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I 012. I
𝑮𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒓𝒆
❝ sewer ❞
SHE WAS LEFT WONDERING WHO WAS OUT TO GET HER. Monsters were always on her tail, but someone worse wanted her in the palm of their hand. She clenched her jaw at the thought. Becoming someone's puppet was not an option, not at all.
Ariadne sat behind Leo on the back of Festus. She leaned against her pack, holding onto her pearl necklace. Her heart was heavy with sadness and anger.
Through the whole situation with the Cyclopes, Percy's note to her slipped out of her pack. It fluttered away in the wind somewhere, and her heart went with it. Percy's last note to her was gone and she doubted she would ever find it again. Gods, she couldn't bear to even think about it without almost breaking down to tears.
But she couldn't. Not for the trio's sake.
Jason sat behind her, Piper behind him.
"Cyclops!"
She glanced back to see the blond's eyes open.
"Whoa, sleepyhead." Piper held his waist to keep him balanced. Leo sat in the front, driving. They flew peacefully through the winter sky as if nothing had happened.
"D-Detroit," Jason stammered. "Didn't we crash land? I thought—"
"It's okay," Leo said. "We got away, but you got a nasty concussion. How you feeling?"
"How did you—the Cyclops—"
"Well, Piper and I weren't much help," Ariadne said sourly. She looked upset, none of them questioned why. They were too afraid she would lash out. "Leo actually saved us. He summoned fire—"
"It was nothing," Leo said quickly.
Piper laughed. "Shut up, Valdez. I'm going to tell him. Get over it."
And she did—how Leo single handed my defeated the Cyclopes family; how they freed Jason, what they had said about Ariadne, then noticed the Cyclopes starting to reform; how Leo had replaced the dragon's wiring and gotten them back in the air just as they'd started to hear the Cyclopes roaring for vengeance inside the factory.
When Piper told him about the other kid the Cyclopes claimed to have eaten, the one in the purple shirt who spoke Latin, Jason looked as if his head was going to explode.
"I'm not alone, then," he said. "There are others like me."
"Jason," Piper said, "you were never alone. You've got us."
"I—I know...but something Hera said. I was having a dream..."
He told them what he'd seen, and what the goddess has said inside her cage.
