The New Trinity -- Percy Jackson Batman Crossover -- The Olympian Heroes Book 4

22. Annabeth

"Missy?" I asked "is he being serious?"
Percy snickered "Missy"
“Don’t break the rules,” Eurytion interrupted us as we walked up the steps to the front porch. “No fighting. No drawing weapons. And don’t make any comments about the boss’s appearance.”
“Why?” Percy asked “What does he look like?”
Before Eurytion could reply, a new voice said, “Welcome to the Triple G
Ranch.”
The man on the porch had a normal head, which was a relief. His face was weathered and brown from years in the sun. He had a slick black hair and a black pencil moustache like villains have in old movies. He smiled at us, but the smile wasn’t friendly; more amused, like Oh boy, more people to torture! I looked around for all possible means of escape.
I didn’t ponder that very long, though, because then I noticed his
body…or bodies. He had three of them.  He was three complete people. His neck connected to the middle chest like normal, but he had two more chests, one to either side, connected at the shoulders, with a
few inches between. His left arm grew out of his left chest, and the same on the right, so he had two arms, but four armpits, if that makes any sense. The chests all connected into one enormous torso, with two regular but very beefy legs, and he wore the most oversized pair of Levis I’d ever seen. His chests each wore a different color Western shirt—green, yellow, red, like a stoplight. I wondered how he dressed the middle chest, since it had no arms.
The cowherd Eurytion nudged me. “Say Hello to Mr. Geryon.”
“Hi,” Percy said “Nice chests—uh, ranch! Nice ranch you have.”
I face palmed
Before the three-bodied man could respond, Nico di Angelo came out of
the glass doors onto the porch. “Geryon, I won’t wait for—”
He froze when he saw us. Then he drew his sword. The blade was pure black was that...Stygian Iron
Geryon snarled when he saw it. “Put that away, Mr. di Angelo. I ain’t
gonna have my guests killin’ each other.”
“But that’s-"
“Percy Jackson,” Geryon supplied. “Annabeth Chase. And a couple of
their monster friends. Yes, I know.”
“Monster friends?” Grover said indignantly.
“That man is wearing three shirts,” Tyson said, like he was just realizing
this.
“They let my sister die!” Nico’s voice trembled with rage. “They’re here
to kill me!”
“Nico, we’re not here to kill you.” Percy raised my hands. “What happened to Bianca was-”
“Don’t speak her name! You’re not worthy to even talk about her!”
“Wait a minute,” I pointed at Geryon. “How do you know our names?”
The three-bodied man winked. “I make it my business to keep informed, darlin’. Everybody pops into the ranch from time to time. Everyone needs something from ole Geryon. Now, Mr. di Angelo, put that ugly sword away before I have Eurytion take it form you.”
"Darlin?" I asked
Eurytion sighed, but he hefted his spiked club. At his feet, Orthus growled.
Nico hesitated, but reluctantly, he sheathed his sword. “If you come near me, Percy, I’ll summon help. You don’t want to meet my helpers, I promise.”
“I believe you,” Percy said 
Geryon patted Nico’s shoulder. “There, we’ve all made nice. Now come along, folks. I want to give you a tour of the ranch.”

I paced the small living room in the house waiting for Percy. Turns out the 'tour' was of the farm where Geryon sold endangered species. And food and weapons to Luke. Along with Half-bloods. Nico was part of that deal.
I twisted my gloves in my hands still waiting. Percy, being the impulse boy he is had to go make a deal.
Geryon narrowed his eyes. “What sort of deal? Do you have gold?”
“I’ve got something better. Barter.”
“But Mr. Jackson, you’ve got nothing.”
“You could have him clean the stables,” Eurytion suggested innocently.
“I’ll do it!” he said. “If I fail, you get all of us. Trade us all to Luke for
gold.”
“Assuming the horses don’t eat you,” Geryon observed.
“Either way, you get my friends,” Percy pointed out “But if I succeed, you’ve got to let all of us go, including Nico.”
“No!” Nico screamed. “Don’t do me any favors, Percy. I don’t want your
help!”
Geryon chuckled. “Percy Jackson, those stables haven’t been cleaned in a
thousand years…though it’s true I might be able to sell more stable space if all that poop was cleared away.”
“So what have you got to lose?”
The rancher hesitated. “All right, I’ll accept your offer, but you have to
get it done by sunset. If you fail, your friends get sold, and I get rich.”
“Deal.”
He nodded. “I’m going to take your friends with me, back to the lodge.
We’ll wait for you there.”
Eurytion gave me a funny look. It might have been sympathy. He whistled, and the dog jumped off percu and onto my lap. I jumped.
Percy got out of the car and locked eyes with me.
“I hope you know what you’re doing,” I said
“I hope so, too.”
Geryon got behind the driver’s wheel. Eurytion hauled Nico into the
backseat.
“Sunset,” Geryon reminded us. “No later.”
He laughed at me once more, sounded his cowbell horn, and the moo-
mobile rumbled off down the trail.
"Would you stop?" Nico asked irritably
I ignored him.
"He's probably dead already" Nico mumbled making Tyson begin to tear up
"No he's not" I said
"Whatever" Nico mumbled standing
"What are you doing?" I asked
"Finding a way out of here" he said "it's not like Percy's gonna be able to finish. He probably just ran off and left us here"
"He didn't" I insisted but Nico was right we needed a backup plan just in case Percy failed.
"Fine" I said "we'll help"
"Help?" Grover asked worriedly
"Help to escape and get Percy out"
"I'm not helping Percy and I don't need your help" Nico said
"You do if you want a chance to get out of here" I said "do you really think you can take out Eurytion, Geryon, and the dog?"
"Yes" he said pushing past me
"C'mon guys let's help" I said as Nico got near the door
"But-"
"C'mon goat boy" I said grabbing Grover's arm and pulling him along with Tyson.

Turns out Eurytion was prepared when we got out the front door. Lets just say things didn't go to well for us. While we were tied up in the corner of the deck, Geryon and Eurytion were preparing for a Barbecue.
"Annabeth"
"What?" I asked glancing back to Grover
"I didn't say anything" Grover bleated
I glanced to Tyson who was looking up at a butterfly that was flying above us. Nico shrugged when I looked towards him.
"Keep quiet or we'll gag you!" Geryon shouted as he put beef patties on the grill
"Annabeth!"
"What?" I asked again
"Annabeth your mic is off I can't hear you"
I sighed it was Barbara "Grover can you reach my watch?"
"No" he said I looked to Tyson again but he was still mesmerized by the butterfly.
"Nico please" I begged
He rolled his eyes but twisted his hand and reached for my watch
"Just press the button on the left side twice- other left!" I groaned "no the other-"
"Annabeth thank goodness!"
I sighed "hey Barbara"
"One second you're at camp the next you're underground, headed towards a volcano and i-"
"Volcano?" I asked
"Yeah" she said "anyways then I lost your signal where were you?"
"Long story" I answered "is everything alright?"
"Yes" she answered "on my side. I'm more worried about you"
"Look I can't really...uh talk right now" I said
"Keep it down!" Geryon shouted again
"Listen you're in trouble Annabeth" Barbara said and I heard keys tapping from her computer "Conner went missing. And then just yesterday so did Zatanna. And now according to this you and Percy are heading right into...well I'm not sure what"
I frowned who would be able to take Zatanna and Conner?
"Someone is taking heroes" Barbara said "you and Percy need to keep an eye out. And please for Gotham's sake do not go back into that cave or wherever you were"
I frowned "why?"
"There's a large gathering of...something I'm not quite sure what and i-"
"I warned y'all!" Geryon stood above me
"Annabeth what's happening?"
"Uh...tell Cass I miss her" I whispered "love you Barb-"
"Eurytion, go get something to use for a gag!"
"Nico do you mind hitting the right button once?" I asked
"Annabeth don't you dare disconnect me I swear-"
Nico reached my watch and with that Barbara's voice disappeared.

“Let them go!” Percy yelled as he climbed the stepped up to the patio “I cleaned the stables!”
Geryon turned “Did you, now? How’d you manage it?”
Percy impatiently told the story about how he used sea shells and the water inside
He nodded appreciatively. “Very ingenious. It would’ve been better if
you’d poisoned that pesky naiad, but no matter.”
“Let my friends go,” Percy said. “We had a deal.”
“Ah, I’ve been thinking about that. The problem is, if I let them go, I
don’t get paid.”
“You promised!”
Geryon made a tsk-tsk noise. “But did you make me swear on the River
Styx? No you didn’t. So it’s not binding. When you’re conducting business, sonny, you should always get a binding oath.”
Percy drew Riptide and I struggled against the ropes trying to break free. Orthus growled. One head leaned down next to Grover’s ear and bared its fangs.
“Eurytion,” Geryon said, “the boy is starting to annoy me. Kill him.”
Eurytion studied me. I didn’t like my odds against him and that huge club.
“Kill him yourself,” Eurytion said.
Geryon raised his eyebrows. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” Eurytion grumbled. “You keep sending me out to do
your dirty work. You pick fights for no good reason, and I’m getting tired of
dying for you. You want to fight the kid, do it yourself.”
It was the most un-Areslike thing I’d ever heard son of Ares say.
Geryon threw down his spatula. “You dare defy me? I should fire you
right now!”
“And who’d take care of your cattle? Orthus, heel.”
The dog immediately stopped growling at Grover and came to sit by the cowherd’s feet.
“Fine!” Geryon snarled. “I’ll deal with you later, after the boy is dead!”
He picked up two carving knives and threw them at Percy, hedeflected one with his sword. The other impaled itself in the picnic table an inch from Eurytion’s hand.
Percy went on the attack. Geryon parried my first strike with a pair of red-hot tongs and lunged at my face with a barbecue fork. Percy got inside his next thrust and stabbed him right through the middle chest.
“Aghhh!” He crumpled to his knees But he just grimaced and started to stand up. The wound in his chef’s apron started to heal.
“Nice try, sonny,” he said. “Thing is, I have three hearts. The perfect
backup system.”
He tipped over the barbecue, and coals spilled everywhere. One landed next to my face and I yelped.
With that Percy sprinted for the house running away like a coward.
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