The Legacy

Chapter 13: Around the Ping-Pong Table with Old Friends

-A/N: I have been editing some of my chapters, nothing much- just grammar. But, just so you know: Percy's meds are for panic attacks as well-

Chiron's POV:

After the... strange events of yesterday, I decided to call a meeting of heroes. So, Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase walked in, and took their seats around the ping-pong table. The others were there as well: Leo, Will, Nico, Reyna, Thalia, Hazel, Frank, Grover, Malcolm, Clarisse, and Tyson.

Jason and Piper were the last to arrive. When they did walk in, I noticed that Percy was now trying to hide the angry, annoyed look on his face.
The Son of Poseidon abruptly stood up, and said "Styx. Forgotten where the bathroom is." I gave him directions, and he left as quick as he could. Japer were still getting the occasional glare from Annabeth. I wonder why?

Soon after, Percy returned and the meeting began. I noticed that Percy’s eyes were a bit red- but he was fine a moment ago, so I ignored it.
We were discussing the previous rescue mission, and how annoyed Tartarus would be now. “I think Miss Dare can help us decide on our next move. She should be here soon- and she could have a prophecy.” Annabeth nodded, and Percy was staring into space.

After another few minutes of meaningless conversation- we had decided to wait until Rachel got here to discuss the ‘good stuff’- There was a knock on the door, “Come in.” I called out.
The door swung open and- instead of our Oracle- Zoe stood in the doorway “Yo. Wassup? Don’t answer that- I don’t really care.” She was looking at Jason and Piper she said that.
“Anyway, Dad.” Percy seemed to break out of his trance as she addressed him “Got your stuff. Thank me later, Zombie Fish.” She tossed him a bottle of something, and he caught it. Mouthing a thank-you as Zoe shut the door, Percy then opened the bottle. He poured out 2 white-and-blue pills, and went to put them in his mouth “What are those?” Will almost demanded “I need to know,” He explained when Percy gave him a wary glance “Because they could interfere with the meds, I gave you earlier.”

Percy sighed “They help with my minor case of…” He trailed off, his voice dropping down to a volume so low that no-one heard him. “Percy, you will need to repeat that” I told him, and he complied “I have a minor case of depression and generalized anxiety- so I get pani attaks sometimes. They're really not that bad, I just need these once or twice a week.”  Annabeth muttered an agreement, and Percy wouldn’t meet anyone’s eyes.

Frank's POV:

It was Rachel. After exchanging hugs with everyone, she took the seat next to Chiron- opposite Percy. We started catching up, but Chiron had to bring the conversation back on track “It is nice to see you, Miss Dare, but we do need to get back on task. We have just rescued two of our bravest heroes from The Pit, and” I noticed that when Chiron mentioned the pit- Nico, Percy and Annabeth flinched, but I guess that’s normal.
“We need to discuss our plans. So, while we are here: No-one can mention the name of any of our enemies, as it may attract their attention. In fact, try not to use their names at all.”
Rachel nodded, “Yeah, you’re probably right. So, I haven’t felt a prophecy coming on lately, so I’m not sure how I can help.” Percy had pulled out a pad and pencil, and had started scratching. I took no notice, he had been acting a bit weird lately “Maybe if Annabeth and Percy talk to us all about their experiences in the pit, it might trigger a prophecy?” Leo suggested, and we agreed

“Percy, why don’t you go first?” Annabeth suggested to her boyfriend, who ignored her “You had it worse than me.” He was still ignoring her “Bud!” Leo- who sat next to Percy- snapped his fingers in the Son of Poseidon’s face.
Percy snapped back into reality “What?! Where?! Huh. Oh, sorry. Just…” He trailed off as Leo grabbed the notebook and tossed it to Chiron “Yeah,” Percy was muttering now “Not that good, haven’t drawn in a while, so I thought…”

Rachel grabbed the notebook out of the centaur’s hands, and gasped in amazement “Dude. I had no idea you could draw. This is fantastic.” She passed the notebook round. For a quick pencil sketch- as Percy claimed- it was extraordinary. The page looked like:

Rachel Elizabeth Dare
(The Oracle of Delphi/Attacker of Kronos- with a Blue Plastic Hairbrush)

I didn't get the hairbrush bit, but when Nico, Annabeth and Rachel read it they laughed- so it must be an inside joke. "I don't get it, what is this about a hairbrush?" Jason asked, and Percy snarled at him.
Percy. Percy Jackson snarled at someone. But then, a green light filled Rachel's eyes, and she began to recite:

“Heroes Escape the Pit, Tartarus longs for Revenge
Past Heroes Return Home, Fallen Allies They Swore to Avenge
With Friends Turned to Foes, Amends must be Made
The gods will need the Jacksons’ Aid.
Champions fight once more:
Air, Water, Fire, Wisdom, Mist, Beauty, Strength, Healing, and Death will End the War.”

We all stood shocked for a moment. I wonder what triggered the prophecy. Then, Chiron spoke my thought aloud “But what triggered the prophecy?” “Maybe it didn’t need a trigger.” Percy quickly responded. A bit too quickly.

“Well, Percy was snarling at Jason, then Rachel did her thing.” I offered, and Rachel gasped “You!” She hissed at Jason and Piper “Chiron.” She turned to the centaur “Summon the gods, now. I think I have figured out why our dear friends” She glanced at Percy and Annabeth “Left all those years ago.”