"Demi-What?" [PJO x M!Reader]

06 - HAPPY FLUSH

UH i don't feel like changing the last chapter's name rn so deal w/ two chapter 6's

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We did our summons after dark, at a twenty-foot-long pit in front of the septic tank. The tank was bright yellow, with a smiley face and red words painted on the side: HAPPY FLUSH DISPOSAL CO. It didn't quite go with the mood of summoning the dead.

The moon was full. Silver clouds drifted across the sky."Minos should be here by now," Nico said, frowning. "It's full dark." Nico said, his frown deepening, I stood beside him, but he was still mad at me for not being able to take him back to my grandparents with me. "Maybe he got lost," Percy said hopefully. I nodded. "Yeah, what if he got lost?" I offered, gaining a glance from Percy, he smiled at me, it made me get that weird stomach feeling, so I scowled at him.

Nico poured root beer and tossed barbecue into the pit, then began chanting in Ancient Greek. Immediately the bugs in the woods stopped chirping. I presume that in Percy's pocket, the Stygian ice dog whistle started to grow colder, freezing against the side of his leg, it was the most logical answer, well, I'm not normally one for logic but that makes sense.

"Make him stop," Tyson whispered to Percy, Tyson didn't seem to be good at whispering, I could hear him from where I stood, which was about three feet away. Part of me agreed. This was unnatural. The night air felt cold and menacing. But before I could say anything about how loud Tyson was whispering, the first spirits appeared. Sulfurous mist seeped out of the ground. Shadows thickened into human forms. One blue shade drifted to the edge of the pit and knelt to drink.

"Stop him!" Nico said, momentarily breaking his chant. "Only Biancamay drink!" Percy drew Riptide. The ghosts retreated with a collective hiss at the sight ofPercy's celestial bronze blade, I think that's what they had called it. But it was too late to stop the first spirit. He had already solidified into the shape of a bearded man in white robes. A circletof gold wreathed his head, and even in death, his eyes were alive with malice.

"Minos!" Nico said. "What are you doing?""My apologies, master," the ghost said, though he didn't sound very sorry."The sacrifice smelled so good, I couldn't resist." He examined his ownhands and smiled. "It is good to see myself again. Almost in solid form—""You are disrupting the ritual!" Nico protested. "Get—"

The spirits of the dead began shimmering dangerously bright, and Nicohad to take up the chant again to keep them at bay. Yes, quite right, master," Minos said with amusement. "You keep chanting. I've only come to protect you from these liars who would deceive you." I glared at the shape of Minos, who was stood- sorry, floating, on the other side of Nico, I wanted to throw a pebble at him. "Oi, shut up, Minos, Nico's perfectly safe!" I continued to glare at Minos as I spoke, he simply looked at me with an amused face, like he knew something I didn't.

He turned to Percy next, as if Percy were some kind of water-logged cockroach. "PercyJackson...my, my. The sons of Poseidon haven't improved over the centuries, have they?" Percy looked like he wanted to punch Minos too, but it looked like he realized his fist would go right through Minos' face. "We're looking for Bianca di Angelo," Percy said. I spoke next, I wasn't a super aggressive person, but something about Minos made my blood boil. "Yeah, so get lost."

The ghost chuckled. "I understand you once killed my Minotaur with yourbare hands. But worse things await you in the maze. Do you really believeDaedalus will help you?" Minos then looked back to me. "And you, (M/n), have no reason to act like this, do you?" Minos' words made my blood boil, sure, I didn't have a reason to despise Minos with my entire being, but by god, he was pissing me off! "I swear if I could--" Nico put his hand over my mouth, cutting off my words.