I woke up in the room on the Princess Andromeda. The food had been cleared from the tables, but other than that it looked just like the day we went on the ship.
The golden sarcophagus was perched on the coffee table and Luke kneeled next to it, this time he wore the same thing he had when we had jumped ship.
"They escaped, master." He said darkly.
"You have failed me Castellan!" A deep voice boomed throughout the room.
Luke cowered on the floor. "I beg your forgiveness! However we do have intelligence on Annabeth Percy, and the Cyclops." He took a deep breath. "But we've lost contact on Pamela and Nakamura."
"They do not matter! Just bring me the son of Poseidon and your pathetic actions will be excused." Said the deep voice.
"Thank you master." Luke groveled. "Your mercy is much appreciated.-"
"Has the LaRue girl found the fleece?"
"Negative, but she's heading to the area of Charybodis and Scylla. She won't survive."
"Make sure she dies."
"Yes master."
"Make sure the plan does not fail! Do not fail again, Castellan or the consequences will be dire."
"Yes Master."
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The New Camper (a Percy Jackson fanfiction)
FanfictionFifteen year old Pamela McShane is the new camper at camp half blood where she meets Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase. Things change when she meets eyepatched Ethan Nakamura who gives her the story of the real deal at camp. When Ethan is kidnapped a...
