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Now without further ado, here’s the next chapter!

Chapter Quote:

“The price of greatness is responsibility.”

~Winston Churchill

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Chapter 2: We're Going to Cause Hell

Derek 

Bryn finally realized her leg was broken just before the group was about to head out to the car.  Derek lifted her up in his arms and carried her to the car.  It had been decided Silena and Annabeth would take Derek’s car while Derek and Bryn went with Percy in the Jackson’s Nissan Rogue.

Derek helped his friend get in the car before getting in himself.  Percy quickly loaded their suitcases into the trunk before hopping into the driver’s seat and driving to Camp Half Blood like Hades was after him (again).  Derek lifted Bryn’s broken leg into his lap before speaking healing spells.  Slowly, the bone started to snap back into place and the skin began to heal itself.  The entire time, Bryn never uttered a word; she simply sat in her seat, staring at the floor of the car, deep in thought.  Percy glanced back at the two demigods every few seconds making sure they were okay.  Derek could tell Mr. Jackson was extremely worried about not only his son, but Bryn as well.  No one had seen Bryn lose her composure that badly, not even Derek in the ten years he’d known her.  Something about Luke had changed her disposition.  Whether that was a good or bad thing, Derek couldn’t quite figure out yet.

His phone buzzed.  Taking it out of his pocket, Derek saw it was from Silena.  The text read: How is she?

He replied: Completely silent.  Won’t say a word.

After that they didn’t text anymore.

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When they arrived at camp, Derek hopped out of the car so he could help Bryn out.  He didn’t need to.  She was already walking towards the Big House.  She refused to look up at anything.  Derek ran to catch up with her.

“Bryn?” He asked.  When she didn’t respond, he repeated her name again.

And again.

And again.

When she never answered him, he grabbed her roughly by the shoulders and forced her to face him.  Surprised by the suddenness of his action, Bryn actually looked up, her eyes rather wide and innocent looking, as if she’d had no idea he’d even been walking next to her, let alone calling her name.

“I’ve called your names multiple times and you didn’t even look at me.  Say something, Bryn.  Please.  You’re starting to scare me,” Derek admitted.

Bryn gulped. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I-I didn’t know.”

“Let’s get to Chiron.  He’ll help us get Luke back.”

“I have to go rescue him.  I have to.  It has to be me,” she said.

“I’ll go with you.  You know Silena will too.  Just tell us when we’re leaving and we’ll be ready.  Now let’s go.”  He took her by the hand, leading her to the Big House.  None of the lights were on, telling the two demigods everyone, including Chiron, was asleep.

“Hey!  Wait up!” Silena shouted.  She ran to them, skidding to a halt. “Mom and dad are talking about something.  They’ll be here in a minute.”

“What are they talking about?” Bryn demanded sharply.

Silena’s face scrunched up in half concern, half annoyance. “I don’t know.  They didn’t tell me.  Now are we going to knock on the door or are we going to stand out here like idiots?”

Bryn didn’t even bother knocking.  She walked right in, hollering for Chiron. Within two minutes, the centaur was down in the main room, staring with wide eyes at the three demigods.

“What on earth are you doing here children?  I thought you weren’t supposed to get here until tomorrow afternoon,” Chiron queried in amazement.

“Something rather unexpected has happened and we need a quest.  Immediately,” Bryn requested.

“Explain what happened first before we start making hasty decisions,” Chiron ordered kindly.  At that moment, Percy and Annabeth walked in.  They said solemn hellos to their old mentor. Afterwards, Bryn began to explain her walk with Luke and then the attack by the Laistrygonians.  The entire room cringed when they heard about one of the monsters slamming his club into her leg, which is what broke it; she apparently screamed from the injury.  Somehow, one Laistrygonian snuck up behind her and hit her in the head, knocking her to the ground.  This is where her vision became fuzzy and her memory of the incident choppy.  All she remembered was waking up to see a barely conscious, struggling Luke being dragged away.  That’s when Bryn ran back to the cabin in her frenzied state.

Derek studied his best friend.  She looked frazzled just reciting the incident and it worried him that she’d go back into the fanatical condition she’d just gotten over hardly two hours ago.

Chiron’s expression was grave and pained, as if he knew something no one else did. “This is grave indeed.  There shall be a quest.  I’ll call for Rachel to come immediately.”

The centaur reached for a phone, but there was no need for the red-haired Oracle came bursting through the door.  She was about to say something before realizing the Jacksons, Derek, and Bryn were all there. “Obviously,” Rachel began, “I don’t need to tell you Luke has been kidnapped.  My timing is getting rusty.”

“I’m glad you’re here, Rachel.  As the Oracle, the demigods here would like to have a quest to go rescue their friend and family member,” Chiron explained.

“I’d rescue him without one,” Bryn mumbled so only Derek could hear her.

Rachel nodded at the centaur and closed her eyes.  It didn’t take long for the greenish glow to take over her eyes.  She spoke in an eerie, scratchy voice:

“To rescue the missing legacy

From the leader of the unknown enemy,

Head to the garden of the Gods in the west.

The second shall know what route’s best,

Though the first shall get there before.

The enemy shall then face one of four.

Seven fighters will return,

Giving the enemy a misjudged concern.”

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Percy

Rachel’s eyes went back to normal as she fell towards the floor.  Percy caught her and gently placed her on the sofa.  He was used to catching her after she gave a prophecy.

“Is it just me or is that one of the most confusing prophecies ever?” Percy queried, looking over at his wife; Annabeth looked as confused as him.

“Who’s the first and who’s the second?  And why will seven return?  Does that mean more people will be gathered on the way?” Annabeth added.

“It must be.  Only three are allowed to go on quests unless in very special circumstances.  Chiron, I’m volunteering to go on this quest,” Bryn declared.  Her tone gave the impression that ‘no’ would not be an acceptable answer.

Chiron hesitated after looking over at Percy and Annabeth. “Miss Winchester, I believe it has already been decided who’s going.”

Bryn’s face fell. “No… no, Chiron.  It has to be me.  You don’t understand.  Luke’s kidnapping is my fault.  It’s my responsibility to get him back!” She argued.

“You’re emotionally compromised.  You have an attachment to Luke, a type of attachment I have not seen in many years.  The last time was… oh, when a group of five went to rescue one of their own.” Chiron looked over at Percy and Annabeth as he said this.  Percy looked down at his wife, remembering the adventure; they’d lost two people: Zoe Nightshade and Bianca di Angelo.  Percy also remembered his longing to save Annabeth, even when it meant following the real group without their knowing (that is until he went yelling to Thalia that Luke was after her).  In a nutshell, he understood the feelings Bryn was experiencing. “You are a great fighter, one of the best of the century, but I worry that you’re not thinking rationally.  Percy and Annabeth will go on the quest with another person.  I have a feeling I know who they’ll choose.”

Bryn turned to the elder Jacksons. “Please,” she begged, “please let me go.  It’s vital that I go.  I have to rescue him.”

Percy looked pained as he tried to come up with an easy way to let the daughter of Zeus down, especially when this meant so much to her.

“Bryn… we’re going to take Grover.  It’s nothing due to your fighting ability or lack of talent, but we work better with just the three of us.  I’m so sorry, but we will be bringing my son back alive and well,” Annabeth consoled.  Percy watched as the recipient of those words closed her eyes and hung her head in defeat.  She didn’t speak for a good two minutes before barely whispering, “Okay…”

“We’ll leave tomorrow morning, Chiron.  I’ll go alert Grover,” Percy offered.  He left the Big House.  Looking up at the sky, he saw the storm from the beach heading towards them.  He cringed at the thought of having to listen to howling wind again.  Something had pissed Zeus off.

Again.

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Silena 

Chiron dismissed the group of demigods from the meeting.  Percy and Annabeth went upstairs to a guest room in the Big House. Bryn, Derek, and Silena walked out with each other.  The group remained in silence during their stroll to their cabins.  Silena focused on the loud thunder in the distance.  A storm was coming.  She had no doubt this one wouldn’t skirt around Camp Half-Blood.

Bryn walked into Zeus’s cabin, shutting the door quietly behind her, very unlike her to do so with her temperament and all.  In fact, Silena was surprised Bryn had given in so easily to Percy and Annabeth desiring to go on the quest instead of her.  She had expected her best friend to be angry rather than almost completely submissive; but there was a first time for everything apparently.

Silena walked into the Athena cabin after kissing Derek goodnight.  All the campers, thankfully, were asleep and didn’t wake upon her entering the building.  Her suitcase was already there.  Some wood nymphs must’ve brought it.  She was just pulling out some pajamas when her phone buzzed.  Sliding the unlock button open, Silena read the text on her IPhone: Be ready in thirty.

It was from Bryn.

About two seconds later, another text came in.  This time Derek had sent it.  It read: I’m going with her.

Silena sighed.  No matter how much she meant to Derek, she knew that he would go with Bryn to the ends of the earth if he had to.  She had been his best friend for a much longer time than Silena had been his girlfriend.  At times, even as his girlfriend, she became rather jealous of Derek’s friendship with Bryn.  He told Bryn stuff he never told Silena, that she knew.  What it was about, she didn’t know.  Whatever he told Bryn, Bryn never told Silena.

Her face felt hot as Silena realized she was getting aggravated over something she shouldn’t.  She’d done the same thing to her boyfriend.  She’d told Bryn things she’d never told her boyfriend or her brother.

Silently chastising herself, she texted back to both Derek and Bryn: I’m in.

With that, Silena took out her backpack, the one from her last quest that could hold more than it looked thanks to a charm Bryn had performed on it.  Silena called it her ‘Hermione Granger bag.’  She stuffed in five pairs of shorts, three tank tops, two tee shirts, one sweatshirt, one jacket, one pair of pajamas, toothbrush, toothpaste, a book to pass time, and her IPhone charger.  In ten minutes, Silena was ready.  She texted Bryn, letting her know she was finished.  Her friend replied in a very adamant way that Silena was to stay there until the thirty minutes were over.

The twenty minutes passed slowly.  Silena passed it by pacing up and down quietly through her cabin, careful not to wake her friends.  No need to alert them she was here since she’d be leaving in twenty minutes.

Her thoughts went to her brother.  Where was he?  Was he injured badly?  Was he trying to escape?  Was the enemy torturing him as she walked powerlessly up and down her cabin?  Was her brother even-

“Silena?” Derek poked his head into the Athena cabin, cutting off her trail of thought. “Are you ready?”

“Is it already past twenty minutes?” Silena inquired, looking at her phone’s clock.

Sure enough, it had gone past.  She’d been pacing for twenty minutes.  Silena looked back up and nodded.  She grabbed her backpack and padded quietly outside.

“Bryn’s waiting for us at the top of Half-Blood Hill.  Let’s go!” he urged quietly.  The couple took off running, narrowly avoiding being seen by harpies.  Silena had heard that if the harpies catch you out of bed, they’ll eat you.  Whether that was actually true or not, she didn’t know.  Of course, she didn’t really want to find out.

When Derek and Silena reached the top of Half-Blood Hill, it started to rain.  At first it began as a light drizzle, then it slowly progressed to what might as well have been a hurricane.  Cold droplets of rain struck Silena’s arms with violence; wind howled ferociously, forcing Silena to shout to Derek, “What’s going on?!”

“I think Bryn’s creating a distraction!  Where is she?  I want to find her before I get blown all the way to freaking Russia!”

“I’m here,” Bryn’s calm voice said.  The rain immediately stopped as the daughter of Zeus stopped in front of them.  However, they were in the only dry spot.  Except for their little circle, rain drenched everything else around them.  Silena looked over at her boyfriend; he was drenched head to foot from the rain.  His arms were out as he surveyed his wet clothes.

“Bryn, I know you’re creating a distraction, but this is ridiculous,” he remarked in annoyance.  Silena placed a hand on her boyfriend’s shoulder and the water evaporated off of him immediately, leaving him completely dry.  He smiled cheerfully at her. “Thank you beautiful.”

“Anytime.  So when did you decide you were going to go on this quest?  You looked completely defeated back at the Big House,” Silena pointed out.

“It’s called acting.  I’ve become quite good at it,” Bryn replied.

So what car are we taking?” Silena asked.

“Porsche 911.  Bryn apparently has a need for speed,” Rachel Elizabeth Dare commented as she approached the dry circle with her polka dot umbrella over her head.

“Hell…” Derek mumbled.

“What are you doing here?” Bryn demanded.

“Trying to prevent you from going.  One of you-”

“I already know,” Bryn interjected, cutting Rachel completely off.  The Oracle’s demeanor changed almost instantly.  Her eyes landed on Bryn, full of surprise and… sadness?

“How long have you known?”

“Months now.  The gods told me.”

“Have you told anyone else?”

“No.  I was ordered not to tell.  Everyone will figure it out sooner or later.”

“What’s going on?” Silena interrupted.

“It involves something to do with the far future.  I would advise you not to worry about it for now,” Bryn insisted.

“I’m coming with you by the way.  I already loaded my backpack in your car, already left a note saying I had an emergency that pertained to friends of mine and that I didn’t know when I’d be back.  Besides, you’ll need me to find the entrance to the place you seek.  I don’t know its exact location, but I’ll know it when I see it.  You need me, Winchester.  You know it, too.”

“Do you have a weapon?” Bryn questioned.

Rachel pulled out a gun. “Filled with bullets that have a celestial bronze coating.  The bullets reappear and reform in the gun after shooting.  I’m not much of a sword fighter or archer, but I’ve learned how to shoot this thing quite well.”

Bryn sighed. “Fine.  You’re taking the back of the car with Silena since you two are the smallest.  Derek sits up front with me.  I’m driving.  Hope none of you get car sick.  Put your bags in the trunk.  Hurry before people start to wake up to this storm.”

“Well you didn’t have to create such a violent storm you know,” Derek mused.

“I’m barely in control of this one.  My emotions were toying with my powers a little too much at the time I created it.  Now hurry up,” Bryn snapped.

Silena and Derek ran to the front of the car.  Unlike regular cars, a Porsche’s trunk was located in the front rather than the back.  They put their backpacks in.  Silena then got in behind Derek while Rachel got in behind Bryn.  Then Derek and Bryn got in themselves.

“Everyone ready?” Bryn asked, starting up the car.  There were murmurs of uncertain yeses before she tore out of the parking lot and onto the road.

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