Spirit Space- A Percy Jackson Titans Curse AU

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"So uh.. I'm assuming you know how to fly this thing?" I ask timidly. Shifting my body uncomfortable in the passenger seat.

"You have nothing to worry about, Will. This baby can take you almost anywhere in the universe. It's capable of two warp jumps when it's fully fueled!" Christopher explained. 

"How do we fuel it anyways? Is it like the Olympus?" 

"Nah, the Olympus is huge so we need to use heavyweight refined kerosene. and tons of it. But this little pod ship can run on electricity. It takes 5 hours to fully charge, but can drive up to.. 200 light-years?" 

"You sound unsure." I countered.

"Well, we never actually tested the battery life." Christopher shrugged.  

Upon my reaction he hastily added, "We should be fine though! Short distance travel isn't an issue."

Given the scopes of this pod ship, I can't help but be impressed yet nervous at the same time. If what Christopher said proves to be true, this vehicle would be perfect for my mission. 

"Like I said, this is a prototype right now. Only the Hephaestus cabin can access it, to make changes and stuff.  

My plans flew out the window. 

"I see." 

"Chris, you're approaching the last location the rivet was!" his watch chimed.

"I don't see anything in sight though," he replied. 

"Search the area!" echoed a distant scream.

Christopher begins to move the steering wheel, guiding the pod ship to the right. He flipped a switch and head lights flickered on. 

"Will, there should be a slot where you can slide your hand into. The arm will automatically link up to your motions. When we see the screw, you need to grab it." Christopher instructed.

I look around and see a panel in front of the passenger seat. When I stick my right hand in, the arm extends from the side of the ship. I make a fist, the arm does the same. 

"Oh hoho- I could have fun with this," I chuckle. "If you were driving this solo, how would you use the arm at the same time as you pilot?" 

"I uh.. might need to make adjustments. Move the panel closer to the pilot. Maybe add it onto the the chair arms?" Christopher mumbled.

"Uh huh." 

"I'm getting side tracked. We should focus at the task at hand. Have you seen anything?" he said, holding up his watch and broadcasting the diagram again. 

"Got it," I replied. 

He flicked his watch off. 

The head lights on the ship scanned the empty space. Flying in the huge Olympus, it was like living on a small planet. But now, in the small pod-ship, the vastness of space was truly astounding. 

There was a theory, before inter-galactic space travel, that contemplated whether Earth was truly alone. Why was it that Earth was the only planet that had life. In the vastness of the universe, why was it that we were alone? Of course, people believed in extraterrestrials. But research and advancement hasn't gone that far.

 "Will? Will? Earth to Will," Christopher's voice brought me away from my thoughts.

"Sorry, I was zoning out," I apologized.

"Yeah well, zone out later. You had me concerned that the air was starting to cut out," he shuddered. "The Olympus generates oxygen through a constant cycle of electrolysis, but smaller ships rely on a restocking of water."

"Woah woah, machine talk."

Christopher laughed, "The Olympus recycles anything liquid using solar panels and a process called electrolysis to create an infinite supply of oxygen. But smaller ships need a supply of water and a battery for the same process."

"Where does this water go?" 

"Side of the ship. A lot of the mechanics are hidden by the exterior and interior plates. The walls around us can be removed to access everything. Similar to a cars docking at a gas station to get more gasoline, you'd just pour the water into this little flap on the right side."

"Cars huh?" I quirk.

"Crazy simple engineering of the past," Christopher replied, "A lot of the inspiration behind this baby came from them."

"Interesting," I turn away from the open space, staring at the panel my hand was in.  When a chunk of debris floated by, I motioned to brush it aside. The mechanical arm pushed the rock away. 

"You seem pretty interested in the engineering behind this ship," Christopher said.

"Yeah, it's always nice to learn something new. Plus, I though you Hephaestus kids loved to talk about your creations," I reply.

At my remark, he puffed up a bit with pride. "This baby was the combined efforts of many skilled engineers. It took nearly a year, but she's well crafted."

"Very speedy. But is it sturdy?" I asked.

"Of course. Nothing but the best plating for-" His explanation was cut off short when suddenly the entire ship was jostled. 

We shook in out seats. Steadying himself, Christopher looked for what had hit us. 

"There! It's the rivet!" he exclaimed. 

When they said we were looking for a screw, I expected something the size of my thumb. But what floated in front of us, was a decently sized boulder's worth of metal.

"You didn't tell me it was this huge! What do you even need it for?" I said.

"Long story short, it holds together two panels on our very large engine. Can you grab it?" he answered.

I grab at the chunk, missing a couple of times, but in the end managed to get an okay grip on one of the corners. Christopher flicked open his watch, calling up Elina. She picked up immediately. 

"Did you find it?" 

"Yes! Will has a firm grip on the rivet." His report was interrupted by a chorus of cheers."We'll be back in five minutes, I'm planning to floor it."

"Bring it back safely!" Elina said. 

"You got it." we replied. 

-

I swear this entire thing isn't just a large science lesson.