Next Instalment :)

Hi guys! I'm sorry it's been taking me so long to get these posts written. I've got more of the story ready for you!  This will be my last post until after I get back from Convention. I'm not leaving until the 18th but I'm going to be busy with church activities and murdering 48 fat chickens. (We're raising meat chickens, we let them get fat then kill them and put them in the freezer to eat through out the year.) I hate murdering them but I can't get out of it and I kinda like to eat.
After I get back I'll share what I did! I'll take lots of pictures, especially when we go to the Garden of the Gods. :)
Here's the story!

  Coach Hedge was the first to break the silence, “The Di Angelo boy had a KID?! When did that happen?”
“Did you say son of Eirene?” asked Mallory’s mother.
  Mallory saw her father and Jason share a confused look. Actually, everyone looked confused, not just them.
  “Surely he would have told us,” said Jason.
“Wait,” Ben said, “You guys knew my father?”
Everyone nodded.
  “Yeah, we kinda went on a very dangerous quest to save the world with him,” said Leo. “He saved our butts several times.”
“Ben, how old are you?” asked Annabeth.
“I’m twelve, why?” Ben didn’t seem to understand why everyone was so astounded by who his father was.
“The last time we saw your father was five years ago,” Annabeth said, “At a reunion Percy and I hosted.”
“You think he would have told us that he had a kid,” said Percy. “And I think I would have remembered if he had brought you along.”
  “Wait,” said Mallory, “I think that he was there.”
“What?” everyone looked at her.
“Yeah, what?” echoed Ben.
“I don’t remember well since it was a while ago but I remember playing with a boy down on the beach the night of the reunion. I had wandered quite a ways away from everyone because I was following a hippocampus and trying to get it to talk to me.” She paused because she didn’t like to draw attention to the fact that unlike Charles and her father, she couldn’t understand fish or horses. “But I remember a boy all alone on the beach. He said he was waiting for his dad but that his dad was taking a long time and he was lonely on the beach. So we played together until a man came and took him away and sent me back to the house. I remember being freaked out because the man knew my name,” She looked at Ben. “Do you remember?” she asked.
Ben frowned but then said; “Yeah, I think I remember but, does it matter?” he looked at her quizzically.
 “No, it doesn’t really,” said Annabeth, seeing that Ben was uncomfortable. “What had we been talking about?”
 “About Nico having a kid?” Percy offered helpfully.
“No before that,” said Annabeth.
  “We came here to talk to the oracle. I’m leading a quest and Mallory and Ben are coming with me,” said Helen.
  “You’re going on a quest!” Percy interrupted, “Mallory that’s awesome! I—‘’ Percy was cut off when Annabeth gave him a look and a meaningful cough.
  “Oh,” said Percy. “I mean, congrats on getting a quest Helen. You were saying?”
Helen smiled at Percy then sobered as she told about her quest.
  “Well that explains why it’s dark!” exclaimed Leo after Helen had finished talking.
Everyone else looked worried. “Who would kidnap Apollo?” asked Percy. “I don’t think I could spend more than an hour around that dude. Bad, er . . . interesting poetry and all that.”
  “Don’t be disrespectful,” chided Piper.
“Can you see anything?” Mallory asked Rachel and Nymna.
  Everyone fell silent as Rachel and Nymna concentrated.
After a disconcertingly long time Rachel and Nymna opened their eyes.
  “I can’t see anything,” said Nymna shooting Rachel a worried look.”
“I couldn’t see anything either,” Rachel said.
  “Is something blocking Apollo from your sight?” Annabeth asked.
Rachel and Nymna shook their heads. “It’s like I don’t even have the sight.” Rachel sounded worried.
“Well, the Oracle of Delphi is Apollo’s oracle,” said Jason. “Maybe since something has happened to him that’s why you can’t see anything.”
  Rachel nodded, “That does make sense.”
“So no guidance for our quest?” Ben asked.
  Rachel shook her head and said, “I’m sorry but no.”
“West,” Nymna said, “I couldn’t see anything but that much I know. You must go west.”
Helen slapped a palm to her forehead.
  “What?” Mallory asked.
“We’re in Long Island,” said Helen, “Almost everything is west of here!”

To Be Continued . . .