At this point, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and Tyson found them lying in front of a building. “Hey, what’s that?” Jacquelyn said as she pointed to a sign that was in front of the building. The sign said “Welcome to the The Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change.”
Jacquelyn sat up and said, “This must be the place to find our first clue. “
“What clue?” said the others.
“The piece of paper told us that we have to find three different things at the grave of a king, a silver gate, and a city that goes on for a mile,” said Ron. He refused to mention the other warning to them, especially Jacquelyn. She had every right to hear the warning regarding herself, but Ron wasn’t about to say it. Not yet, anyway.
He said, “OK, we need to look for something…like a huge gun.”
“I don’t know,” Annabeth frowned as she stared at a plaque that was on the wall. “I don’t think Dr. King would approve of using weapons.”
“What if it’s not an actual gun meant to inflict pain on anyone?” Jacquelyn said as she taped a pamphlet to her book. She pulled out her old, worn-out copy of “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy” and turned a few pages. “This is what we need to find,” she pointed to an old drawing of a gun.
“A POV gun?” said Grover in shock.
“Just like in the movie,” said Jacquelyn. “Zaphod, Ford, and Trillian go off to find the POV gun.”
“And what does this gun do exactly,” Percy asked.
“When fired at someone, it makes them see things your way,” said Jacquelyn. “But I must warn you now; it’s not going to work on women.”
“Why not?” said Grover.
“The women are always right,” said a voice. “And it’s best to listen to women.”
“Why?” said Ron.
“Women were created to be loved and respected,” said the voice. “If you fail to listen to them, then you will suffer the consequences. It’s important that you do that.”
“Are you Dr. King?” Percy cried out in shock and awe. ”If you are, we have a favor to ask you. We need to borrow a gun.”
At once, a disembodied hand reached out and handed over a huge gun. The voice said, “The gun may be powerful, but you can’t use the gun on women. And be careful of how you use it; in the wrong hands, it could spell certain disaster.”
“Well isn’t that nice?” said Grover as they left the place. “A gun that can’t kill people, just makes them see things your way. This could really work if you’re campaigning for peace in the Middle East.”
“Nah,” said Jacquelyn. “Anyone can screw it up if they have the gun. I’d rather not risk it at all.”
Just then, the same Cyclops came roaring back towards them. “Darn,” said Percy. “I thought you guys got rid of him.”
“We could use the gun on him,” said Ron. “Hey, wait a minute…we can’t kill people with it! What’s the point of having the POV gun if you can’t…”
Annabeth cried out, “Where’s the gun?”
They all gasped as they saw Tyson shooting the other Cyclops with the POV gun. He said, “Bad Cyclops! Bad Cyclops chasing everyone around!”
“I’ve been a bad Cyclops!” The Cyclops wept. “I was hired to catch you guys.”
“Indeed,” said Jacquelyn. “Ron, give me your note.” Ron handed her the note, which read, “Be forewarned, as there are those who will try to stop you. They seek your destruction. There will be a friend who will betray you…“
“Who hired you?” she snapped as she stared at the Cyclops.
“Someone who you trusted in without a doubt,” said the Cyclops.
“We’ll figure it out soon,” Jacquelyn snapped. “Now, on your way…”
The Cyclops walked away as the kids clapped Tyson over the shoulder. “You saved our lives!” Percy cheered. “And you didn’t even have to use violence.”
“Well, Dr. King DID advocate using non-violence to enact change,” said Jacquelyn. “He just simply got people to see and understand that the way they were living their lives before the year 1955 was quite suckish. Many people listened to him and thus, sweeping chance came quickly.”
“Nice,” said Percy as they made their way to the bus station. “Where do we go next?”
“The place with a silver gate,” said Annabeth as she read the letter. “But where is the silver gate?”
“Try Saint Louis,” said a random citizen who leered in their direction.
“What’s in St. Louis?” Annabeth cried out.
Jacquelyn taped another brochure to her book. “This is our ticket,” she said. Inside the book was a brochure for the Gateway Arch. “That’s where were heading to next.”
Everyone nodded and boarded the bus, and the bus took off. While Jacquelyn slept, Ron told the others about the secret warning. “You don’t mean…” Percy began to ask.
“I haven’t seen any hermaphrodites in years,” said Grover. “But why now? Why is it coming after Jacquelyn?”
“Maybe she knows too much about Greek Mythology and someone sent the creature to shut her up,” said Annabeth. “She needs to know about this, and soon!”
“She will,” said Ron, “once we get to the Arch. Who knows if the Hermaphrodite is hiding there. She needs to be careful.”
Little did they know that the creature in question was following them to St. Louis. It smiled as it stared at Jacquelyn. You’ll be mine soon, sweetheart, it thought to itself as the bus rambled on.