Percy stood on deck of the ship, unsure how they had gotten into this situation. They just been soaring over the Mediterranean sea, but then they had hit a wall of fog. And just as sudden, they had been invaded by pirates. Dolphin-pirates. Percy had actually always liked dolphins. The dolphins had easily manhandled the crew while Percy faced off the captain. Tyson was roaring the loudest as their half-brother was attacking Percy. The cyclops didn't do well with sibling-rivalry (which was why he had been very happy that Triton and Percy 'got along' now).
"Brother!", exclaimed Tyson, struggling against the dolphins. "Bad fishes!"
"Ty, calm down", suggested Grover next to the cyclops concerned. "You'll only distract Percy."
Tyson looked upset, but he settled down some. He didn't want to catch his brother's attention at the wrong moment and get Percy hurt. Percy was already struggling enough against Chrysaor. The blasted son of Poseidon and Medusa was tough and his back-up was literally tied up.
"You're a pretty one", noted Chrysaor and held onto Percy's chin.
"Let go of our Percy!", exclaimed Connor furiously, struggling in the hold of the dolphins.
"You're my little brother, the one whoring around on Olympus, aren't you?", smirked Chrysaor.
The pirate with the golden mask was leering down at Percy as though Percy was an especially ripe piece of meat. Percy gulped and shifted uncomfortably. This guy had overpowered him so easily, thrown Riptide overboard and Percy was still waiting for his sword to return to him. But Percy wasn't the only one who's heart was beating frantically. Sure, everyone was trying to figure a way out to help, to free themselves, but most of them knew Percy, had known him for years. They knew Percy could hold his weight. But Jason didn't know Percy that well. He only saw the boy he had just gotten together, being molested by a monster. The pirate had his hands on Percy's butt, groping it. And the blonde Roman was very much like his father; he was possessive and he didn't like when others touched what was his. The intentions of Chrysaor were very obvious. Jason was seething. Similar to Jason, Octavian didn't count in many chances for Percy. But unlike the son of Jupiter, Octavian kept a clearer mind. He was a manipulator, not a fighter.
"You will anger our captain if you don't let us go soon", warned Octavian. "Captain Bacchus won't like that you delayed us. We're just on our way to deliver his... precious possession over there. The one your captain is molesting. Imagine how angry Lord Bacchus will be once he learns of that."
The dolphins grew antsy, concerned. Dionysus had been the one to turn them into dolphins. Octavian smirked as he saw them fidget and stare anxiously over at their own captain.
"He's right!", agreed Annabeth loudly. "Everybody knows Percy is the gods' lover. What do you imagine Dionysus will do if he learns that you helped Chrysaor kidnapping Dionysus' most valued possession? He'll do far worse than turn you into dolphins, that much is for sure!"
"If you help us now and retreat, surely we can forget about this incident", added Malcolm.
The dolphins went into a frenzy of fear and actually pushed Chrysaor overboard, the fear pushing their adrenaline. The demigods can only stand and stare surprised after them. Riptide returned to Percy's pocket and he wasn't sure what to think when Octavian and Jason pulled him up.
"Are you alright? Did he hurt you? Do you want to sit down?", asked Jason in a rush.
"Dude, he groped me. I'm fine", grunted Percy with a deadpan.
Travis and Connor exchanged an amused look. They had been angry too that this jerk was touching their Percy, but they also knew that if the pirate had gone any farther, Percy would have broken the dude's arm and kicked his ass. It was Percy Jackson they were talking about, after all.
