Fortitude

Curiosity Kills

We gathered inside the Amphitheatre to avoid the sink hole. All the counselors were present, each of them, including me, had mixed emotions. Everyone was noisy until Chiron silenced us. His face was unexplainable, Kathleen was one of our best mentors here in camp.

One of our security guards, Joji was here, and I guess he and Kathleen has a thing. Now, being a guard was hard, you have to be fully awake and alert every time, and strong and fast. I guess that those were the things she liked about him. And yes, he was really worried. Argus, a hundred-eyed monster, was beside him.

"I'll go." Andrea volunteered. "If its underground were talking about, that's my specialty."

Being a child of Hades, the God of the dead and the Underworld, means expert in underground and in the dark, also with the dead like zombies and ghosts.

"Wait, we're going underground? I shall not come." Remenelle said. "Ever."

I guess, being a son of Apollo, the Sun God of many things, means hating the dark. I'll doubt they even turn off the lights of Cabin 7.

"You'll need to bring Ces with you." Arvi said. "My brother likes everything underground, just like the Underworld."

No wonder, Hermes, the God of Travelers, also guides the souls of the underworld, I guess Ces inherited that trait.

"One more, and we'll start the quest as soon as possible." Chiron announced. "Hmmm."

I was trying to hold my hand back because I love quests, but sadly, Marty raised his hand quickly.

"I'll make my father proud." Marty said. "I'll go."

This brings more worry to us and mostly, Chiron, because of the fact that two half-bloods of the Big Three (Zeus, Poseidon and Hades), has a strong scent that can be smelled by monsters, so it was dangerous. But Chiron cannot deny a volunteer.

After the meeting was adjourned, I went to the lake and called for Pat. I was devastated when he didn't came. I saw the three of the volunteers, return to their cabin for their preparations. I went to find a satyrhalf-man half-goatso I went into the forest.

There was one, sitting on an old rock, and he was crying.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Are you okay?"

"No! Nothing's okay. My Nereid girlfriend was injured because she was caught in a group of hippocampi going wild." He said. "Sea animals are acting crazy recently. And that is not okay."

"Okay then. I'll just go." I said and hurriedly ran away.

Satyrs can be pretty wild in situations like that, you don't want to be in there to-be-raged list. It was not a weird relationship. A Satyr and a Nereid, they are sea nymphs, but I know many Satyrs with relations with other creatures, such as a cloud nymph or just a regular tree nymph.

I went to the Pegasi stables, winged horses, you might see them in Barbie movies but these horses aren't pink and they don't poop rainbows. These were muscular, elegant, and very aggressive horses. I own one, named Rick. Yeah, named also by his awesome and sassy owner. I was a genius naming my pet horses, Pat and Rick, right?

Anyway, I fed him with fresh red apples and we talked. Well, just in our thoughts because my father created the horses, we kinda speak horse. I know, it's crazy, I get that a lot. Sometimes I just want to name him, 5 kilometers, so I can say: I fly 5 kilometers everyday. Wouldn't that be awesome? I set aside my pathetic thought and focused on Rick.

"You wanna fly, Rick?" I asked while brushing his white shiny hair. He neighed as a sign of consideration. So I untied his ropes that keep him from flying away.

I jumped on his back and we went zooming through the clouds. Rick twirled and flew high above the clouds enough to see the whole camp. It was awesome, unless you're scared of heights, I do not recommend you to do this. After hours of fun, I sent him back to the stables. We made the same routine we do every day and every night.

Sunrise came as I went out of the bathroom. As I went outside, I saw Andrea, Ces, and Marty went under the deep sink hole. I hid behind the trees as Chiron walked away.

Curiosity washed over me, about what consists inside and under that hole. I found myself running back to my cabin and fetching my weapons, a bow and arrows, and stuffs that I need. I quietly, hid my things so my siblings, doesn't notice.

Now, we Poseidon kids, have this special trait that brings us towards danger. As my other older brother taught us (cough Percy Jackson cough) always follow your instincts, hoping mine was right, I jumped into the hole to follow the other demigods. I really don't care what'll happen, I just want to know what's behind this mystery.