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percy POV
Great, percy thought. Now he had nearly 150 very angry (and very wet) golden soldiers and a 9ft tall shining goddess on the upside his pen/sword had returned to his pocket. Yep, percy thought now he could take on a 150 instead of just 40. He was dead but he wasn't going to go down with out a fight, he'd do that for annabeth, she would want him to at least try and survive.
The golden warriors kept on advancing. 'Halt' yeld the goddess. Suddenly they stopped looking from the goddess to percy and then back to the goddess. Thank the gods or the goddesess whatever.
They bowd, he doudted it was to him though he could always hope. Percy also thought about bowing to the goddess to but then thought bugger it, he carried her here thats enough respect for today.
'Children of Rome i have brought you the son of Neptune-' she yelled.
'I carried you here old women' he muttered to himself but she carried on regardless.
'- he is the key to your problems' she yelled, what was it with it with her yelling?
'Oh and percy jackson' his name he thought, 'you have lost your mark of Achilles but dig deep into your self, your mortal self and their you will find a power that will give you the strength, you must bring back Thebes or you will fall.' That was specificley to him.
'Can you tell me that again, without the riddles,' she raised her eyebrows and smiled and then flashed and was gone. The gold people where no longer knealing, they where looking at him with curiosty and a little fear. That river trick worked then. Maybe a little to well.
'Whats your name, boy?' their was girl obviousley in chrage with regal features and a bed sheet over her armour, he almost laughed but managed to stifle it, he guessed she'd get angry he laughed at her bed sheet. 'Did you hear me?' She asked a bit angry now.
'Uh yeah, erm its well its Percy Jackson erm my memories evaporated so could you like you know not kill me and er help.' Smooth he thought.
'Well then percy jackson you will come with me, Hazel, Frank to me.' A girl and a guy came up next to him grabbed him by his arms.
'Whoa, i ain't going anywhere with you, unless you give me awnsers' Percy struggled but he guy frank was a huge african american, he couldn't over power him but the girl was much smaller, hmm crazy idea.
'You don't have a choice' she responded. She was almost right.
He moved fast he slung the girl into the large guy they took a quik tumble brought his pen out and flicked the cap off, they backed up in shock, one of them thrust forward he paraid and hit him with the hilt of riptide. Another guy attacked he dodged and paraid his second strike. Did these guys do nothing but stab? Percy disarmed him and put the tip of riptide to his throat. He didn't remove the point from the guys throat and percy glared at them.
'Now i want you to answer my questions.' He said staring down the girl in the armour.
'You know you can't win, don't you?' It sounded like a question, probably of his sanity. he'd attacked 200 heavily armed youths, so it was probably a fair question.
'You've seen my talent, how many do think i can kill before i go down?' She glanced behind him and he heard a sword being drawn 'Hazel, Frank stay there or this guy gets it.' Percy dug riptide a little more into his chin, he wasn't going to kill him but they didn't need to know that.
'fine i shall answer your questions,' she'd surrendered, and the warriors looked at her quizcaly but the one with the sword under hid throat seemed so releived he almost collapsed but percy's point stayed under his throat he was his only leverage.
'Good' he said trying to sound incontrol and powerful but in truth he new his fear factor couldn't hold. 'Where am i?' She looked surprised he had risked so much for such a simple question.
'Why your at camp Jupiter, and before you ask who we are, i'll awnser your that question to we are demigods now we shall carry on this conversation inside.'
Nodding, percy's sword tip lowered as soon as he did a hilt of another sword hit him on the back of the head percy collasped like a sock puppet thinking, now im in for it.
