Ch 5

It was pretty easy, actually. Annabeth got out her knife, and I raised Riptide. The sword passed through Shizuka's body as if it was made of water.

Hissssssss.

She dissolved into dust, and the dust blew towards and got all over Haruhi.

"Gross!" she exclaimed, brushing the monster-dust off of her uniform.

"Monsters do that," I said. "Sorry."

"W-What was THAT?" Tamaki asked. He was practically hyperventilating.

"No time!" Annabeth said. "Come on! We need to get to somewhere safe!"

We ran through the hallways until we came to the door of (I assumed) the headmaster's office.

Sitting there was a man who looked a bit like Tamaki.

"Headmaster!" Haruhi exclaimed. "T-there was a f-flying hag, and-"

Mr. Suoh looked puzzled. "What is it, children? What's wrong?"

Annabeth stepped in. "It's time to get them to camp, Suoh-sensei. They found them."

His eyes widened. "Come," he said. "I'll get the taxis. And the planes, too."

"Um," I said, "Sensei, I'm Poseidon's son, Jackson Percy. I can't fly. You know, the rival between Zeus and Poseidon?"

He nodded. "Of course. I get some ships, then. Fujioka-san, I'll contact your father, and tell him where you're going."

She nodded. "Thank you, Sensei."

But we had no reason to wait for a phone call. A man with extremely long hair pulled back into a ponytail, wearing a t-shirt and jeans (and lipstick and mascara), came into the room, panting. Grover was right behind him.

"Fujioka-sama! We need to go! Haruhi's life is in danger! She could DIE! You hear?"

He nodded. He placed his hands on Haruhi's shoulders, and said "Haruhi, you're going to the Americas. You'll be safe there."

"Safe from what?" Haruhi asked.

"Um, Haruhi, you know that Fury that just attacked us? She couldn't have just happened to be here! She was looking for you seven!"

Haruhi had tears in her eyes. "No. No, Papa. I won't leave you! You'll die! The monsters…they'll come looking for you…"

Mr. Fujioka sighed and had a small smile. "You're too independent for your own good, Haruhi! I'll be fine! As the boy said, they're looking for you! I love you!"

"No..." Haruhi cried. "NO! NO! I WON'T LEAVE YOU!"

"Boys," Mr. Fujioka said. "Take her out of here and somewhere safe. She can't stay here."

The host club nodded. Tamaki gently grabbed Haruhi by her arms and began to half drag and half carry her out of the room, while she thrashed and screamed.

A few hours later, we were standing on a large cruise ship, having a last look at the Japanese seashore.

Haruhi was crying in Tamaki's arms, while he murmured soothing words into her ears. The entire host club was surrounded around her, trying to comfort her.

It took a few more minutes to calm her down.

Annabeth began talking. "Now, according to what you all have gone through, I suppose you deserve an explanation."

Everyone nodded.

Annabeth took a deep breath and said, "You're different that other teenagers. You're like us. You're half-bloods."

She looked at all of them. "Have any of you happen to have been diagnosed with ADHD or dyslexia?"

Slowly but surely, everyone nodded. "Okay, that's the first sign of half-bloods. ADHD is your battle reflexes, and dyslexia means your mind is hardwired for Ancient Greek. Were all of your highest grades in Greek class?"

Again, everyone nodded.

"Very good. You're going to a place in New York. Camp Half-Blood. It's the only place in the world that is resistant to monsters like Shizuka. She is a Fury, like in the myths. That's what you are. You're the children of the people in the myths."

I looked around the group, and their faces showed confusion.

I finished Annabeth's sentence for her. "You're the children of the Greek gods."

Now the confusion changed to shock.

"Yeah," I said. "I felt the same way. You're going to Camp Half-Blood until the end of the summer. You'll be safe there. Trust us."