·˚ ༘₊·➳ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐋
༊*·˚ {𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍}
❝𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂.❞
Guided by prophecies and driven by the fate of the world, the daughter of the sun and the son of the sea uncover the...
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"FLASK!" PERCY SCREAMED AS THEY HURTLED TOWARDS THE WATER.
"What?" Annabeth must've thought he'd lost his mind. She was holding on to the boat straps for dear life, her hair flying straight up like a torch.
But Aurora understood and pointed at the duffel bag. Tyson managed to open Percy's duffel bag and take out Hermes' magical flask without losing his grip on it or the boat.
Arrows and javelins whistled past them. Percy grabbed the Flask and hoped he was doing the right thing.
"Hang on!" Percy instructed.
"I am hanging on!" Annabeth yelled.
"Tighter!"
"If I hang on any tighter, I'm gonna break a bone!" Aurora yelled.
Percy hooked his feet under the boat's inflatable bench before grabbing Aurora and enclosing her against his chest, his arms wrapped around the silver-haired girl's entire body like a straight jacket.
Tyson grabbed Annabeth and Percy by the backs of their shirts, Percy gave the Flask cap a quarter turn. Instantly, a white sheet of wind jetted out of the flask and propelled them sideways, turning their downward plummet into a forty-five-degree crash landing.
The wind seemed to laugh as it shot from the flask like it was glad to be free. As they hit the ocean, they bumped once, twice, skipping like a stone, then they were whizzing along like a speed boat, salt spray in their faces and nothing but sea ahead.
Percy heard a wail of outrage from the ship behind them, but they were already out of weapon range. The Princess Andromeda faded to the size of a white toy boat in the distance, and then it was gone.
As they raced over the sea, Aurora, Annabeth, and Percy tried to send an Iris-message to Chiron. They figured it was important they let somebody know what Luke was doing, and they didn't know who else to trust.
The wind from the Flask stirred up a nice sea spray that made a rainbow in the sunlight – perfect for an Iris-message – but their connection was still poor.
When Annabeth threw a gold drachma into the mist and prayed for the rainbow goddess to show them Chiron, his face appeared all right, but there was some kind of weird strobe light flashing in the background and rock music blaring, like he was at a dance club.
They told him about sneaking away from Camp, and Luke and the Princess Andromeda and the golden box for Kronos' remains, but between the noise on his end and the rushing wind and water on their end, they're not sure how much he heard.
"Percy," Chiron yelled, "you have to watch out for–"
His voice was drowned out by loud shouting behind him – a bunch of voices whooping it up like Comanche warriors.
