"Oh my Gods!" Percy muttered, shaking his head and his eyes wide, as he glanced between Clio and the broken statue, "What did you--? Why did you--? How? Oh my gods."874Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHKf6SPS3js
"Um. . . Percy?"874Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1yGcQVXo1l
"We need to talk to Chiron. Now." Jason said, walking in the cabin, "Grab a jacket."874Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡElHSuSTUgq
Clio did as Jason told her to and followed them both to the Big House. She barely kept up with their long and quick strides, even breaking into a slow-paced jog to catch back up to them at one point. They crossed the creek that branched off the lake that she'd seen when she'd first arrive, just earlier that day. 874Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp44cepM7cf
"Percy and Jason. You've settled Cli--" Chiron stopped himself after Clio popped her head from behind the two and looking over Percy's worried form.
"What's happened?" Chiron questioned.
"Clio pushed the Zeus status in our cabin over, it shattered, mostly." Jason explained for them, stepping forward.
"If nothing else, Clio, you'll get claimed." Chiron sighed and placed himself back into the wheelchair, that was placed directly beside the desk, "Now all we can do is wait."
Clio walked stealthily towards the green, cotton couch that was pushed up against the wall. The couch was hard and uncomfortable but no where near as uncomfortable as standing in center of the room as she was the topic being discussed.
Dark clouds were rapidly approaching the camp and wind ripped through the trees. Clio watched as campers ran around trying to secure supplies and preparing for the oncoming storm.
Chiron's door was thrown open by a hysterical blonde girl with bouncing curls and grey eyes.
"What is happening? Is there going to be a tornado?" She questioned observing the faces in the room.
"I'm not sure Annabeth, all I know is that we're going to be facing Zeus' wrath." Chiron explained approaching her.
Rain poured from the black clouds like bullets and Clio watched on from behind the protective barrier, feeling like an outsider looking in. She grabbed her sword and she moved against the wall, inching closer to the door. Clio slipped out of the already opened door. Then she could clearly hear the steady pounding of rain and the reoccurring boom of thunder that aided her escape.
As she pushed the large doors at the front of the Big House open. Angry wind held the doors open and whipped around her, blowing ice cold rain her way. Ignoring the forming headache and sick feeling in the bottom of her stomach she trudged on, fighting against the rain and wind, to make her way to the top of the hill.
"Clio!" Percy's voice sounded in the back of her mind, and from behind her.
"Percy stop." Jason yelled grabbing him, "You're not lightning proof!"
Clio looked up hearing that, a bolt of bright, while light came down towards her. It left her skin burning for a minute before it numb to irritating tingling. When the blinding light appeared in front of her, the instinct to close her eyes and she turned her head away front the source. When she's opened her eyes again a man at least seven feet tall with long gray hair and a beard to match stood scowling down at her.
"Do you understand what you've done?" He questioned.
"Yes and if your angry is with me it will be with only me." Clio spoke.
"I am the king of gods, the king of you. Kneel."
Clio hesitated, "No."
"I'll spare you, but your friends. I remain indifferent."
Clio's blue eyes narrowed and she dropped to one knee and let her head drop.
"Your pride is your downfall, child."
She looked up when the rain stopped. She looked around at the crowd of campers at the base of the hill staring up at her. Percy had his arms around her before she could react as almost instantly he jumped away away from her.
"You just electrocuted me. You're still full of electricity." He said smoothing the hairs that had started to stand.
"That's quite enough everyone." Chiron said making himself known as the crowd moved for him.
"Go back to what you were doing. There's debris everywhere if we want to be able to play capture the flag then it needs to be cleared." He ordered.
"It's her fault, blondie should have to clean." A guy with a deep voice yelled from the back of the crowd.
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