Percy Jackson ~ Death Rechained

5

Harry's POV

Vapor traveling wasn't what I expected it to be. It felt like breaking into small crystals traveling through the air. And trust me, it is not pleasant. Breaking up into pieces is painful. I suggest not to try this.

We appeared at a forest with a weird shaped rock.

"Harry! Help me with Percy! He's unconscious. We're lucky he didn't fade out of existence." Annabeth yelled.

I ran towards her and helped her carry Percy.

"Where are we exactly going to carry him to?" I asked.

"His cabin."

"Where?" I asked.

"I'll just guide you." She sighed.

We struggled to carry Percy. Man... didn't think he was this heavy. In a matter of minutes, we arrived a blue cabin of sorts and we put him in a bed.

"We'll need ambrosia and nectar." Annabeth muttered.

"What?"

"Ambrosia, I'll just go check the infirmary if they still have. There should be, knowing Will."

I nodded. I sat down beside Percy.

Huh... so this was Camp Half-Blood. It's very... what's the word? Interesting. It was deserted, since we called everyone at camp for backup.

It's not like any other ordinary camp. I mean, it has some similarities, but who has lava rock climbing? Sword-fighting? I completely understand that monsters smell demigods so... yeah. But, is a lava wall necessary? I mean, it can cause death. That's what they're trying to avoid right?

But the weird thing is, what is it with monsters hating gods? Why are they hating so much? What did the gods do to make them despise them so much?

Okay, I'm going off topic. I'm acting like I have ADHD.

"OKAY! Got the ambrosia!" Annabeth screeched.

She ran up to Percy and opened his mouth. She stuffed a squarish food into his mouth. Percy quickly sat up.

He groaned, "What happened."

"You passed out after vapor traveling." I replied.

"Oh."

"Anyways, we have to go to Zeus's Fist." Annabeth said.

We both nodded and ran back to Zeus's Fist.

"It should be here some— AHHH!"

"Annabeth? You okay?" Percy asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay. But I also think I found the labyrinth." She slowly replied.

"Really, where?" I asked.

"Behind the fist." She replied.

Percy and I ran behind the fist and looked for an entrance.

"Where?" Percy asked.

"Somewhere there, I just stumbled into it."

"There's no entrance or hole in the ground."

"Just walk around the place, maybe it's hidden." Annabeth suggested.

We followed her advice and started walking around the fist.

I grunted, there was no entrance. I sat down beside the rocks.

"Yeah, Annabeth? There's a problem, we can't find the entra—"

I was cut off by falling grass and sticks. I fell on my butt with a loud thud.

I grunted, "Nevermind, found the entrance."