King of Zacron [Percy Jackson Fanfic]

File 32: Dreams? More like Nightmares

| Willow POV |

Poseidon, Oceanus, Ouranus, Zeus, Thomas and Vivian stood beside me. "There's another part of the plan that I didn't tell the others," I told them feeling really nervous. They all raised an eyebrow. "This is where he is going to attack next too,"

I swiped my hand over the ocean part of the hologram. The battleships that were there appeared. "I didn't tell the others because there is a spy among us. I have my guesses but I'm not going to pinpoint until further proof," I confessed.

They nodded their heads. "I suppose you want someone to built the ships?" Zeus asked. Thank gods. I thought they would object. "I'll ask Hephaestus,"

"Thank you," he was a bit surprised but smile nonetheless.

"Could you ask him to make the front of the ships to be sharp and made of celestial bronze?" He nodded his head.

"The ships will be positioned here, here and here," I pointed at four parts of the ocean.

"I need you four to create a heavy mist when they're approaching the shores. Hecate will need to help to manipulate the mist to cover up our auras," they nodded their heads.

"Thomas and Vivian I'll need 10 of your best Grievers. Do not let the campers, successors or other Grievers near the shore until the mist is up. The younger campers will not be fighting or killing anything or anyone. Keep them inside at all times,"

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Planniing is difficult. So is liking someone from the enemy side. I heard a part of me say in a sing song voice.

Shut up.

I heard a little giggle before the voice disappeared. "That should be all for now," I told them and they left. I closed my eyes and rubbed my forehead. "You alright?" I looked up to see Percy still standing there. People call him both names I guess. I nodded my head too tired to speak.

"You can't lie to me," he took a chair and sat in front of me. I slouched and rolled my head back. "Boy problems?" I rolled my head back to look at him and gave him an unimpressed look.

"My middle finger salutes you," and showed him the action. He laughed and threw his head back. "Sooooo, who is it?" he asked dragging out the word 'so'. "I don't like anybody," leave my mouth and challenged him to say anything.

I'm pretty sure he doubted me but he dropped it. I sighed in relief queitly to myself. I really thought he would continue pestering. "Come on, it's almost dinner," he held out a hand and I gladly took it.

Before pulling him down on the floor.

He fell and I heard him shout my name while I laughed and ran out of the room.
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Two days later...

I don't know how it started but here is what happened. I was in a dream. And I hate dreams. It usually means something terrible is going to happen or I'm about to die.

But in this dream, it was four year old me playing with Percy. He was only two. I played with him at the beach near the water while mother sat on the sand. We rarely came to the beach because of well money issues.