King of Zacron [Percy Jackson Fanfic]

File 30: The Quest

| Third Person POV |

At dawn, Willow stood on the hill waiting for the rest of the other questers. She stood there doing some thinking. Her face was sad as she looked across the hill. On one side of the hill was camp, where everyone was playing and having fun.

The other side was the the road. Where cars speeds by the hill without as much as a glance. How can mortals be so oblivious?, Willow thought and chuckled. She heard people talking on the distance and knew that they were leaving soon.

She turned around and saw the others approaching. She put on a smile and slung her bag over her shoulders. Apollo, Hermes, Austin and Amy approached her along with a few others and immortals. They hugged and said goodbye. Willow hugged her adopted Father.

He inhaled the scent of her hair. As if this might be the last time he will see her. "Are you sure you can do this?" He whispered to her. She chuckled and nodded her head. "I can do it," she told him. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

"Stay safe," she smiled and nodded her head. Poseidon was next.

"Be careful alright? I still have some apologising to do," she giggled slightly and hugged him. He hugged her back grateful that she doesn't hold any grudges against him. Thomas went next. She opened her arms and he hugged her. She patted his back. No words were spoken but one thing was clear.

Don't die.

They parted and left to Order's base.
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It was night when they reached outside the base. "Here's the plan," Willow drew a miniature battlefield on the ground with a stick. "Apollo and Austin you knock out the guards while Amy, Hermes and I will sneak into Order's room. Once we're in, Hermes and Amy will stand guard outside. When you sense or hear anyone approaching, whistle,"

They nodded their heads. "Won't Order be able to sense our presence?" Austin asked. Willow nodded her head and took out something. Five pearl necklaces.

"This will be able to mistake you as one of the guards," they each took one and clasped it on. They flashed outside the base and flicked up their hoods. Apollo and Austin knocked out all the guards. The Daughter of Tartarus nodded her head and they ran to Order's room.

Two guards stood outside of his room. Hermes chucked a stone to the opposite side of the hallway. The guards turned and followed the noise. Not paying attention to their surroundings, they got knocked out by the duo. Willow opened the door and was shocked to say the least.

Everything was neatly arranged. No one was in there. She allowed her senses to run wild but there was no trap of sort. She walked briskly towards his desk and rummaged through the papers. Everything on it wasn't as important. It was mostly based on the army recruits and battle strategies.

But then something caught her eye. A blueprint. She took it out and examined it. It was a construction of a weapon, but it was written in another language. She tried deciphering it but to no avail.

Just then a whistle could be heard.

Already? She quickly hid in the closet big enough to fit two people.

There were two people's voices. "I am glad you are able to arrive General Irόs," Order said. Willow peeked through the hole in the closet. They shook hands, "My pleasure Order and Irόs is fine,"

They sat down opposite each other at the desk. "What do you need me for?" Order leaned back on his chair smirked. "I need you to cause a distraction. Long enough for me to do what I have to do,"

Willow squinted her eyes in confusion. What are you planning to do Order? They continued talking about their battle plans not giving much information. "We will meet again next week. The date will be decided then," General Irόs nodded his head and they left the room. Order stood at the entrance for a moment turning his head back slightly.

Willow sucked in a breath. He left and she let out her breath. She waited for a few minutes before leaving. She placed a tiny spy camera in his room. She quickly flicked her hood back up and ran out of the palace into the woods. The others were already there. Amy sighed in relief. "We thought you had been captured," the Daughter of Tartarus chuckled.

"Come on, let's not stay a minute longer than we have to,"
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They reached camp half blood the next morning. Thomas was standing there on the hill pacing. He looked up and saw all of them back safe and sound. He sighed in relief and jogged towards them.

"Did you find out anything?"

Willow nodded her head. "He's planning something. He's using General Irόs as a distraction. Something else is happening but I don't know when," Thomas nodded his head.

"We'll tell the others," they went to the arena and saw everyone practicing. "Perseus Jackson!" Thomas sighed and turned around. Standing there was Zayne. "What do you want Zayne?" The Son of Zeus puffed out his chest, "I challenge you to a duel," he pointed his sword to the king.

Thomas sighed. "I have better things to do then having to take care of your oversized ego," some people snickered and his face turned slightly red from anger and embarrassment. "This afternoon. Winner gets to lead your kingdom," there were several murmurs and whispers.

The people close to Thos wanted to face palm. Willow literally face palmed and shook her head. "Stupid asshole," she muttered loud enough for the people beside her to snicker. Annabeth rolled her eyes. He was clearly going to lose, why embarrass himself more?

Maybe some people just don't get it.

"Fine fine whatever. Now scram," Thomas said and made a 'shooing' gesture. Zayne huffed and stormed away back to who knows where. "You sir, have duties to do," Vivian, the Queen of Zacron told him. He groaned and slouched muttering something before leaving.

Vivian chuckled and followed him. Willow turned around and was met with two immortals crushing her in a hug. "We're so glad your safe," Poseidon said. She smiled at both of them and hugged them back.

"Hey! What about us?"

They turned to face the other questers that had returned. Apollo, Hermes and Austin asked while Amy shook her head and whacked each of their heads. They pouted at her and she rolled her eyes.

Willow and Amy made eye contact and thought the same thing.

Boys.

Austin turned to Willow and said, "We have to inform Chaos about what you heard,"
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Word count: 1146
I'm sorry for the loooooong wait and short chapter. I'll make it longer and more interesting next chapter.
Yours sincerely,
Backbiter