I give you an extra long chapter today! Sorry about the wait. Hopefully it meets your standards...
Shout out to DaughterofPan, beautyqueen818 and ilovejosh for your comments on my last chapter. They made me smile. So blue cookies to you :)
ON WITH THE STORY!
Disclaimer: PJO/HOO is and forever will be Rick Riordan’s, which just so happens to NOT be my name.
Annabeth POV (Do I really have to keep writing that?)
Lunch had ended and we were all sitting on the couches in the main room in the Big House. I was deep in thought about our next move.
“So Annabeth, seeing as you’re in charge…what’s the game plan?” Will Solace asked while sitting up from his relaxed position on one of the armchairs.
“Well, searching around camp is obviously a stupid idea. But I don’t think we could just leave camp without a clue where we were going in search of him.”
“Has anybody actually tried contacting him?” Asked Jake Mason.
“…No...” I face-palmed myself mentally. Why hadn’t I thought of that?
“Well why don’t we Iris-Message him? That’ll tell us where he is.” Jake said, standing up and walking towards the bathroom.
I stood up and followed suit. As I reached the bathroom Jake was turning on the shower hose and the other campers were filing in.
“Does anyone have a spare drachma?” Jake asked.
A cheeky grin spread across the Stoll’s faces, “We do!” Travis exclaimed.
“I’m not even going to ask.” I stated as I reached out and took the drachma from him.
I threw the coin into the steam rising from the shower water and said, “O Iris, goddess of the rainbow. Accept my offering. Show me Perseus Jackson.”
What happened next was something I had never seen before.
The drachma disappeared in the mist as usual but instead of an image of Percy materializing in the mist, a message popped up and a woman’s voice read, “Sorry, unable to connect at this time. Recipient is out of range. Please try again later.” Then the message disappeared and the drachma that I threw in fell to the ground with a *clang*
“Out of range? What did she mean, ‘recipient is out of range? ‘”Clarisse asked.
“I’m not sure…Iris Messages can reach pretty much anywhere. I don’t understand.” I replied. I felt a twinge of sadness. How could he be out of range?
“We’ll try that again later. How else can we reach him?” Chris walked up from his position on the wall to Clarisse and put his arm around her.
I remember when Percy did things like that…STOP IT. I thought. Don’t kill yourself dwelling over the past. Focus on the future.
I brought myself back to the present. These guys were counting on me to lead them. I had to have a game plan.
I leaned down and picked up the drachma, “I have an idea.”
I threw the drachma back into the steam and recited the lines, “O Iris, goddess of the rainbow. Accept my offering. Show me Sally Jackson, Upper East Side, New York.”
The mist shimmered before me and then an image of Percy’s mother appeared. She was sitting at a table, holding a pen and staring at a piece of paper.
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Missing
FanfictionMy take on what happened when Percy went missing. Set before/during The Lost Hero. Annabeth's POV. Percabeth <3