V. Annabeth

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SHE STILL WANTED to hurt, if not kill Leo. Even though a day had passed since the engine room, all she could think about was chocking the life out of him. Everyone except Percy couldn’t even stand to look at him. She suspected the reason for this was that Percy had though he had lost his own mother when he was twelve. Three times a day he would go down to the stables, were Leo was incarcerated, to give him some food.

The atmosphere that shrouded the Argo II and indeed all the remaining members of the seven was that of anger and despair. Jason hardly ever left his room, both out of pure, un diluted, sadness at the capture of Piper and of course the fact he would probably strangle Leo at the first opportunity. Hazel however had taken the opposite extreme. She had become overly active. She did every and anything that quickened their pace to Athens and, hopefully, Frank and Piper.

Annabeth was now very happy that she had learned the basics of the Argo II. It meant that they only had to rely on Leo for complicated repairs rather than full operation of the ship. She consulted the map of Greece that Leo had stuck above the steering wheel. They were just rounding the horn of Agia Storia. They would soon be at the island of Cythera were they would have to stop to repair the damage the water spider had caused.

Hazel called down to her from her perch at the top of the mast. She was using a portable RADAR/SONAR to make sure they were not about to be attacked again. Leo Had disconnected the ships RADAR/SONAR so they had to make do with a far less portable one.

“Annabeth, how much longer until we reach Athens?” Hazel enquired.

“Two days,” It was a lie of course. At there current rate, they wouldn’t reach Athens in time even without the repair stops. There was no way to reach Athens in time. No, a voice in Annabeth’s head said, there is one way. Annabeth shuddered, She didn’t want to even think about that way let alone actually try to do it.

Annabeth was shaken from this particular train of thought by Percy emerging onto the deck. He skin was an odd sort of grey colour. No, not grey, pale…he was sea sick!? Annabeth laughed but was interrupted by Percy.

“Annabeth,” He murmured, “There is something wrong with the sea.”

The Bubble of air that held Annabeth and Percy sunk into the water. When they were halfway towards the bottom Percy let the bubble float. The first thing that Annabeth noticed was the tide. It was higher than she had expected, she checked this morning and it was supposed to be a calm day, nothing of this speed. She examined the water and gasped. For it was not tides slowly buffering the bubble backwards it was masses fish. Hundreds upon hundreds of them all surging forwards, towards something… or away from something.

It was then that she felt the tremors that was now creating real waves that was now creating real waves that was pushing them back even further. They were now slowly growing in magnitude. She yelled at Percy to take them back to the ship, but he was way ahead of her. They were propelled from the surface of the water, she un gracefully spun through the air before landing on the deck with a thud. She pulled her self-up and staggered to the left. She only just managed to grab the mast before she keeled over. At first she though that she had a concussion from hitting the deck, but then she realized, the Argo II was listing to the side.

She yelled out and made her way towards the control panel, but she stopped dead in her tracks. Only two kilometers away from the Argo II was a twenty foot tsunami. But that was not the thing that scared her the most. The island of Cythera was being held aloft by two Giant hands.

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A/N Please comment wether you would like the Frank or Jason chapter next (will update on 21st latest)

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