The Final Caper

3. An Introduction Part 2

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Chapter 2 - An Introduction Part 2

The goat went first.

Le Chevre leaped forward and jabbed at the already-weak spot on Annabeth's shoulder, but she dodged out of the way just in time and kicked the operative in the stomach, sending her flying backwards.

El Topo rushed to Le Chevre's side, and helped her gain her balance back, and they both glared at Annabeth. She smirked and tweaked her fingers to say "come and get me".

The fact that there were two of them would be enough to make someone uncertain, but not Annabeth. She knew these two since forever, maybe not in the best way, but that meant she also studied their fight patterns.

Bad news was, they also studied hers.

El Topo's claws extracted with a sharp shink. He swung for her face, but Annabeth did the limbo and ducked. She rolled under his legs and stood up from behind, kicking him from the back.

Le Chevre seemed recovered enough, and they both came at her again. She blocked, struck, kicked, but no one seemed to be winning clearly. Annabeth could hear Player in the background, telling her that help was arriving.

"Nico and Bianca are on their way," Player told her, the clacking of keys on a keyboard intensifying, "Just stay put."

"I don't think I could go anywhere at the moment if I wanted to," Annabeth grunted between blocks and punches.

Annabeth had been faring pretty well, at least until Le Chevre feigned an uppercut and then doubled back and punched her in the stomach. She gasped in pain, but gritted her teeth and swung up her right leg in a roundhouse.

The mole grabbed Annabeth's leg and shoved her into a wall. Annabeth managed to turn a second to make sure her shoulder wouldn't take more damage, but it was useless.

She slumped against the wall, her vision blurry. Reaching into her coat pocket, Annabeth fumbled for a tool. They were coming up on her, slowly.

She needed more time.

"Hmm," Le Chevre said, raising an eyebrow amusedly, "Looks like little Black Sheep has gotten a bit rusty since last time."

Oh I've just bought myself more time, she thought with satisfaction, It's time for the iconic villain speech.

Annabeth grabbed the compact mirror and hid it between her hands, typing furiously. It's a good thing she memorized where all the letters were, otherwise this would be a jumbling mess. She clicked what she hoped was the send button and put the mirror back, now grabbing her taser.

There wasn't really a time she used the taser, except for in emergencies. And this definitely counted as an emergency.

El Topo laughed, "Well, you'd think that after that thing she'd pulled off with the crown jewels, she might've lost brain cells."

"If that was even true," Player whispered into her ear, "Then you're not the only one missed a couple screws in the head."

"When are Nico and Bianca getting here?" Annabeth tried to whisper without moving her mouth.

"Uhh..." Player said, "Right about now."

Suddenly, Annabeth heard a clang and looked up. She saw Le Chevre and El Topo's eyes roll back into their heads and they fell to the floor, out cold. Behind them were her trusty friends, holding large iron bars which Annabeth is not going to ask about.