Chapter 5: A bet on the Future

"Okay, Tyson, you stick with your brother and company, they are going to sneak out tonight, carry light okay." The plans were being set and the Cyclops was ever eager to follow his friend's plan.

"Alright, but what about you?" Tyson enquired, a little confused at the way the demi-saiyan god's mind was working.

"Ah I'll kick back and see how things go, but if I see that the time I allotted them is exceeded, I will intervene." Gohan leaned back on the bench and crossed his legs. "And if my senses are not wrong, you better pack now and move."

"Oh! Thanks!" He watched the Cyclops run with the wind and disappear into the cabin before bursting out with his back, which was light but loud. The demi-saiyan shook his head with a small smile tugging the corner of his lips.

"It would seem that you like games." Gohan gave a small shrug and looked up into the night sky.

"Who doesn't? Besides it could help their relationship."Chiron gave a small sigh. "I hope you know between whom all I meant?" The brother of Zeus looked curiously at the back of the young god.

"What might you be meaning?" Chiron questioned cautiously.

Gohan let out another sigh as he sat up slowly. "The girl, Annabeth, we had a little talk..." Light dawned on the centaur. "A Cyclops was the one who made Thalia's life at stake, right? Although I don't understand the whole tree thing, I can understand the fear and anger she displays in her hostile personality towards Tyson." He placed his arms on either side of his thighs and leaned forward, looking into the grass covered ground.

A thoughtful look came on Chiron's face. "I suppose that would be detailed information you have collected, but it still does not explain your thoughts on helping the daughter of Zeus and the sons of Poseidon or maybe the daughter of Ares." The wise man asked him, folding his arms firmly.

Letting out a sigh Gohan stood up. "Mr. Chiron, I know where you are going with this, and I can assure you that this is no game, the part where I intend to help the ladies and gentlemen who are risking their lives." He spoke truthfully, but Chiron was not satisfied.

"How can I be assured when you give me no proof, and the ones that I have right now is that you are an enemy to the Greeks." He gave a critical look at the god.

"I cannot change your views on me with words, but I am a firm believer of the ideology that a child does not represent their parents in everything. Maybe in colour or appearance, even in the occupation, but each individual can choose his or her own path. My friend and mentor was the son of a sworn enemy of my father, and his father tried to encrypt that hatred in him too but ultimately that failed." His words were rather convincing to the Camp Activities director and he let the matter slide, at least for now.

"Fair enough, I will not pursue the matter anytime soon, I take my leave." Chiron turned around and began to make his way back to his cabin.

"So what are your bets on?" Chiron paused and turned around to give a glance at the demi-saiyan who didn't bother to look at him.

"Pardon?" The son of Kronos asked.

Gohan let out a sigh and stood up, but didn't turn around. "Your bets, what are you placing them on?" He asked.

Looking curiously at the demi-saiyan god, Chiron cautiously asked. "Bets on what, if I may ask?"

"Will Percy Jackson destroy Olympus or not." Chiron's eyes widened at the casual words the god spoke.

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An old yellow American cab raced through the woods at high speed, dodging trees and running over shrubs and bushes. "This is crazy!" Grover yelled as the three mad eyeless monster ladies drove the taxi with one eye, that too not with the driver.

"Quit your yelling boy, we are professionals here, you think we don't know what we are doing?" The one in the middle turned to look at the satyr which made the remaining two turn around. Considering the fact that they were in the forest and there were a lot of trees, the passengers yelled in fear.

"Ahhhh! A tree!" Grover screamed in fear at the big tree that was up ahead.

"Huh?! Oh split split split split!" They scrambled here and there with the levers before finding the right one. And finally when the taxi managed to reach the highway, Percy had the one eye the taxi drivers possessed in his hand.

"Now tell us what you know about the prophecy or I am throwing this out!" He threatened with the eye outside the window.

"Ok ok! Damn brats...listen carefully Percy Jackson, I am not going to repeat this." She said, drawing all of the demigods attention to her. "30, 31, 75, 12."

Looking at the trio in confusion, the half blood pointed out. "What? Those are just numbers!" Percy yelled, but Annabeth grabbed the eye from him.

Swiftly catching the eye thrown at her, Anger grumbled. "You will understand them when it's time!"

Holding Percy's shoulder in a vice grip, Annabeth grabbed his attention. "There, at least you got something!" The Goddess of Fight's daughter encouraged. "And, I think we are running out of Drachmas..." She said as she looked at the meter.

"WHAT!" The three sisters sharply turned around to look at the young woman who revealed the shortage of funds to them. "Out of drachmas? You think we are running a charity here?" With that they hit the brakes; hard. So hard that the taxi made a somersault and landed at right on the sidewalk of Washington D. C.

"Great!" Grover grumbled in frustration and took out his crutches.

Tyson on the other hand was more enthusiastic. "Well I clearly would have mistaken that over there for Olympus." He cheerfully joked.

"Well I am glad that you didn't." Annabeth grumbled frustrated as she began to walk forward, followed by Grover and Percy, the latter pushing his half brother along with him.

"Come on we need to get moving." Percy pushed his awed brother to move, which was quite difficult, with him being more stronger than an average half blood.

After walking for a while, Grover stopped and turned to his friends. "Well I am hungry, you guys thinking what I am thinking?" All of their faces had smiles.

"Actually no, but I guess if I follow you I will get to eat?" Tyson gave a stupid grin as he was glared down by Annabeth.

"Yea..." Grover spoke a bit insulted comically. "Wherever I go, you get food..." Especially the Cyclops with the Golden Fleece.

That was how Grover held out a cup of the heavenly liquid that could turn to a person's favourite upon drinking. "What is this?" Tyson looked at the cup curiously.

"That my friend, is Nectar, if you haven't had, you haven't lived." Grover took a sip and let out a sigh and walked away to join the rest.

Tyson after a few moments of observing took a sigh. "I have lived." He spoke with a smile. With their stomachs full and their energy restored, the Olympian younglings and their ally Satyr picked up their journey once again.

A few minutes passed and the group was rather very quiet for a group of teenagers. "I still can't believe someone as strong as Gohan can exist." Percy broke the silence as Annabeth clearly didn't want to say anything in the presence of his 'brother' and Grover was too preoccupied with the worry of meeting the Cyclops that guards the thing they seek the most.

"Well he was titled as a God by Chiron, so it shouldn't be much of a surprise." Annabeth replied with a small frown.

"I think he was pretty cool, yea, dad got socked pretty bad, but still, that was like." He fell into a rough fighting stance and swung his fist around. "This!" He once again air boxed. "And this!" Of course this grabbed the attention of the people walking on the sidewalk.

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"Thanks for the clothes Mr. Chiron." Gohan gave a small bow to the son of the Titan King.

"It was my pleasure." He replied in kind at the demi-saiyan god who stood in jeans and a denim full sleeved shirt with half the buttons open from the tom showing a black t shirt and a pair of white sneakers with blue marks. "Might I add that you look very good in the new grabs?"

"Thanks, I appreciate it; anyway, let the other thing remain between us only, okay?" Gohan straightened and turned around.

Giving a curt nod, he replied in kind. "That would be the most appropriate decision at the moment, all the best in your journey." Chiron gave a wave at the departing man.

"Yeah well, something tells me I will have to let things roll out by itself..." Gohan let out a sigh and began to fly.

Within a few minutes, he was already on the trail of the group sent after the fleece. This world was weird, that was his conclusion. The God's were crazy, they were angry and they are spoiled rotten. He was sure his brother had more maturity then these morons. Not to mention the constant wave of heat that flooded his body when he thinks of a fight. The challenge here was too little for the Saiyan blood, added with the pure energy that couldn't exit his body as long as he was in a different dimension.

Then he felt it, the power was contained and hidden, but what he could feel was more than what the God's here had. And upon instinct, his blood jumped, a smirk formed on his lips as he smirked at the arriving dot of power.

But all his thoughts stopped when the enemy arrived. Silky raven hair swayed with the wind, soft jackal ears twitched on her head as her golden eyes stared into his soul through his eyes, her lips were drawn in a tight line, but the fullness of it was never hidden, her tan skin covered by the Egyptian clothes had a thin sheet of sweat. Never has he met a woman like this, and never has he felt his insides take a sudden coil.

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Short chapter, I know, but unfortunately, college started and I have to restrict my contribution to one hour only on every working day. So sorry.

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