|E|Chapter One|E| (Based off Mission 1)
"I hate this place..." Annabeth said, as she and Percy crawled through an airshaft.
She stopped herself from screaming as a spider web caught at her face.
They'd sneaked into the Titanic Museum in Halifax, Nova Scotia.
"Remind me again why we're here?" Percy asked, crawling behind her.
"In nineteen-twelve, my branch, the Ekaterinas, sent Anne Cahill to transport a clue to the United States. To keep the clue safe, Anne had booked a passage on the supposedly unsinkable Titanic. She set sail from Southampton, England on April tenth the same year. April fourteenth is when the Titanic struck the iceberg and sank. Anne and the clue were never seen again. That's why we're here. Well, we're here because of her, really."
"Sorry, was that a little too much knowledge for you, Seaweed Brain?"
He ignored her comment.
"So we're here because of this woman, Anne Cahill or something?"
"Exactly why. The clue was thought to be lost for almost one hundred years, until recently. A funeral director obtained an artifact said to be from the Titanic wreckage. So, we--"
"Let me guess: we have to find out what the artifact is. Right, Wise Girl?"
"Yep. That's why we're here."
They stopped talking for a few minutes.
As they turned a corner, Annabeth saw a vent leading to an unlit room.
"There. Stay here for a sec." She crawled forward, and began to use her knife as a screwdriver.
It didn't take much effort to kick the thing down to the floor.
She motioned for Percy to come forward.
"So what's the plan?" Percy asked.
"I'm coming up with it as we speak...Got it. Okay, I'll get down there, you follow me down. We'll find the light switch, and an exit, and search for the artifact. But we have to avoid security and try not to trigger the alarms. Ready?"
Annabeth began Plan Break-In.
She turned on her flashlight that was almost dead. "Found the switch." Annabeth said, right before Percy fell through the vent and landed on the floor instead of his feet.
Annabeth ran to the switch and flipped it.
Percy got to his feet, and looked around.
"So what now--"
"Shh! I hear something." Annabeth whispered, as the door slowly opened to reveal a girl with curly red hair and a boy with light brown hair.
"I guess someone beat us to it." The girl said, shrugging.
"Darn it. You two found the clue?" The boy asked.
"Actually, we don't what the clue is yet." Percy said, putting his hand in his pocket and carefully bringing out his ballpoint pen.
"Oh. Well, okay then."
"I propose an alliance!" The girl said. "I'm Rachel Dare." She kicked the boy's leg lightly.
"I'm Austin Tane."
"Percy Jackson." He looked at Annabeth.
"Okay...I'm Annabeth Chase."
The guys got along pretty well, whereas the girls kept eyeing each other suspiciously.
"So any ideas about the artifact?" Austin asked.
"Yeah. Look for something with a dragon on it." Annabeth answered, carefully looking at everything.
"A dragon?" Percy asked, before suddenly realizing why. "Oh...Ekaterina?"
Annabeth shot a glare at him. "Yes. We know Anne Cahill was an Ekaterina." She said, continuing to look around.
Rachel broke the silence that followed.
"So what Branch are you two in? We're Janus and Tomas."
Percy tried to carry on, while Annabeth stopped.
"...I'm a Madrigal." Percy put in.
"I...Ekaterina." Annabeth struggled to get that out. She knew the Ekaterina and Tomas Branches weren't exactly friends after what happened between their founders, Katherine and Thomas.
Austin stopped for a moment too. "Let's try not to fight, okay?"
"Yeah, that-that'd probably be best if we're in an alliance."
More silence followed.
"Hey guys, I found something." Austin said, looking at a cameo locket with a dragon--The symbol of Ekaterinas.
Annabeth rushed over to him. "That's the clue! It has to be!"
"The question is...How do we get it out? I could probably summon some water and make it--" Percy started, walking over.
"Whoa, what? 'Summon some water'?" Rachel asked, following.
"Son of Poseidon."
"Daughter of Athena."
"Son of Apollo. Though Rachel already knew." Austin put in.
"Wait, I'm the only human here?" Rachel asked.
"Non-Demigod." Annabeth corrected.
"Look closely at the locket, guys. See what I see?" Austin asked, probably wanting to change the subject.
Annabeth saw some kind of inscription on the locket.
"So, daughter of Athena. Any idea as to what it means?"
She shook her head. "No. But we should probably write it down."
"I will." Rachel volunteered, pulling a green pen from her pocket.
She rolled up her sleeve. "What was it again?"
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so we raise our glass, pretend we're fine
i had a dream that you were mine
this ain't odysseus' odyssey.
it's a shame we're not soulmates
“A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?”