Sons of the Big Three

Captured

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or in fact any of the people I write about. Will Bane is owned by my other self, and even Lucy and Caitlyn isn’t owned by me. She’s a creation of my good friend Nick Griffin who gave me the idea and let me create details.

Nick’s POV

I dived into the ocean and willed the currents to take me to the outskirts of New York.

The water seemed to calm me down a little. I played back the scene with Caitlyn and whoever that little idiot was. I didn’t care about that person. I knew that in the end he would be used just like me. No, I felt pity for him.

I felt truly angry towards Caitlyn. She was the one who betrayed me, and she hadn’t even felt sorry for doing it. I sighed as I continued to swim. Maybe it was just as well that she broke up with me. I never thought of how I would tell her I loved Lucy.

But after what happened, love wasn’t for me. I thought that Aphrodite was intentionally messing with me. What if Lucy was the same?

I needed to clear my head. I needed to kill some monsters, to be out again, to not think about the place where Caitlyn was. To not think about the cutest girl with her bubblegum pink hair and her adorable eyes.

I shook my head as I emerged from the water, dry as I was before I entered. ‘Thanks father,’ I said absentmindedly, before disappearing into the city.

The first thing I did, something which would turn into a tradition, was to buy a cheeseburger from the nearest McDonalds I could find. Now, it was a Will thing to do, but instead of eating it I found the nearest fire I could and sacrificed it to the gods.

I wore a hoodie I had taken from one of the stores that the mortals were absentmindedly running and didn’t realise I was there. I had Tempest in my hand, and I roamed the streets to find anything to kill. Even if there wasn’t any, I knew that by being the son of Poseidon I would attract more monsters as time went on.

I was in luck though. The first alleyway I visited there were two dracaenas waiting for me. They hissed as they saw me and another three appeared behind me, meaning I was surrounded and outnumbered. Great.

As they came forward I ducked under the spear thrust of one and lunged at the two in front of me, Tempest gleaming as it cut them down both as I swung my blade in an arc. They exploded into dust and I ran through them and pivoted, so that I was now facing the three with a wall to my back.

They were laughing at me, mocking me. ‘The ssson of Poseidon, lost from his home, is he?’ one said, but I paid no attention at all. Again I slashed, but the first only blocked it with the shield it wore. I cursed and tried again, but feinted towards the other side first, so that it was tricked, and Tempest cut into its side.

Two left, I thought, as I battled them and killed them with ease. There was only one lying in the dirt, and I knew it would die soon. ‘Foolish boy,’ it hissed. ‘More and more will come to kill you, until you’re a fatigued mess of wounds and easy meat for us to kill.’

I raised an eyebrow. ‘That might seem harder than it seems,’ I told it, and then cut down with Tempest to end the life of the dracaena.

Before I set off, I took off my pack to see what I had inside. I had a pouch of drachmas still, a wad of cash, which I would use to buy food and water, and a sleeping bag and change of clothes. Some ambrosia and nectar- was there an expiry date for them? I shrugged the backpack back on when there was a flash of blinding light, and I had to cover my eyes to avoid being blinded.

When the glow eased, I looked up to see someone standing in front of me. Or actually, two figures. Apollo and Artemis, the twin archers, their personalities so different, but having the same sibling bond that around the world every other twin pair had. I knelt to them.