When Worlds Collide

Chapter Twenty-Nine

 Percy gritted his teeth, clutching his arm, as he watched Drago walk out of the cell room. It was only the second day and Percy knew he was already on his way to how Hiccup had been looking, making him glad that he was used to this or worse. Sadly, Drago had refused to give him water, so he couldn't heal his wounds.

The moment Drago closed the door behind himself, Percy did a self-assessment. Minor cuts in many places, major ones one his arm, which he just got, and the side of his chest. He scooted over to the front of the cell and, looking out, noted that there were no guards out to watch him. He moved back, thinking about how to escape. No water, as usual, but... Percy patted his pants, smiling as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his pen. Kronos hadn't learned his lesson yet. Percy checked the hallway again before uncapping his pen and putting the cap on the bottom, turning it into a regular pen to pick the lock to his cell. The moment it was open, Percy turned it into a sword, looking up both ways before deciding which way to go to search for Posy. If he left without at least searching for Posy, who knew how Gale would treat him.

Percy walked along, checking each cell as he passed. His mind was running with ways to escape based on what he knew. Any moment, he knew a monster would pick up his scent and go after him, but he had to find Posy. She was pretty much an innocent mortal that happened to get stuck in this mess, and he knew she didn't have any fighting experience. From what he had learned, all the stuff that happened to Gale was when she was little, so she didn't have to work for that war effort.

His thoughts were cut off short when a monster jumped out in front of him. He didn't even give it a second thought before he slashed at it, turning it to dust. He sped up, knowing more would come soon. Percy stopped whenever he saw a cell, but Posy wasn't anywhere.

The moment he reached the surface, Percy stopped, shielding his eyes. It had already been a while since he had seen the sun. In the moment he was standing there, he heard a monster try and sneak up on him, but he quickly slashed and killed it, only to look behind it and see a group of ugly, hairy dogs growling at him. Mutts Percy thought, remembering Gale telling the group about them. Well, a few less growling dogs wouldn't hurt at all. They didn't seem half as friendly as Cerberus had been, and that was a three headed dog that lived in the underworld.

Percy did his best to make quick work of them, but it still took a while, and he was sure their odd growling caught the attention of other creatures nearby. He closed his eyes as he dashed along, focusing on the picture of his pegasus, Blackjack's, shape.

"Blackjack, I need you asap." He thought, hoping Blackjack would get it. He opened his eyes again, dashing off to search for Posy some more.

Suddenly, Percy dashed out of the building he had been in, running out into the open. He looked around, seeing that there weren't any monsters on the streets. Yet. He started to run to the house across from him when he heard a voice behind him.

"So, you thought you could escape?" Drago asked. Percy turned around, looking up at the sky quickly and smiling.

"Well, actually, I did think so." Percy told him "And I think I still will."

"And how will you do that?" Drago asked, stopping from curiosity.

"Because I have a freaking awesome pegasus, that's why." Percy told him as a black pegasus swooped down. Percy grabbed onto its mane, pulling himself on.

Hey boss, have any donuts? Blackjack asked him.

"Not right now, bud," Percy told him, looking back as Drago pulled out some sort of staff, swinging it around in the air and yelling wierdly "But I think we may have some sort of problem." Percy remembered that he didn't have Posy and, looking around, he didn't see any place where hostages would be held, especially since they were all starting to be filled with creatures and peacekeepers. "Do you see any place someone would be kept at?" He asked Blackjack.

No, I only see some dragons headed straight at us! Blackjack replied, diving to the side with the last part. Percy held on tightly, cringing slightly from his cut arm, and looked behind to see that they were being chased by dragons, and a lot of them. The dragons turned to chase after him, and he realized that he wouldn't be able to search for Posy and make it out alive unless they stopped chasing him, which didn't seem like it was going to happen. Sighing, he told Blackjack bring them back towards camp, since he knew that was probably where Annabeth and the group would be going to soon.