I Spy Sea Green Eyes

Chapter 40

"Tritannus?" I questioned, hastily knocking on his door.

Almost immediately, the door swung open to reveal Tritannus in a T-shirt and sweatpants. "You called?" He said with a lazy grin.

"Why in the name of Tartarus did you text me at 3 AM?" I accused. "I was having perfectly fine 3 AM rambles about the Whip/Nae Nae!"

"Yeah..." Tritannus gave me a weird look. "I want to show you something."

"Couldn't it wait for later?" I grumbled as I leaned against the doorframe. "Sleep doesn't come real easy for me. You have no idea how hard it is for me to doze off."

"Come on, Khloe," He whined, pulling on the sleeve of my jacket. "It's a really cool surprise. I want to show you!"

"Define cool," I muttered as I followed him inside his gigantic room. "I swear, Tritannus, if you're wasting my time-"

I suddenly heard a loud sound, like stone scraping against stone. The classic sound of a secret passage.

"Seriously, how many freaking secret rooms do you have?" I exclaimed exasperatedly, running my fingers through my messy braid. "You're like a Bond villain, I swear. So cheesy."

"Laugh all you want," Tritannus said as he beckoned me to follow him. "But it'll probably stop when you see this."

I stepped in after him. "Okay, it can't be that-" I stopped in my words as I saw an ancient-looking structure looming over me. Holy Olympus.

"Wow," I whispered as we neared the old-fashioned training arena. At the corner, I could see a heap of straw which looked like it had once been a dummy. The place was huge, way bigger than my training area back in Camp Half Blood.

I held my breath as I inspected the place. I had the weirdest feeling that I'd been here before, and the heap of straw did nothing to convince me otherwise.

"Nice," I managed, looking back at Tritannus. He was now holding a bronze sword in his hands,wickedly sharp and the metal glint oddly familiar. "Your sword?" I asked, pointing to it. He nodded.

"Yeah. It's called Palírroia," He said, running a single finger along the flat of the blade, making me shiver for the weirdest of reasons.

"Palírroia," I repeated in a daze. No. Too many coincidences. I thought that I was done with this!

"Uh, great name," I mumbled as I fiddled with Mageía on my wrist. I accidentally hit the gem on it, and it expanded into it's true form: a two foot-long silver sword in my hand.

"Whoa!" Tritannus exclaimed, almost jumping in shock. "Where in Othrys did that come from?" He examined Mageía carefully. "Silver? Not a normal metal for swords. Where did you get it from?"

I bit my lip. How would I tell him the truth without telling him too much? "It was a gift," I said quietly. "You can guess who it was from."

The look in his eyes told me that he understood everything. "Well, this sword must be pretty good for you not to throw it into the void of Chaos. If it were me, I would have done that without hesitation."

" I can't do that," I said with a faint smile on my face. "Mageía and I have been through far too much together."

"You sound like you've actually fought," Tritannus teased with an eyebrow raised. "I wouldn't have thought. Hey, that rhymes."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I demanded, feeling annoyed at what he said. "Is it so hard to believe that I can fight?"

"Well, the whole reason that I brought you here was to teach you how to fight," Tritannus pointed out as he walked towards the middle of the arena. "We might need you for the fight against Olympus."