Weird relatives

Chapter 10: Medusa and the poddle

It shouldn't bother Danny, but it does. Medusa couldn't do anything to him, he was immortal. But he had a company, two demigods and satyr.

"Should I say, don't look at her?" He asked.

"Run!" Grover bleated. He raced across the gravel, yelling, "Maia!" to kick-start his flying sneakers. Annabeth whipped her Yankees cap onto her head and vanished, pushing Percy off the bench. Danny became invisible at the moment everyone heard Medusa's shriek. All her pretending act was gone and the hissing snakes were wriggling on her head freely.

"Ya know," everyone heard a disembodied voice, "I've faced a talking weed tall as skyscraper, have a hyperactive Hellhound as my puppy and I have Spirit of Halloween as my buddy, but you are the first snake person I've met"

Danny dropped his invisibility on her left, grinning from ear to ear. Medusa attacked him, trying to tear him to shreds with her sharp talons, but Phantom dissapeared from sight again, his laughter filling the air.

"C'mon now, you can do better than that"

Behind her, Medusa heard a buzzing sound, like a two-hundred-pound hummingbird in a nosedive.

She turned, and there he was in the night sky, flying in from twelve o'clock with his winged  shoes fluttering, Grover, holding a tree branch the size of a baseball bat. His eyes were shut tight, his head twitched from side to side. He was navigating by ears and nose alone.

Thwack!

It was the sound of Grover hitting a tree. Then Medusa roared with rage.

"You miserable satyr," she snarled. "I'll add you to my collection!"

"That was for Uncle Ferdinand!" Grover yelled back.

Suddenly Medusa was knocked by the side.

"Hey, attention, please!" Danny shouted and materialized again, looking at her through the mirror he found who knows where, "Woow, you have a very unruly hair, what are you doing with them? Feed with mouses?"

"You will stay here for eternity, you brat!" She tried to get him again.

"Clishe much?"

Percy advanced on her, which wasn't easy, holding a sword and a glass ball. If she charged, he'd have a hard time defending myself.

But she let him approach...twenty feet, ten feet.

Percy could see the reflection of her face now.

"You wouldn't harm an old woman, Percy," she crooned, "I know you wouldn't"

He hesitated, fascinated by the face he saw reflected in the glass.

From the cement grizzly, Grover moaned, "Percy, don't listen to her!"

Medusa cackled, "Too late"

She lunged at Percy with her talons.

He slashed up with his sword, heard a sickening sound, then a hiss like wind rushing out of a cavern - the sound of a monster disintegrating.

Something fell to the ground next to his feet. It took all his willpower not to look. Percy could feel warm ooze soaking into his sock, little dying snake heads tugging at his shoelaces.

"Don't move!" Danny said. He came closer, holding Medusa's veil. He knelt and draped the monster's head in black cloth, then picked it up. It was still dripping green blood.

"Are you okay?" He asked Percy.

"Yeah," he decided, though he felt like throwing up his double cheeseburger, "Why didn't ... why didn't the head evaporate?"