Lunar's Plight

Entering the Maze

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Percy Jackson, nor Heroes of Olympus, Rick Riordan does

Percy's POV:

I can officially say that I prefer fighting monsters constantly over giving Rachel Dare a tour of camp. I had just finished with the tour and I flopped onto my bed in my cabin too tired to notice Tyson looking at me with concern.

"Brother what's wrong?" He asked and I turned my head over to him

"Never giving Rachel a tour again. I would rather fall into Tartarus than spend another minute with the love-struck girl" I said in an exhausted tone

Instinct had passed out around the rock wall as he didn't want to deal with Rachel, and I couldn't fault him for it.

Tyson just dropped what looked like a fish stick and a croissant roll into what looked like tartar-sauce, at what I just implied. I just chuckled at his face too tired to be angry that he was eating fish.

"But why would you want to go to Tartarus brother?" Tyson asked and I noticed his eye tearing up and I sighed

"Tyson, I don't want to go there, but I really don't want to spend another moment with Rachel, she is way to clingy and I don't like it. I already have feelings for someone" I say honestly and Tyson nods and looks down and frowns at the tartar-sauce covered food and mutters something that sounded like 'symbolism'

Not caring what he meant I faced the ceiling and let out a long yawn as I closed my eyes getting ready for the event that was taking place tomorrow.

~

I woke up the next morning and slipped out of my cabin early and walked to the training arena where I heard someone training. I frowned and walked in and the first thing I noticed was a massive hell hound laying down curled up and asleep. I drew Riptide and uncapped the magical blade but as I prepared to charge I noticed that it had a collar.

'So that is the hellhound Dionysus mentioned yesterday, cool. Now we have a nigh-invulnerable tank and a massive hellhound, what's next? A Giant scorpion?' Instinct asks tiredly and I chuckled as I shook myself awake as I scanned the room and saw Quintus going through a complicated technique and I walked over to him

"Hey, Quintus, can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked and Quintus stopped moving and turned around

"Ah, the young Hero, Perseus Jackson I presume?" Quintus asked and I nodded but frowned

"Just Percy please" I said and I saw him tense slightly but relaxed quickly

"Alright, what did you need to talk to me about?" He asked and I smiled slightly

"Mind if I help instruct with you today?" I gave him my best pleading face and I could see his resolve melting but it came back in an instant

"Why?" he asked curiously and I sighed and slumped my shoulders

"I want to avoid Rachel at all costs. She is clingy as anything and I think it's bad for my health" I say seriously and Quintus nods

"Very well, but there will be no slacking unless you are taking a break. When you help train, you will be constantly moving, and by the looks of your arsenal, changing weapons often. I will have you spar against the more experienced campers while I train the younger ones, alright?" Quintus says and I fist pump

"Certainly, but the first person I want to fight is Shane, Guardian of Dionysus and daughter of Demeter" I say confidently and Quintus looks stunned

"Are you sure? She is a guardian for a reason you know." Quintus says worried about me

"I'll be fine. What's the worse she can do? Except for use my head as a new yo-yo" I say sarcastically and Quintus chuckles as the aforementioned Guardian walks through the doors