Traitor To The Gods; Hero To The Halfbloods [Percy Jackson]

11

In a moment, anger sprouted in Blackjack's head. How dare this man accuse his boss of murder? The boss would never kill anyone. At least not when that anyone was innocent. Dicky's mother was most likely a psychotic monster that tried to consume a bus full of children.

Before the other two in the room could even process the angry glare that the pegasus sent them, Blackjack had taken off, leaving them in the bunker.

The pegasus decided to keep their meeting a secret. If he told anyone, they might try to ask what the primordial (A/N Chaos is a primordial, right?) had said.

The sun had already started to rise by the time Blackjack returned to camp. A few hardworking campers were already coming out of their respective cabins, heading for the showers before the others woke up and snatched away their chance at a shower that didn't turn their skin to ice.

A couple of them shot odd looks at the pegasus, but the few others ignored him. Blackjack made his way over to the stable. Maybe he'd be able to get a couple hours of sleep before he searched for the boss again. He was even more determined to find his boss than ever. He had to prove the boss's innocence. If he was innocent that is.

Doubt flickered in Blackjack's mind. Could the boss really have killed Dicky's mother? And if so, why? Had she been evil, like Blackjack had thought before? Or was she innocent?

These questions raced through the pegasus's brain, distracting him from looking where he was going. He bumped into someone, again, resulting in that someone letting out an "Oompf" as he dropped to the ground. Man, he should seriously start paying more attention.

The boy who Blackjack had bumped into rubbed his bandaged head.

Leo. Or something. Whatever his name was. Blackjack was positive that his name was Leo though, so he'll call him that.

Oops, sorry, dude, Blackjack apologised, letting out a soft whinny.

"What?" asked Leo, standing up.

I said, sorry, dude, the pegasus repeated.

"Man, I wish I could understand you," he muttered before gasping. "I could make a translator for you! I'll probably have to work with the Athena kids for this. I'm sure they'll help. After all, it'll be challenging and Athena kids love a challenge. They also love me. It's not a surprise. After all, who could resist the Supersized McShizzle?"
The son of Hephaestus walked off, leaving Blackjack staring after him, confused.

Man, that kid's weird, muttered Blackjack.

Poopaplap! There ya go. Another shitty chapter. Whatever. I got a headache. Also, LISTEN TO THE GODDAMN SONG DAMMIT. ITS AMAZHANG AS ALL HADES.

-Destiny