THE SEA QUEEN'S PEARL
The campers couldn't resist peering into the Infirmary. It was such a shock for Chiron to invite a Cyclops and a Mortal into the camp boarders. It was an even more shock when they realised the Mortal was an unconscious near death mother whose son was also unconscious. The camp was filled with excitement and rumours, immediately it had been decided by Aphrodite's cabin that a monster must attacked the mother and son pair and the mother was violently knocked away when she was trying to protect her only child who (being a weak little thing) was also instantly harmed and the Cyclops that has an obvious emotional attachment to the pair went to their rescue and called for help which of course Grover and Chiron on their way home had found them and brought them back. Mr D didn't like any of this and told them all to shut up and bugger off but then it wasn't unusual Mr D didn't like anything at all and always told them to shut up and bugger off. The Cyclops from the rumours could be seen sat outside weeping while Grover was trying to comfort him which was a weird sight for them all to see. Connor and Travis Stroll managed to get a look at the Mortal and told them that she was a very pretty woman. "She looks like Snow White," Connor said, "deadly pale and dark hair." "I think the Demi-God is definitely her son, I heard Chiron tell Mr D the stepfather was abusive," Travis added. There was a shudder throughout the camp. Every child here had suffered some sort of neglect or fear or abuse from their own parents. Whether it was their birth mother or father or that evil step relative you hear about in fairytales it had always been one of the two or even both in some extreme cases. The muted silence didn't last long due to the comical fog horn sound of the Cyclops blowing his nose on a bright orange camp T-shirt. The laughter was explosive and loud and for one brief moment it was a normal day, and then someone remembered what had just happened and whispered questions to their friend. If Mr D cared or Chiron wasn't busy trying to save two people's lives then they would actually do something, play capture the flag, practise their sword-skills or archery-skills or even just laze about by the lake while enjoying the warm summer's day. But there wasn't a caring Mr D or Chiron's constant presence and therefore the campers milled about in curiosity and not doing a thing at all. The buzz of whispers halted to a silence when someone from the Hermes' Cabin stood up and pointed to the lake. "Look!" he shouted. "Something is boiling the water!" Everyone turned to look at the lake and loud gasps and yelps of surprise could be heard as a head appeared out of the water. He was a tall, powerful, strong looking man. He had dark hair, sea-coloured eyes, and a beard dark enough to match the hair. He wore silly clothes, that looked out of place on him solely because of the power he was releasing with each breathe, a Hawaiian shirt, shorts, and sandals. He seemed furious and calm at the same time, the greatest contradiction in the world but then Gods have to be known for their self-control or otherwise the world would be destroyed ten times a day. "Daddy!" the Cyclops cried out. The whole camp (Athena's Cabin rather grudgingly) bowed down to Poseidon the God of the Sea and the Earth shaker. While the Cyclops just hugged him of all things. They all held their breath wondering if the God of the Sea would turn the Cyclops into a sea slug or something but to their mutual surprise the God merely hugged the Cyclops back and murmured something to him. They watched in awe as the Sea God strode confidently through the crowd and to the Infirmary where the unknown Demi-God and Mortal were resting. PJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJ Poseidon was furious. He barely escaped Olympia (and boy was he going to pay for that considering he insulted not only Zeus but Hera, Athena, and Artemis) when Triton sent him the news about Sally and Percy. Four years he had to stand there and watch Sally give herself to a man who didn't deserve to live and now he finds out that man had almost killed her and his son. Needless to say that Gabe was now nothing more than a pile of dust in the deepest depths of the ocean. Hera didn't approve but Poseidon really couldn't give a damn. He was slightly surprised to find one of his youngest Cyclops sons at the Camp looking tearful but then again Tyson was the more sensitive of Poseidon's sons and needed a protector. Percy was likely to have been that protector until now. He mumbled some comforting words to Tyson before striding into the pathetic excuse of a hospital where Percy laid covered in bandages and Sally was barely breathing. "Her windpipe is crushed," Chiron barely had time to say before Poseidon dismissed him. Poseidon took Sally's hand into his and pressed his lips against her knuckles. "My love," he murmured, "I am so sorry. I should have done this sooner; I could have protected you far better than I have done lately. Our son would have been happier and you would have never had to worry like you have been doing for the last few years." He kissed her hand again and held it against his cheek. "I love you," he whispered, "with all my being." He then placed her hand down softly on the bed and pulled out the beautiful pearl he had treasured all these years out from his pocket. The pearl was glowing a beautiful pale green light beneath its milky white skin, the scent and power of the ocean was coming out of it in waves. He carefully and slowly placed it upon Sally's breast just where her heart was slowly, dangerously slowly, beating. He watched in awe as the pearl sunk through her clothes and into her skin. The pale green glow seeped into her skin and she took a sharp deep breath before the glow warmed into a peachy human colour and her eyes fluttered open. There was a storm of power behind those eyes that he had never seen in Sally Jackson's eyes but he had definitely seen them in his wife's. "Poseidon," she whispered. Everything has been amplified. Her eyes were greener, her skin seemed softer, her voice was ten times stronger, louder, sweeter, and powerful, her hair looked more wild and silky, and her whole persona seemed just...more. "Amphitrite," he replied. His wife, other half, soul mate, lover, mother of his children, best friend, and most importantly simply Amphitrite was back. She was back.
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