The Daughter Of Olympus

Chapter 5: Pizza Delivery

Zan's head throbbed as she gained consciousness. It felt like someone had squeezed themselves into her head and started playing the bongos. The last thing she remembered was Ares and Athena fighting in her head while her and Luna were fighting. Fight-ception. Their godly conversation went a bit like this:

"No Ares, no taking over bodies." Athena's intellectual voice had chided. A low manly voice responded.

"I do what I want and you can't stop me." Ares had retorted, in a very sassy tone.

"Do you want her to explode, Ares? I know you aren't evil enough to do that with someone who shares your blood."  There was a pause. At this point the evil taxi driver was throwing his knives.

"She also shares my power which is useless since she DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO USE IT." Ares said loudly. Athena kept arguing with Ares to keep out, but considering that they were both in her brain, neither of them were following Athena's advice. As they argued, Zan's head started to spin. The small amount of experience that she did have in fighting was no longer going to be of any help if she could barely stand up. That's when she caught something moving in the corner of her blurred vision. She turned but barely got a view of what looked like Jack Frost before she fell over and probably passed out.

Now Zan was laying on a semi-comfortable sofa and decided to open her eyes, even if that person in her brain was now hitting the bongos on the sides of her head and yelling the song at the intro on The Lion King. The first thing she saw was a very fancy livingroom with fancy white sofas and contrasting walls and pillows, with a plant in the corner. The second thing she saw was Luna who seemed to be talking to whoever was sitting at Zan's feet. She twisted herself to see who it was and immediately said what her brain was thinking.

"No wonder I thought you were Jack Frost." She blurted out. Both Luna and Jack Frost jumped, obviously not aware that Zan was alive again. She sat up and and smiled, she had to resist the urge to say that his hair matched the rooms furniture.

"Nice to see you're back from your nap." Luna said, watching Zan's eyes cautiously.

"Where are we?"

"We're in Nick's grandmother's house." Just as Luna said it, an old man appeared with a teacup in his hand, "And this is Nick's grandpa."  Then by adding two and two, Jack Frost must have been Nick. Zan greeted his granddad, who handed her the tea cup.

"Thank you, umm-"

"Please, call me Ambrosius." He said smiling then disappearing into the hallway. The contents was a golden color. Zan took a sip and immediately recognized the taste as ambrosia. Her head stopped throbbing, which was a big relief and allowed her vision to clear.

She suppressed a laugh as she looked at Luna, who's hair looked wild as if she had just been skydiving. She then turned to Nick who had the most amazing blue eyes and fascinating white hair. Both of which looked amazingly familiar. Zan looked at Luna and tilted her head to the side, silently asking who this random guy who appeared out of nowhere was.

"Oh that's Nick." Luna continued, now looking into the large flat screen and pulling her hair back.

"Hi." Zan smiled politely.

"Hey." He responded, smiling back. Even his voice rang a bell. Something clicked in Zan's head for a split second, which unfortunately got drowned out by knocking on the door. They turned their heads.

"Who's that?" Nick asked Ambrosius, who had literally shown up out of nowhere. He shrugged.

"Pizza!" a voice from behind the door yelled. It was pretty low for a delivery person, but Zan had heard some pretty deep voices on teens before, maybe it was just one of them.

"You ordered pizza?" Ambrosius asked Nick.

"No, why would I order pizza without your permission?" Ambrosius raised his eyebrow, Nick sighed, "Ok, maybe I did it once or twice before, but I didn't order it this time, I swear."

Ambrosius didn't seem convinced, but nevertheless he went and opened the door. Instead of an acne covered teen, there was a minotaur in a delivery hat and shirt holding the pizzas.

"Oh my- This is certainly... out of the ordinary." Ambrosius gasped.

The minotaur spoke in a low voice, "That'll be 19.25- plus DEATH!", it charged inside. Ambrosius put his hands up and created an invisible wall of air. The minotaur seemed very confused as if thinking why the old man hadn't gotten run over yet.

"He must have followed you."Ambrosius muttered, pulling a sword out from a plant pot, while still holding the invisible wall with one hand. That's one way to keep a weapon concealed, Zan thought. "I'll hold him off. Nick, take them to the limousine."

"But-"

"Go!" Ambrosius pushed a strong gust of wind in the direction of the Minotaur, blowing it out of the house. Nick backed up and ran into the hallway with Zan and Luna at his heels.

"Wait! You forgot your coupon, it'll get you a free pizza with every BROKEN BONE!" The minotaur yelled from the living-room. His voice was soon drowned out by the sound of a giant storm. For an old man, he sure knew how to hold off pizza delivery monsters.

They kept running until they came to a halt in front of a wooden door. Nick turned the knob and pushed the door open with so much force that Zan thought it would break. The inside looked like a garage someone's dad might own, with tools hanging on the walls, bikes standing up against a desk, and last but not least a hummer limousine in the middle which was very hard not to stare at. The outside was white with a silver bumper at the front, which was facing out toward a neighborhood street. If Zeus had a car, this would be it. Zan thought.

Nick pulled open the limousine's back door and held it open, eyeing the wooden door very closely as if it would blow open. Zan looked at Luna, who was eyeing the limo distastefully.

"I'm not a big fan of gas-guzzling, military style, in-your-face vehicles. Too flashy." She said,but got in anyway, seeing that they didn't have a choice. Zan went in next, followed shortly by Nick, who closed the door.

The inside was the definition of flashy. Three circles lined the back, flashing the signs of Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. Also lining the walls were large windows, and under those windows were leather seats. Luna sat on the left aisle, Nick sat on the right and Zan sat on the on the seat lining the back. Down the middle was a floor which changed colors, leading up to a large flat screen T.V with a small gap above it for the rearview mirror, and what looked like a mini bar that had been transformed into a storage unit. It was all so bright, even the roof had little lights. The tables near the front flashed along with music, along with long tubes of bubbling liquid which were also, of course, changing color.

Zan realized that if they were all in the back, who was going to be driving? She had meant to adjust herself in the seat and ask but something caught her eye, she started to scan the front of the limo. She looked in the rearview mirror and yelped, startled at the gray eyes staring back at her. Her first (stupid) thought was that the mirror had eyes, before realizing there was someone in the driver's seat.

"You know, it's quiet rude to enter a person's limo without asking." The person said, his eyes looked menacing and clever, like an evil scientist.  

"Jasper, now is not the time. We have to get going." Nick commanded. So-called Jasper lowered his mirror so his full face was showing. He was a young man who could either be 18 or 23. His face was timeless with grey eyes and jet black hair, which was flicked up at the front as if mini ski people were going to use it as a ramp. He was now watching Nick.

"Calm down, Nicholas. I was just trying to get a look at your new charity cases from the big cheese." Jasper said, his formal way of talking making the phrase "big cheese" seem out of place, and all the more silly.

"Who do you think you're calling a charity case?" Luna growled.

"Feisty one, aren't you? I was joking, don't get so offended." Jasper said, rolling his eyes. Luna's eyes flashed red, which everyone noticed, including Jasper. If Zan had learned anything about Luna, it was that she definitely wasn't in the mood to deal with a chatty driver, even on a good day. Jasper adjusted his mirror back to the way it was before, examining everyone with unreadable expression. "Alright then. Let's get going."