IN WHICH, Alina Thorinson falls for Percy Jackson in every universe
None of this work apart from Alina Thorinson and her backstory is mine! All credits go to Rick Riordan!!!
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Alina woke up in a rowboat with a makeshift sail stitched of gray uniform fabric. Annabeth and Percy sat next to her.
"Rest," Annabeth said. "You're going to need it."
Waves lapped at the boat. Annabeth showed Percy and Alina some things she'd salvaged from the wreckage, Hermes's thermos (now empty), a Ziploc bag full of ambrosia, a couple of sailors' shirts, and a bottle of Dr Pepper.
The trio sailed for hours. Now that they were in the Sea of Monsters, the water glittered a more brilliant green, like Hydra acid. The wind smelled fresh and salty, but it carried a strange metallic scent, too-as if a thunderstorm were coming. Or something even more dangerous.
Percy knew what direction they needed to go. He knew they were exactly one hundred thirteen nautical miles west by northwest of their destination. But that didn't make him feel any less lost.
They took turns sipping from the Dr Pepper, shading themselves with the sail as best they could. And talked about Percy's latest dream of Grover. By Annabeth's estimate, they had less than twenty-four hours to find Grover, assuming Percy's dream was accurate, and assuming the Cyclops Polyphemus didn't change his mind and try to marry Grover earlier.
"Yeah," Percy said bitterly. "You can never trust a Cyclops."
Alina opened her mouth to speak but quickly shut it.
Annabeth stared across the water. "I'm sorry, Percy. I was wrong about Tyson, okay? I wish I could tell him that."
Percy tried to stay mad at the two girls, but it wasn't easy. They'd been through a lot together. Alina gave up her life for Percy and Annabeth had saved his life tons of times.
"Annabeth, what's Chiron's prophecy, the one he keeps warning me about? And what was Luke saying? Alina has her own fun little prophecy."
Ali perked up at this comment, her whole life people had warned her about some prophecy. She knew though, if the Gods didn't want you to know something, they wouldn't let you.
Annabeth pursed her lips. "Percy, I shouldn't-"
"I know Chiron promised the gods he wouldn't tell me. But you didn't promise, did you?"
"Knowledge isn't always good for you."
"Your mom is the wisdom goddess!"
"I know! But every time heroes learn the future, they try to change it, and it never works."
"The gods are worried about something I'll d- and Ali will do when we get older," Percy guessed. "Something when I turn sixteen."
Annabeth twisted her Yankees cap in her hands. "Percy, I don't know the full prophecy, but it warns about a half-blood child of the Big Three-the next one who lives to the age of sixteen. That's the real reason Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades swore a pact after World War II not to have any more kids. The next child of the Big Three who reaches sixteen will be a dangerous weapon."
