Percy Jackson and the Uprising (Fan Fiction)

***THIS IS A FAN FICTION I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT A FEW OF MY OWN IDEAS***

Hydra. Daughter of Hades. Left at Camp Half Blood at the age of 1. She could've been a Goddess. Except both her Godly parents just abandoned her. Watch her and the gang triumph over evil, suffer from betrayal and meet new characters.

It's from different POV's so beware :)

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3. Percy

She's just standing there. Hydra is just standing there.

"What's she doing?" I whisper.

"It seems Medusa can Charmspeak now. She's more powerful." Annabeth replies. None of us are looking at Medusa. Just Hydra.

"Is there a way to reverse it?" I whipser back.

"An old myth. There are two veins in her neck. One heals her victims, the other equals instant death. Chop off her head and cut the right vein. Either that or personally beg Athena." Grover whispers. I crawl around the cupboard but signal to the others to stay. I grab my iPhone and try to get Medusa to look at it. 

"It's a shame. A Daughter of Hades, I would rather a child of Athena. But Hades will do." Medusa says. "Oh Annabeth, come out my child." She calls. She unwraps her turban. Annabeth gets up and walks to Medusa. She smiles. "Look at me when I speak to you, darling." Annabeth looks up, I can see the restraint in her face. Her whole body goes stiff, just like Hydra's. I look back to see Grover. He shakes his head, as if to say No way am I being stoneified. I nod and try and get a better angle. A man runs into her and falls. He puts his hands in front of his face, but it's too late. He's a statue too now. Last chance Percy. Pull yourself together. You've killed her once. I pull out my trusty sword. I run straight at her. My eyes are closing. She turns just as I chop her head off. I open them slowly. Her head is lifeless on the floor facing downwards. I cover her eyes with her sunglasses and drop my jumper on her head. Grover walks out of his hiding place. And over to Medusa's body.

"Which one's which?"

"What?" I say, barely paying attention as I look at Annabeth.

"Which vein?" Grover repeats. I walk over to him. I look at both of the veins. A bluish one, and a greenish one.

"Green or Blue?" I say.

"I don't know. It could just be a myth." Grover says. "How are we gonna get the Pegasi back? Hydra knows the whistle. We don't."

"She didn't whistle to them though." Grover stares at me, confused. "She didn't whistle. She spoke to them."

"Great, what did she say?" He says sarcastically.

"She told them, she cares and she's sorry." I say quietly.

"Confused? Just summon the Pegasi already." He says grumpily.

"Hey, um, Pegasi?"

"Use their names?" Grover says.

"Right. Spirit, Fiesty, Atlas and Pegasus We need you!" Four pegasi fly in. Hydra's one whinnies and nuzzles her. Colour rushes through her body. Then becomes grey again. I look at Grover. I pick up Annabeth and tie her onto Spirit. Grover ties Hydra onto Pegasus, I get onto Fiesty and wait for Grover to get onto Cream.

"Ready?" Grover nods. "Hover!" I shout. They run out of the room and jump up into the air. We hover. "Keep an eye on my cousin. I'll watch Annabeth." He nods again. I look at the map. Phoenix, Arizona. "Phoenix, Arizona!" The Pegasi stay in a tight formation.We fly over a few states before eventually landing.

"My rear is killing me." Grover moans. "Hey look! A motel." He jumps off and unties Hydra. I untie Annabeth and tell the horses they can leave for now. I buy us a room while Grover drags the girls upstairs.

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