Daughter of Olympus (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)
A/N: The titles are long af bc I find that very funny -Danny
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V. Memory Lane Has Too Many Stops and I Keep Getting Carsick
Ara has barely stopped crying when Leo Valdez shows up flying the bronze dragon. Everyone stands ready, except Ara. She pushes through the crowd, eyes brimming with tears once again.
"People of Earth, I come in peace!" Leo is the most insane-looking boy she's ever seen. He's dirty from head to toe and looks like he spent the whole night awake. "Festus is just saying hello!"
"That thing is dangerous! Kill it now!"
"Stand down!" Jason shouts anxiously, Annabeth and Nyssa stand next to him. "Leo, what have you done?"
"Found a ride!" He says cheerfully. "You said I could go on the quest if I got you a ride. Well, I got you a class-A metallic flying bad boy! Festus can take us anywhere!"
"Festus..?" Ara echoes hoarsely.
"It—has wings," Nyssa stammers.
"Yeah! I found them and reattached them."
"But it never had wings! Where did you find them?"
"In... the woods," he's hiding something, but Ara couldn't care less about it at the moment. "Repaired his circuits, too, mostly, so no more problems with him going haywire."
"Mostly?"
The dragon tilts his head and oil falls on top of Leo. He's completely unbothered by it. "Just a few kinks to work out."
Ara's mind catches up with her body and she runs to Festus in tears. Leo jumps out of the way in alarm, but everyone else is delighted. She looks less menacing this way. "You fixed it! You fixed my dragon!"
Leo frowns. "Say what?"
"But how did you survive?" Nyssa asks in shock. "I mean, the fire breath..."
"I'm quick," he turns to his sister. "And lucky. Now, am I on this quest, or what?"
"You named him Festus?" Jason adds. "You know that in Latin, 'Festus' means 'happy'? You want us to ride off to save the world on Happy the Dragon?"
"It's perfect!" Ara laughs, the first genuine laughter that comes out of her in days, and gods, it feels so good.
"Okay, so she's as crazy as me," Leo doesn't sound troubled by it. Festus purrs at Ara's touch, she's holding onto his snout. "That's a yes! Now, um, I'd really suggest we get going, guys. I already picked up some supplies in the—um, in the woods. And all these people with weapons are making Festus nervous."
"But we haven't planned anything yet. We can't just—"
"Go," Annabeth stares at them with fondness. "You have Ara, you'll be okay. You've only got three days until the solstice now, and you should never keep a nervous dragon waiting. This is certainly a good omen. Go!"
Jason looks at Piper. "You ready, partner?"
"You bet." The girl's beaming at the dragon.
"Everyone, give our General a proper send-off!" Lily speaks next to her, which causes Ara to jump. She hates it when Lily does that.
The campers lift their shields and swords. Lily places a Tyrian purple cloak on Ara's shoulders and hands her a worn T-rex backpack. "Come back alive," she raises her left hand, and a thin scar can be seen on the side of her wrist. "Deal?"
Ara lifts her right wrist and lightly presses it against Lily's. "You got it." She turns to look at the campers. "I'll bring you good news this time, I promise," Ara faces Leo, the insane boy, and her eyes fill with gratitude. "I owe you a big one."
"Cash only, sunshine. Or a kiss, if you're feeling generous," Leo jokes, trying to stop her from looking at him like that.
Ara smiles, which is not the reaction he wanted. He's hoping she'll go back to being grumpy soon, but unfortunately, nothing's going to make her forget his great deed. "I'll think about it."
She climbs on top of the dragon, and Leo does an okay job at keeping it together. Ara feels this is where she's meant to be, this will bring back her brother. She's always had a good instinct when it comes to Percy.
I'm weaving baskets when this weird thought crosses my mind:
Look for Percy!
I saw him fifteen minutes ago, but I tell the naiads and nymphs that are with me: "Go get help." They notice how serious I am—which is unlike me—and follow my plea. I make my way to the forest, something is guiding me.
When Percy fought Ares, I gave him Aphrodite's protection. I told him "Love will keep you safe", and at the time he thought that I was saying it to not be the only one that hadn't given him something, but I knew it would work. I didn't know that it would bind me to him, but I'm not complaining.
When I find him, Percy sounds scared. "You're being used, Luke. You and Ares both. Don't listen to Kronos."
"I've been used? Look at yourself. What has your dad ever done for you? Kronos will rise. You've only delayed his plans. He will cast the Olympians into Tartarus and drive humanity back to their caves. All except the strongest—the ones who serve him."
I throw my basket at the back of Luke's head, trying to give Percy time so he can grab his sword. Luke turns and holds his weapon tighter. He has a new sword. "I've had enough!"
I stumble and cut my palm on a rock, I grab it and hear Percy's panicky voice. "Don't!" I don't know who he's talking to, but neither of us listens. The rock hits Luke's arm and I roll to avoid his blade but it grazes my skin. I grab a fistful of dirt and throw it at his face.
Percy swats whatever creature is on his leg and draws out his sword, Luke notices and decides I'm not worth the trouble, he makes an arch-motion with his weapon and disappears through a portal. I'm scared shitless and I can feel my back pulsing, I wanna run and hide behind someone again.
"I'm sorry!" I cry, even though I'm not the one who almost killed Percy.
He stumbles toward me in some sort of pain, and I'll be damned if I don't help him out of this one. I put his left arm around my shoulders, and he places most of his weight on me, but I carry on.
"Cool, right?" Leo's smell is starting to get a little too hard to ignore, Ara tries to keep his oil-covered self away.
"What if we get spotted?" Piper asks.
"The Mist," Jason responds before Ara can. "It keeps mortals from seeing magic things. If they spot us, they'll probably mistake us for a small plane or something."
"You sure about that?"
"No."
"I am," Ara replies. "Don't worry, Piper, the crazier it gets, the harder it is for mortals to notice. If not, I know how to fix it."
"Is it thanks to the cool thing you are?" Leo asks.
"Yeah, Chiron had to readjust my training, not everyone can control the mist, but Thalia Grace is really good at it and she and Chiron taught me, she's the other child of Zeus."
"We're making good time," Jason comments like he's trying to change the subject. "Probably get there by tonight."
"Where are we heading?" Piper questions.
"To find the god of the North Wind and chase some storm spirits."
"Piece of cake," Ara nods. "I've gone to many quests, follow your instincts and we'll be okay."
"Which reminds me!" Leo adds. "You didn't finish your story! You promised you would explain!"
Ara frowns. "Where was I?"
"That Luke dude went nuts."
She pauses, trying to piece her memories together. "Well, the nymphs took us back to camp..."
Percy's really weak after Luke's attack. Annabeth left half an hour ago, and I'm standing on the porch clinging to my friend's arm. "You're going too, aren't you?"
The basket I was weaving when I found him is at my feet, I made it for Grover. Percy says he might not come back at all. Grover, Annabeth, and Percy are the closest friends I've had and they're leaving. I want Percy to stay.
"I want to be with my mom, Ara."
"I wish I had a family," I make a face.
Percy pats my hand, I would rather have him glaring, but Annabeth says he's got a soft spot for me. "I thought you were excited to work on the forges?"
I sigh, Percy's words are not enough to distract me. "If I had a family, I'd choose them over camp too," I hold his hand and squeeze it. "Have a good year, Nemo."
He shakes my hand. "Have a fun year, Birdy. Maybe you can come and spend Christmas with me and my mom?"
"You're giving me permission to annoy you outside camp?"
Percy grabs his glass of nectar and drinks from it. "Let's see who gets tired first."
Leo isn't as obnoxious as he pretends to be. He tells them about his connection to Hera, and the girl connects the dots. She doesn't want to use her empath touch on him, but she doesn't need to, Leo gets really quiet after telling his story and keeps his eyes ahead, no longer in the mood for jokes.
Ara process all the information she's gathered, to her it's obvious who the big bad is, but she does not dare to say it out loud, it would mean her future as the daughter of Olympus is bound to that stupid prophecy...
"You know something, don't you?" Piper asks as if reading Ara's thoughts.
Leo has fallen asleep in front of them so she speaks quietly, though she doesn't need to, the wind is loud enough to hide her voice. "Nothing that could make things better."
"Okay... I just want to say, you know... thank you," Piper squeezes her shoulder. "You must be dead worried about your brother..."
Ara senses dread in Piper, the girl isn't as calm as she appears to be. "He would've wanted me to come. Others are looking for him, so..." She isn't needed. At least here, she feels important. She's a protector, and she likes that these demigods respect her. "And Lily's looking after camp, so I'm not worried."
"Annabeth's sister?" Piper muses. "Is she another daughter of Olympus?"
"Something better," Ara smiles. "She's my best friend."
Lily Saggio is the newest and weirdest camper in this place. She's got pitch-black hair and big gray eyes. Since I came back from Percy's home, I've seen campers give her weary looks when she walks past, they say she's just like Thalia.
"Hi! I'm Ara!"
The girl regards me with distrust, then she glances at the table I was in. I feel like she ran a background check in less than five seconds. "Lily Saggio."
I'll have to carry the conversation. That's okay. "You're lucky you got here during winter and not summer! Where are you from?"
Lily stares at me pondering whether to talk or ignore me. "You're a year-rounder?"
"Yeah!"
"Why weren't you here last week?" I notice she's trying to hide an accent, but I do my best to act like I don't.
"I was invited to my friend's house. Look, he gave me this!" I show her my backpack, which is a teddy bear. I keep priceless things in it: my snacks and the legos Sally gave me as a Christmas/late birthday present.
"You can leave this place?" Lily's expression shifts.
"Not all the time," I pull Bear and rummage through him. "I promised I wouldn't leave Percy's apartment—and it was Christmas!"
Lily stands up straighter, looking defiant. "I can look after myself, I've fought monsters before," She pulls out a black dagger and shows it to me.
I gasp. "Where did you get that?"
"It showed up on my nightstand after my Nonna..." She pauses and shakes her head. "It's a gift from my patron, so I don't—"
"You don't like it here?" I pull out my box of Legos and Lily's eyes brighten at the sight. "Don't you wanna know who your parent is?"
She frowns. "I know who my dad is."
"Oh! You're an Ares kid? You don't look like Apollo but you'd make an interesting child of Hermes or Dionys—"
"I didn't mean that."
"You know your dad?" I ask, not following the conversation.
"Yes, my mortal parent," she rolls her eyes. "I don't care about the god. They didn't care about me."
To think that way will get her a step closer to joining Luke. I don't want that. "Do I look like I'm Aphrodite's child?"
"What?"
"Do I look it?" I insist.
"You're okay."
This is the first time anyone calls me okay. My brain goes: Well... duh!
"It hardly matters who your godly parent is, you'll grow to love it here," I lock arms with her and place my Legos on her hands. "I'm going to the forges, come and see."
"I don't need a chaperone—"
"You are sooo grumpy," I sigh. "No one would trust me to look after another camper. So!"
Lily waits for me to finish my sentence. "So?"
"They'll leave you alone if I'm with you, I'm not very popular either."
On our way to the forges, I hear a couple of Ares kids shout rude things at Lily, I step in to shut them up and they laugh so hard they forget about her.
"Go away," Lily scowls at me.
I pout a little. "I just wanted to help."
"I don't need you."
"I didn't do that thinking you—"
"I don't care," she clenches her fists. "Never do that again."
When they reach Boreas's palace, two of his children stop them. Zethes stares at the purple cloak covering her shoulders and his smile evaporates. "Ara Jackson."
She gives a start. "Hi. You know my name?"
"You killed Cacus!"
"Who?" Leo asks with amusement.
"It wasn't only me," Ara dismisses the comment. "Can we go in, then?"
Zethes doesn't look pleased. "You'll kill us if we don't let you?"
Ara shrugs. "Sure."
Leo leans closer as they fly down. "So if I get into a nasty fight, could you just smite my opponent? It'd be super helpful if I knew that beforehand..."
"Shut up," Ara scowls, but she's hiding a smile.
When they land, the Boreads get a little nervous about having Festus there. "No, no, no," Zethes points at it. "The dragon must be deactivated. We can't have fire in here. The heat ruins my hair."
Ara steps forward. "Stay away from the dragon, then."
"'S'okay, boy," Leo eases the automaton, giving her a reassuring nod. "The dragon's a little touchy about the whole deactivation concept. But I've got a better solution."
"Destroy?" Cal suggested.
"No, man. You gotta stop with the destroy talk. Just wait."
"Leo," Piper intervenes, "what are you—"
"Watch and learn, beauty queen. When I was repairing Festus last night, I found all kinds of buttons. Some, you do not want to know what they do. But others... Ah, here we go."
Leo sneaks his hand inside Festus's left paw and Ara hears a click, the dragon folds until it's a block of bronze. "Um... yeah. Hold on. I think—aha!" A handle pops up along with four wheels at the bottom. "Ta-da! The world's heaviest carry-on bag!"
"Cool!" Ara gets closer to examine it. Every time Leo gets that reaction out of her, he looks ready to throw himself off a rooftop.
"That's impossible," Jason exclaims. "Something that big couldn't—"
"Stop!" Zethes and his brother suddenly point their swords at Leo.
"Hey!" Ara makes her own weapon appear. "What's your problem?"
Leo raises his hands. "Okay... what'd I do? Stay calm, guys. If it bothers you that much, I don't have to take the dragon as carry-on—"
"Who are you? A child of the South Wind, spying on us?"
"What? No! Son of Hephaestus. Friendly blacksmith, no harm to anyone!"
"Smell fire," Cal gets closer. "Fire is bad."
"Oh. Yeah, well... my clothes are kind of singed, and I've been working with oil, and—"
"No!" Zethes tries to touch Leo but Ara keeps him away with her sword. "We can smell fire, demigod. We assumed it was from the creaky dragon, but now the dragon is a suitcase. And I still smell fire... on you."
Ara glances at Leo. He is hiding something. "Hey... look... I don't know—Guys, a little help?"
"Look, there's been a mistake. Leo isn't a fire guy. Tell them, Leo. Tell them you're not a fire guy," Jason says, which is not great.
"Um..." Leo's indecision makes Ara uneasy.
"Piper," she could do this, but it's better for her sister to get comfortable with her powers. "Talk some sense into these boys, please?"
The girl understands right away. "Zethes? We're all friends here. Put down your swords and let's talk."
"The girl is pretty," he hums, "and of course she cannot help being attracted to my amazingness; but sadly, I cannot romance her at this time."
"Destroy him now?"
"Sadly, I think—"
"No," Jason insists. "Leo's just a son of Hephaestus. He's no threat. Piper here is a daughter of Aphrodite. I'm the son of Zeus. We're on a peaceful..."
"What did you say?" Zethes snaps. "You are the son of Zeus?"
"Um... yeah," he pauses. "That's a good thing, right? My name is Jason."
"Can't be Jason," Cal says stupidly. "Doesn't look the same."
"No, he is not our Jason. Our Jason was more stylish. Not as much as me—but stylish. Besides, our Jason died millennia ago."
"Wait," the boy continues. "Your Jason... you mean the original Jason? The Golden Fleece guy?"
"Of course! We were his crewmates aboard his ship, the Argo, in the old times, when we were mortal demigods. Then we accepted immortality to serve our father, so I could look this good for all time, and my silly brother could enjoy pizza and hockey."
So many demigods gave up their mortality, and most of them had done it for such stupid reasons! Ara can't believe Percy's the exception to the rule, she's seen him push a pull door way too many times.
"Hockey!" Cal says happily.
"But Jason—our Jason—he died a mortal death. You can't be him."
"I'm not."
"So, destroy?"
"No," Zethes pouts. "If he is a son of Zeus, he could be the one we've been watching for. He's with Jackson, after all."
"Watching for?" Leo repeats. "You mean like in a good way: you'll shower him with fabulous prizes? Or watching for like in a bad way: he's in trouble?"
"That depends on my father's will," a girl's voice announces.
A brief flash of light comes out of Leo as soon as he sees the girl, but it's so short-lived Ara doesn't even distinguish its color. She scowls at him. Really? Right now? But she doesn't say anything out loud, she's the only one who can see those things anyway.
The goddess is asking Jason to join her father, apparently, he's got some judgment to make, but Leo is not allowed to come. Jason and Piper don't want to leave him, and Ara doesn't want to either, she doesn't trust Leo will stay put.
He smiles and obediently sits on top of Festus. "It's fine, guys. No sense causing trouble if we don't have to. You go ahead."
Again, Ara's intrigued. Half the time he's hyper and impatient and now he's just... half a smile that does not reach his eyes. She's never met anyone like him, someone made out of halves.
"Listen to your friend," the young goddess tells them. "Leo Valdez will be perfectly safe. I wish I could say the same for you. Now come, King Boreas is waiting."
Ara wants to sit and have a full-fledged conversation with Leo about his feelings and how he perceives the world, but she's lost practice. Before it was easy to pay attention to others, but Ara's obligations positioned her above many things, including day-to-day interaction with campers.
Lily's impression of me changes after Capture the Flag."This is your first time playing so don't worry, they won't notice you," I undo the clasp of her armor vest before she can stop me and fix it for her.
"What do you mean?" She frowns.
"You're new, they won't ask you to do anything."
She's deeply upset about this. "They should take advantage of all their assets!"
"We're not tools," I tilt my head with amusement. Lily's lived on the streets for far too long. "If you're so sure you can handle it, though... there's something I've always wanted to try."
She wavers. "What is it?"
"I think I can reach the flag faster than our leader. No one ever pays attention to me and it'd be really funny if we get there first instead of our Captain. What do you say?"
Lily makes a face. "That's not a plan."
"Are you a chicken, Saggio?" I don't know why I tease her, but she looks funny when she's angry.
"No!"
"A drachma says I can get to the flag before you can!" I sprint out of sight.
I hear her trying to catch up and that makes me giggle. I move as quickly as possible, but then, just when I'm reaching the limits, Lily comes out of nowhere and tackles me to the ground. We're both lifted in the air and end up hanging upside down from a tree.
"Why did you do that?" I complain. "We could've won!"
"I wasn't letting you get there first, you turned it into a competition!" She says. "What is this?"
"Rope. Beckendorf did it, so we're stuck here until someone finds us. Or so he says..."
"What do you mean?"
"These are designed for heavier demigods," I look up—down, actually—and follow the rope to see where it ends."I'll take your knife, the rope's tied in my direction."
"Turn us around!"
"Are any of your arms free?"
She groans, trying to release herself. "It's my knife!"
"You're bossy," I sigh. "Sit tight while I free us, boss."
I squirm for five whole minutes, but the rope's only getting tighter. Lily tries to stop me, but I'm not giving up. Finally, after a long struggle... Lily's dagger falls out of her belt.
She lets her head hang in defeat. "I'll scream."
"No!"
"Why not?" She presses. "There's nothing we can do!"
I was telling the truth when I said this was something I'd been planning to do for quite a while, but this is not how I wanted it to go. "We can't be seen like this, your rep will be ruined!"
Two arrows fly through the gap between us, one of them scratches us but we're released in less than a second. Lily lands sideways and I land on my back.
"Well, well..." a small boy walks up to us smirking. "Out of all the campers, I never thought they'd send you."
I smile sweetly. "Hey, bud, if you can find it in your heart to let us go..."
He seizes two new arrows from his quiver and points them at us. "Get up."
Lily sits up, immensely disappointed... so I start talking.
"Michael," I charmspeak him. "Hand me your bow." His shoulders relax and the arrows fall at his feet, then he gives me his bow.
"Che cosa..!" Lily whispers in shock.
"The quiver too," Michael hands it to me. I look at it, then at him. "Forget this happened and go to sleep." He drops to the ground, snoring loudly. "So..." I hand Lily the bow. "He caught me, you knocked him out and took his weapons before he could take me. Fair play."
The more agitated she gets, the more it stands out that accent she has. "Have you always been able to do that?"
"You were going to lose, and now you're going back with a prisoner. They'll give you a bigger role next time thanks to that."
"But I didn't do this!"
"So what?" I shrug. "Next time you'll do something better, that'll be enough to compensate for the lie. There is no honor in going down by charmspeak, Lily. You're tough and Michael's got a bad temper, it'll make both of you look good."
"But I'm..." I can't tell if she's angry or flustered. "I was stubborn, I don't deserve a win."
"I was pushing your buttons," I admit. "Please, Michael will prefer this over the truth."
Lily's not convinced. "And you?"
"Teach me to be quiet and we'll be even," I pick up her dagger.
"I wouldn't want you as my enemy," she seizes her weapon and places it on her belt. The gash Michael made on our wrists is bleeding, hers is on the left wrist and mine's on the right. "It's a deal."
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