A Swim In The Moonlit Sea
Dr Deaton twirled the Ancient Greek coin around in his hand, the light reflecting off it was both startling and mesmerising. Finding out there was a new creature in town, a very dangerous creature, that paralysed anything with a single touch, was very troubling.
Perhaps it was time to call in that favour he had from an old friend. If anyone could tell him anything, he was bound to know something.
Chiron trotted down to the pier to where he was bound to find the oldest living demigod. One who'd earned the immortality that had been bestowed upon her. Unless she were to fall in battle.
Twenty-three-year-old Patience Jackson lived in Camp Half Blood, apart from her friends. The Daughter of Poseidon had made a name of herself around the world, among the supernatural as a hunter. Even other hunters knew about her.
"Chiron." The young woman acknowledged with a small smirk, her feet kicking lazily in the water. Her swirling, sea green eyes were focused on the distance, "How can I help you?"
The old centaur smiled, she always knew when she was needed, always willing to help, "A friend of mine is in a bit of a mess and has asked for some help. I told him I couldn't come, but my best student could."
Patience turned from her spot, a grin spreading across her face, "Where am I going?"