Chapter 6

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Zekeal-

Percy's POV

Zekeal did the stupidest thing that he could do. He charged the Cyclopes.

The leader, holding a club that looked like it was made from a crumpled-up car, swatted him away like a fly. He crashed into a table, hit his head, and fell unconscious.

Loser, I thought.

"Look out!" Thalia screamed.

I turned back to the Cyclopes, just in time to see a club smash into my head. Searing pain erupted on my forehead. I think I broke my skull.

"Percy!" Thalia and Annabeth yelled.

They rushed over, completely forgetting the monsters. "You okay man?" Nico asked.

"I just got clubbed on the head. Do you think I'm okay?" I said sarcastically.

Nico laughed halfheartedly.

I got up, ignoring the pain in my head. "Okay, guys. Let's just get this over with. After that let's bring him-" I pointed at Zekeal "-to camp. Got it?"

Then we charged.

I battled two Cyclopes at once. In the midst of the fighting, I couldn't help but stare in awe at Thalia's awesome battle skills. It was so unique, so different, that even the Cyclopes seemed to stare at her, amazed.

She leaped through blades, slashing her spear like she was dancing. Cyclops after Cyclops fell beneath her spear like it was a living thing, not anymore a weapon.

In record time, I took out three Cyclops with Riptide; Thalia took out four, Annabeth two, and Nico one.

"Wow man, you've got a stygian iron sword and you took out only one?" I taunted Nico.

He gave me one of his death glares that reminded me of Thalia's. "Shut up."

I turned to an unconscious Zekeal. "Well, let's get him to camp."

Finding a cab was easy. But the problem was that the driver was a little bit worried about having an unconscious kid in the backseat.

"Hey, is he all right in there?" He questioned. "He looks dead to me."

"Oh, he's fine. Nothing to worry about." Thalia assured him.

Once we got back to camp, we hurried Zekeal to the infirmary, where Chiron was standing there, working on someone's wounds.

When he saw us, he trotted over. "Good evening, everyone. What brings you here?" Then he noticed Zekeal. "Who, in the name of the gods, is this?"

"This is Zekeal." I said. "Possible son of Athena, by the looks of him. We're sure he's a demigod, though, seeing as the borders didn't stop him."

Chiron nodded. "Well, bring him there." He pointed to an empty bed in the far corner of the room. "I will tend to him until he wakes up."

"Thanks." I said.

And we left.

Zekeal's POV (I really wanted to put this LOL)

"Ow."
I rubbed my forehead, where it felt that I just hit a table, hard. Oh wait, if I remember correctly, I did, last night. But more importantly, who, or what were those things that attacked us last night? Where were the teenagers last night? Were they okay? And where the hell am I?

"Cyclopes attacked you last night. Percy, Thalia, and the others are already at their morning activities. They saved you from that attack, to which you should be grateful. And you are here in the infirmary at Camp Hal-Blood." An old man in a wheelchair said to me as if he was reading my mind.

"Uhhh…" I said smartly.

"Oh, right. I almost forgot. You still don't know anything. Well, to start things off, let me ask you something. Do you know your parents?" he asked.

I grimaced at the word "parents". "I never knew my mom. She left before I was born. My dad, on the other hand, went crazy when I was little, always saying things about stupid gods and how they ruined his life. He died in the Asylum last year."

He nodded in understanding. "Well, that sums it up. Do you know anything about Greek mythology?"

"Yes." I answered. "I do."

He sat up straighter. "Well then, what if I told you that all of those myths were true?"

"I would probably borrow a phone, call the nuthouse, report you for being crazy, and run out of here as fast as I can."

He laughed softly. "Well, you've got your chance, because I can tell you this with total confidence. The gods are real. And you, child, are one of the offspring of the Olympians. You are a demigod."

I couldn't believe my ears. "Demigod? Me? Dude, you are a hundred percent crazy. I'm outta here." I swung out of bed, gave him a dirty look, and bolted for the door.

"What about those Cyclopes last night?" I heard him say behind me. "Do you think those aren't real? Go out of this place, child, now that you know who you are, and you will not survive the night."

I turned back to face him. "Oh yeah? Then watch me."

Then I left.

When I reached my apartment on the fifth floor, I was surprised to find that the door was unlocked. Thinking that a burglar must be inside, I balled my fists, slowly and quietly opened the door, and sneaked inside.

Someone was inside, alright, but it wasn't a burglar, unless burglars wear black lingeries and lacey bras to their heists.

I gulped. "Who-who are you?" She was pretty hot, with black hair, red irises, a curved, slim figure, skinny arms, and ample thighs. Oh, and she was clad in only a black lingerie and bra.

"I-" she took a step closer to me by the front door. "am here to give you pleasure."

"I-I" I couldn't think of anything to say. Was this really happening?

Every step she took only increased the tension building up inside me. Once she was so close to me that I could hear her breath, she rubbed my chest seductively. Then, leaning so close to my ear, she whispered, "Goodbye, demigod."

I wasn't expecting that. "What?"

But when I looked at her again, her hair was already burning. Living flames had replaced her black hair, and fangs were protruding from her mouth. Her legs, however, almost gave me a heart attack when I saw them. One looked like a human leg, but it was made of bronze, while the other one looked strangely like a donkey's foot. She was still wearing her lingerie and bra, a fact which I found funny, only if she wasn't on the verge of trying to eat me.

"Holy!" I shouted, and ran for the stairs.

For a weird vampire-goat-robot thing, she ran fast. Luckily, I made it outside, and it was raining. The monster came out moments later after I did, her hair steaming when rain hit it.

There was an alley in front of me. I ran for it like my life depended on it, which it probably did, and hid behind the dumpster (common scene. I know…I know…), hoping and praying to God that she wouldn't find me.

"Where are you, demigod? Come out here and give a little kiss." She hissed from the street.

I squeezed myself into the corner so she wouldn't see me. But unfortunately, my foot hit a rock, which tumbled about and gave her a reason to turn to the alley.

She slowly walked towards it. I closed my eyes, praying that she would just turn away and vanish. I think I was already crying.

Suddenly, there silence. I checked, and in place of the monster, there was the guy last night, from the restaurant.

"Ready to go back?" he asked sarcastically.

I just nodded.

Sorry for not updating for so long, but school was torture! Anyway, if you like this story, also check out "Chance Meeting". It's a crossover story of Percy Jackson and the Olympians and Kane Chronicles. READ & REVIEW!