Sea of Monsters [Book Two]

A Makeover.

Reagan had fallen asleep on the boat eventually, fortunately a little bit after Percy woke up so she didn't have to talk to either of them anymore. She drilled it into her head; They were her enemy. After this is all over, what if she was hauled back to camp or Olympus as a traitor? She wouldn't allow that to happen, yet she also couldn't leave yet. She was stranded with them!

Percy nudged Reagan awake after Annabeth had gotten off the boat, and it took a few minutes of roughly shaking her to finally wake the Demigod up. Upon waking up, a bleary-eyed Reagan blinked as she shakily stood up and looked around. They had finally reached land, and it appeared to be some tropical getaway spa resort. But that wasn't what had caught her attention. Various ships were docked. So we're submarines, and even this old fighter plane from World War II. Her eyes widened in surprise as she stumbled off their boat and ran over to the seemingly abandoned aviator.

"You shouldn't mess with that," Annabeth warned calmly as she and Percy continued walking further into the resort.

"I wasn't going to touch it," Reagan fired back defensively. "Too much."

She had assumed it was some relic for tourists to gawk at. Waiting until no one was in sight, Reagan glanced over her shoulder to make sure she was alone before hastily clambering up the side of the airplane to see the cockpit. What she didn't expect, however, was that some colorful and probably poisonous spider would be napping in there. As soon as she popped her head up, the red and yellow scaled snake uncoiled and opened it mouth, the forked tongue flicking out between a pair of razor sharp fangs. Reagan was so surprised and freaked out that she shouted in surprise and lost her grip, falling down and landing on the wooden dock with a thud.

"Oh man," she muttered hoarsely, grimacing with pain as she rolled to her side and pushed herself to stand up.

Snakes wouldn't be sleeping in some tourist attraction. Casting one last glance up at the old fighter plane, Reagan turned to adventure into the resort. Percy and Annabeth were gone now, but she was certain they were still on the island somewhere. Women were laying on tanning chairs beside a pool as they sipped from tropical looking drinks with tiny umbrellas sticking out. Her stomach suddenly rumbled, reminding Reagan how hungry she was. Other than women lounging around and enjoying themselves, so were other animals as well it seemed. A leopard walked past Reagan slowly, the spotted animal making its way to some buffet and Reagan knew that she didn't want any food from there now. Continuing on, the daughter of Ares navigated her way to what seemed like the main check-in building for the resort and climbed up the stairs and inside. She heard voices down the hall, one definitely belonging to Annabeth. Where was Percy? And who was the other woman's voice? She crept down the hall cautiously until she arrived to a door and peaked inside. Reagan was sure she had heard Annabeth's voice, but the girl standing there was not Annabeth.

Her blonde hair was in one long braid down her back, golden strands weaved into the braid. She was wearing what looked like an expensive white silky dress that was sleeveless. Reagan was about to ask if they had seen her friends, but as the girl's face came into view, Reagan's breath was taken away.

"Holy crap," she whispered in awe.

Annabeth was wearing makeup. It wasn't a lot, but the eyeliner and mascara made her eyes stand out. Reagan practically forgot how to breathe.

"Ah, yes. Another visitor," a woman said calmly.

A woman stood there flanked by two other woman that must work for her. She was even more beautiful, and her voice was enchanting. Reagan's thoughts were buzzed and clouded, making her judgment hard.

"What's your name, dear?" she asked soothingly.

Reagan blinked, but Annabeth was the first to speak. "Reagan, be careful. That's Circe, a daughter of Hecate."

"You both can become so powerful if you stay here," Circe suggested.

Annabeth seemed thoughtful for a second and glanced at Reagan. "Can you give us a minute?" she asked gently. "To....talk about it."

Circe smiled triumphantly and nodded, backing out of the room with her attendants slowly. "Of course."

Once they were alone, Annabeth went into action. She rushed over to a cage in the corner of the room, trying her best to open the cage door. As Reagan came over, still dazed, she noticed that the cage was filled with guinea pigs. Sighing in frustration, Annabeth knelt down near a bundle of clothes on the floor and began to rummage through the pockets before pulling out a bottle of multivitamins.

"Take one," Annabeth ordered, holding out a cherry flavored multivitamin.

Reagan did what she was told without complaint, and as soon as she swallowed it her conscious cleared and she could finally think. But Annabeth still looked just as beautiful as before. The daughter of Athena swallowed her own lemon flavored one and stood up just as Circe strutted back into the room with her two attendants.

"So what is your decision?" Circe asked.

"This," Annabeth said, pulling out her dagger.

As she did that, Reagan pulled off her ring and it turned into a weapon. The fire at the tip expanded as she pointed it towards the two attendants as they raised their hands to cast a spell or something. Is that how it even worked? They immediately backed away from the flame and pressed themselves against the wall.

"Turn Percy back to normal," Annabeth said.

"I can't!" Circe cried out, eyes narrowing down at the tip of the dagger pointed at her neck.

"Fine."

Dragging Circe to the cage filled with guinea pigs, Annabeth uncapped the multivitamins and poured them all into the cage. One of the critters inside began to eat it, and slowly one after another more guinea pigs came out of hiding and began to gnaw on the vitamins. Then to Reagan's surprise, one grew into a Percy. The other minuscule animals also grew into people, and Reagan knew one of them too. Circe screamed, and she and her lackeys ran out of the room in terror.

"You're my brother!" Reagan exclaimed in excitement as she pointed to a man shaking wood shavings from his black beard and hair.

He squinted suspiciously. "Ye' be a daughter of Ares?"

"Yeah! And you're Edward Teach!"

"Aye, lass. But people call me Blackbeard." Then the infamous pirate growled out angrily. "There be the sorceress who did this to us! Run her through, then I mean to find myself a bowl of celery!" he growled out his command, and his crew yelled too and ran out of the room with Blackbeard to get Circe.

Reagan felt a surge of energy as it bristled throughout her body. Her weapon turned back into a ring, and she slipped out of the room after the pirates to see what would happen. She didn't even hear Annabeth calling out to her to come back. The pirates were tearing the place apart. Women screamed and ran as pirates spread out, waving tiki torches and sticks of celery around threateningly. If Percy and those pirates were animals, did that mean the animals on the island were also men? The thought made Reagan uncomfortable and even sympathetic. Making sure to avoid the Pirates as much as possible, Reagan eventually found herself back at the docks. Annabeth and Percy were there already, boarding what looked like an old sailing vessel. The sails uncurled on their own, like the ship had come alive, and was slowly pulling away from the dock. Blackbeard was shouting from somewhere behind her, causing Reagan to run even faster over her limit.

"Hurry up!" Annabeth shouted as she came to the edge of the boat where there was no railing. It was the part that the gangplank connected to the dock so people could board and get off through.

Reagan nodded slightly and leaped off the edge of the deck, narrowly making the jump. As she landed on the ancient ship Annabeth caught her, the blonde's arms wrapping tightly around Reagan's middle so she wouldn't fall right over. In return, Reagan had wrapped her arms around Annabeth's shoulders tightly before she tipped off the edge since she landed pretty close to the edge. The hug lasted for only a few seconds as the pair stumbled backwards to safety.

"Are you okay?" Annabeth whispered, her breath ghosting Reagan's cheek and sending jolts of electricity through her body.

"Yeah," Reagan grunted.

They pulled away as the ship sailed safely away from C.C.'s spa and resort island, now overrun with bloodthirsty pirates, and sailing into the Sea of Monsters.