Run or Die

Sewers. Terrific.

Jason's POV

Percy hesitantly ate the food, like he was afraid it was going to be poisoned. Once he was finished, we realized he was still in just a towel. "Oh, right, Percy, do you mind following me for a moment? I'm going to make you some clothes and I need to take measurements." Piper told him.

"Isn't there a store downtown?" Percy asked. "One of the sewer caps are actually in the store, in the back storage by the bathroom."

"Yo, Annabeth, what time is it?" I asked, looking over at her. She shifted the heavy curtains to the side and looked out at the sky.

"About noon. We've got time." She said, letting the curtain drop. A small cloud of dust went with it.

"We need to do a better job at cleaning this place." Leo said, sitting up from his spot on the floor.

"You've been down there this entire time?" Reyna asked, looking over at him.

"It's comfy!"

"Whatever. Percy, where's the closest sewer cap?" I asked, looking over at him. He looked over at the map.

"Still the one on the corner, outside of the Starbucks store-"

"Dunkin Donut's is better." Leo muttered.

"- The second closest one is a few blocks behind this building." Percy finished, like he hadn't even been interrupted.

"Oka- Wait, can you fight?" Thalia asked.

"I can do pistols, knives and other sharp blades, anything else is to big for my tiny body." Percy said, looking down at his scrawny chest in distaste.

"How good are you with those weapons?" I asked.

"I'm okay." He said with a shrug. "I think if my mom and I could disperse a crowd of twenty walkers in five minutes, me on daggers and her on shotgun, (Since when did you know how to use a shotgun? Just now XD) I think we did pretty well. But I lost my weapons while running." He sighed.

"I think we can supply, what's our weapon count Thalia?" I asked. She walked over to a large trunk shoved against the wall and pulled the lid up, resting it against the wall.

"Enough for him to have a pistol and a dagger. We've only got a few clips, so-"

"I won't miss, I can assure you that." Percy told her. Thalia pulled out a pistol and dagger, then closed the lid and turned to Percy. "You get these, IF you prove you're a good shot." She grabbed a paintball pistol from her back pocket, how she got it in there I have no idea, and handed it to Percy. "Let's go for some target practice."

Percy grinned back at her. "Contest?"

Thalia pulled out another pistol from her other pocket with a wider grin. "Contest."

Ten minutes later we were in our shootin range, aka the roof with a bunch of paper targets stapled to plywood nailed down to the roof, curtesy of Leo. There were four in a row against the far end, and Percy and Thalia were in the middle two. "You first." Percy told her. She nodded, smirking, like she knew she was going to win, and aimed.

The first shot was the ring outside of the bulls eye. The next was the same. The third was a direct bulls eye. Percy shrugged. "Not bad. But," He grinned. "I'm better."

Thalia snorted, crossing her arms. "Prove it kid."

Percy shrugged. "If you insist."

He turned to face me on the other side of the roof, away from the target, and angled the gun so it was over his shoulder but aimed at the target. "No way he's going to make that." Frank muttered.