Sorry about that last mini cliff-hanger . . . weeeeelllll (kudos to anyone who understands that) no I'm not, not really. Aaanyway . . . hope you enjoy this next chapter. Comments, Votes, and even the fact that you're reading this means so much to me.
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As soon as the multivitimans hit the bottom of the cage, the guinea pigs awarmed around them, nibbling away at the bright orange pills. There was a flash, and twelve burly men--and Percy, who wasn't so burly--were sitting on the floor, shaking shavings out of their hair.
The largest, dirtiest of the pirates stood up, a few stray pieces of shavings stuck in his dark matted beard. He inspected his body carefully, clearly finding it hard to believe that he was human again. But, he was pleased to find it in the same condition it had been in nearly a hundred years . . . well give or take a rancid rodent smell and an odd craving for carrots.
He spotted Circe cowering in front of the door, Andrea standing in front of her and the other two girls protectively, and shouted, "Arrgh! There be the witch's spawn, and the witch herself! Get 'er, lads!"
The otherpirates scrambled to their feet and charged toward Andrea. She merely narrowed her eyes in irritation before bringing her hands together. A white bubble of pure sound shook the entire room, ramming into the pirates and throwing them backwards into the wall viciously.
The dust cleared, and they were all piled up against the wall, out cold. Andrea turned and glared at the two girls behind her. Jessica and Veronica, she thought it was. Who knew these days? They all looked pretty much the same these days.
"Get her out of here," Andrea ordered, gesturing to her mother who was staring at the unconcious men in shock, her eyes blank and hands shaky. "Sound the alarm. Get everyone off the island!" They stared at her.
"Get everyone on the sub, they should be able to fit on there," Andrea continued.
"But--" Jessica began.
"Can you steer a submarine?" Andrea demanded. They both shook their heads. "Well you better find someone who can!"
"NOW!" she snapped, they scurried off, leading her mother by the elbows. Andrea turned back to Annabeth, who had just helped Percy up off the floor.
"That was--" Percy trailed off, mouth open, then broke into a broad grin. "So--totally--AWESOME! How did you do that?"
"Magic," she answered simply. One of the pirates stirred and groaned.
"There's no time for that, we need to leave. Now." She opened the door, and they followed, pausing as she shut and locked it behind them, locking it with a small burst of magic. It would buy them a little more time.
I hope, she thought as she led the two half-bloods down the stairs and back through the now empty Spa, the geysers putting on a spectacular show for nobody.
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Soooooo . . . . sorry this one is so short, I couldn't find anyway to make it any longer.
More kudos for anyone who recognizes the hint as to who her father is. Private Message me if you do, I don't want you spoiling the story for everyone else.
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-Skyy
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