'•' The Titan's Curse '•' [In Progress]

2 :: Aforementioned Bestfriend Goes Over a Cliff

Published: September 4, 2022
Edited: N/A
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I didn't know what kind of monster Dr. Thorn was, but he was fast.
Maybe I could defend myself with my sheild, but defending the injured Percy and the di Angelo kids was another matter.

We needed help, and there was only one way I could think to get it.

'Percy, try to contact Grover' I hissed mentally. Percy closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"What are you doing, Jackson?" hissed Dr. Thorn. "Keep moving!"

Percy opened his eyes and kept shuffling forward. "It's my shoulder," He lied, sounding miserable, which wasn't hard. "It burns."

"Bah! My poison causes pain. It will not kill you. Walk!"

Thorn herded us outside, and I tried to help Percy concentrate. I pictured Grover's face. I focused on my feelings of fear and danger.

Last summer, Grover had created an empathy link between Percy and himself. He'd sent my brother visions in his dreams to let me know when he was in trouble. Because Percy and I were twins both in mortal and godly parentage, we had our own, natural empathy link. Logically that meant all three of us were linked mentally.

As far as I knew, we were all still linked, but I'd never tried to contact Grover before. I didn't even know if it
would work while Grover was awake.

'Hey, Grover!' I heard Percy thinking. 'Thorn's kidnapping us! He's a poisonous spike-throwing maniac Help!'

Thorn marched us into the woods. We took a snowy path dimly lit by old-fashioned lamplights. The wind blowing through my ripped clothes was so cold that I felt like a Neridia-sicle.

"There is a clearing ahead," Thorn said. "We will summon your ride."

"What ride?" Bianca demanded. "Where are you taking us?"

"Silence, you insufferable girl!"

"Don't talk to my sister that way.'" Nico said. His voice quivered, but I was impressed that he had the guts to say anything at all.

Dr. Thorn made a growling sound that definitely wasn't human. It made the hairs stand up on the back of my neck, but I forced myself to keep walking and pretend I was being a
good little captive.

Meanwhile, Percy projected his thoughts like crazy-anything to get Grover's attention: 'Grover! Apples! Tin cans! Get your furry goat behind out here and bring some heavily armed friends!'

"Halt," Thorn demanded.

The woods had opened up. We'd reached a cliff overlooking the sea. At least, I sensed the sea was down there, hundreds of feet below. I could hear the waves churning and I could
smell the cold salty froth. But all I could see was mist and darkness.

Dr. Thorn pushed us toward the edge. I stumbled, and Bianca caught me.

"Thanks," I murmured.

"What is he?" she whispered. "How do we fight him?"

"I... I'm working on it."