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The Demigods and the Blue Box Part Three

The Demigods and the Blue Box Part Three

Part Two of this series can be found here.

“Most definitely,” the Doctor’s eyes sparkled as he said it. “Looking forward to it.”
“Look, we don’t have time for conversation right now. There’s kind of a T-Rex out to kill us all,” Clarisse interjected. “So if this Doctor is somebody we can trust now, I want to know his plan. Now.”
“Yes of course! Firstly, I need to get close to the beast. Within a few meters. And then-”
Clarisse cut him off. “Meters?”
After just a second of slight confusion and squinting at Clarisse the Doctor realized the problem. “Yards. A few yards.”
“Got it,” Clarisse nodded.
“I’ll go with you,” Annabeth volunteered. She may have decided to trust this time traveling Doctor, but that did not mean she was going to leave him alone on the front lines.
“Very good! Yes, excellent. Alright. Once I’m near the dinosaur I’ll be able to use this,” the Doctor said, holding up a small cylinder that glowed green on the top, “to find out where it came from.”
“Isn’t that obvious? It came from the ground. Maybe the labyrinth,” Percy offered.
“Well, yes, that’s one possibility,” admitted the Doctor.
Annabeth rose one eyebrow and looked at him. “And the others are…?” Just then there was a loud thud from not too far away from where the four of them were standing. It sounded like a fallen tree. All four of them winced.
“Haven’t got time to explain. If it’s important you’ll find out soon enough,” the Doctor said. “For now, Annabeth, lead the way.”
With a quick nod, Annabeth turned away from the small circle the group had formed and, with knife in hand, wove her way through the assembled demigods. This time it wasn’t too hard; the closer Annabeth came to the front line the more the other demigods recognized who she was and parted for her. Occasionally Annabeth would glance back to make sure that the Doctor was still trailing behind her, but she never stopped completely.
Annabeth’s eyes scanned the tree line. There. Not very far from her at all. Lowering her gaze Annabeth could make out the great claws of the dinosaur and several older demigods hacking away with little to no effect. “That’s weird,” Annabeth thought aloud.
“What is?” asked the Doctor, next to her.
“None of them are having an effect. They’re some of the best we have. With celestial bronze weapons, too.”
“Celestial bronze?” prompted the Doctor.
“The metal we make our weapons out of. It’ll harm monsters as normal, but the blade will pass right through a mortal without hurting it.” The Doctor nodded slightly and didn’t say anything. Annabeth became uneasy with the silence. Was he waiting for her to figure something out? What had she said that- Wait! “The celestial bronze!” Annabeth’s eyes widened as she said it. “It doesn’t hurt mortals!”
“There, you’ve got it!” the Doctor said. “Keep going!”
“So, this dinosaur isn’t a monster at all. It has to be mortal. So, natural. So… Dinosaurs aren’t extinct after all.” Annabeth closed her lips and became very quiet as she looked to the claws of the dinosaur. Not extinct. Not that it wasn’t possible, but… It just seemed so unlikely. And yet here was the evidence, plain as day.
“It does seem that way, doesn’t it,” replied the Doctor. He took one step forward and pressed a button on his small metal cylinder. “This is a sonic screwdriver. Comes in very handy.”
“What are you doing with it now?” Annabeth asked him as he stopped pointing the device at the dinosaur and seemed to be looking at some kind of reading off it.
“I am checking,” the Doctor replied slowly and absentmindedly, still focused on the screwdriver, “To see where this little guy came from.”
“Any luck?” Annabeth asked.
“Depends on how you look at it,” the Doctor told her, putting the sonic screwdriver away.
“And why’s that?” Annabeth pressed.
“Well, because, you’re right. It is from earth, and completely natural. But dinosaurs are still extinct. This one came from a long time ago. A very long time ago.”

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Posted by on October 30, 2014 in *Le Fanfic, *Le Percy Jackson


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The Demigods and the Blue Box Part Two

The Demigods and the Blue Box Part Two

Part One of this series can be found here.

“Like I said, Annabeth Chase, I’m here because you called me. And it looks like I got here none too soon.” The words rung in Annabeth’s ears. He knew her name. How did he know her name? Where did he come from? Who was he—really? What was going on outside? Was he involved in that? And how could she have called him? She’d never met him!
While Annabeth was still thinking Percy stepped more fully in front of her and uncapped Riptide, revealing the celestial bronze sword. He moved into an offensive position and pointed the tip in the direction of the Doctor. “Tell me I get to pummel him for you now,” he asked her.
“Not yet,” Annabeth decided.
Completely forgetting that he really shouldn’t turn his back on a person he’s holding Riptide to, Percy whipped his head around to look at her in shock. “You’re kidding.”
“I’m really not. And we don’t have time to argue. We need to find out what’s happening outside. And then I’ll tell you if you can pummel him. Stay here. I’ll be right back.” Annabeth held one hand up, palm facing out, to hold Percy back. He nodded slightly and turned back to the Doctor. Annabeth ran outside, dagger already drawn.
It was chaos. Cabin groups running every which way. The Apollo kids forming archer groups, the Hephastus kids gathering various war-related contraptions, Ares spearheading the operation and putting together an army, Aphrodite scrambling around in panic. Everything was so frantic Annabeth couldn’t even make out what all the fuss was about. She needed to find somebody. Chiron if she could find him. At this point though, Annabeth would settle for Clarisse as long as she could find her in all the madness.
She started running.
The threat was coming from the other side of camp, and so Annabeth ran between the various cabins and equipement all while calculating the more efficient route possible through the camp. As she approached the front lines the crowd grew thicker. At long last she could see Chiron in centaur form standing right in the thick of the brewing battle, but he was too far away. Annabeth couldn’t get to him. She scanned the area nearer her. Clarisse! Now her Annabeth could get to.
“Carisse!” Annabeth shouted as she moved through clusters of enthusiastic Ares kids. When Clarisse completely ignored her Annabeth rolled her eyes. “Clarisse!” she shouted again. This time she got Clarisse’s attention.
“Chase, where have you been? And where’s Jackson? We need as many men as we can get our hands on.”
“Percy and I are dealing with another potential threat. What in Hades is happening here?”
“A monster. Big. Nothing we’ve ever seen before. And it passed through the Mist like there was no such thing.” Clarisse looked almost concerned. That was rare. It startled Annabeth a bit to see even Clarisse worrying over a monster. This couldn’t be good.
“What does it look like?” she asked. As an Athena kid, maybe Annabeth knew something Clarisse didn’t.
“Like… And I know this is crazy, but it looks like a T-Rex. And according to the Hephaestus kids’ tech, that’s exactly what it is.”
Annabeth scrunched her eyes a bit in thought and doubt. “That can’t be. The Tyrannosaurus Rex is extinct. Has been for centuries.”
“Yes indeed!” came an all too familiar voice from behind Annabeth. The Doctor.
Annabeth whipped her head around and pulled her dagger out immediately. “What did you do to Percy?”
“Annabeth! Over here!” Percy called to her as he waded through the crowds of armed kids. “It’s fine! He’s fine. He’s unarmed and under my supervision, of course, but we can trust him. I think.”
“And why do you suddenly think that? You wanted to beat him up just a few minutes ago!” Annabeth asked him, keeping her gaze firmly on the Doctor.
“He showed me inside his blue box. Annabeth, you’re going to love it. I’ll explain later. But, Annabeth… He’s a time traveler,” Percy finished.
“And how do you know that?” was Annabeth’s only response.
“Because I saw the moon in 1969 and am back here in time to tell you about it,” Percy said. He didn’t miss a beat. He couldn’t be joking; he wasn’t that good a liar. He was telling the truth.
“Alright,” Annabeth said. “I will trust you, at least for now, and only because Percy does.” She lowered her dagger.
“Well that is a good thing then, because you and your friend here are both absolutely right. It is a T-rex. And T-rexes are extinct. Or, they should be. Apparently there’s more to that bit than we thought.” The Doctor said with a slight grimace.
“If you’re a time traveler I could have called you from any point in my time line. And I haven’t yet. So I must do it in the future.” The Doctor nodded. “If that’s so then apparently in the future I grow to trust you. So then, Doctor, show me how get this thing out of my camp.”
“Most definitely,” the Doctor’s eyes sparkled as he said it. “Looking forward to it.”

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Posted by on October 16, 2014 in *Le Fanfic, *Le Percy Jackson


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The Demigods and the Blue Box

“Annabeth?” asked Percy, lightly tapping her shoulder.
Annabeth started and looked up at him. “I’m working on Olympus. What is it?”
“That noise. Did you hear it?” Annabeth strained to hear any hint of the sound that Percy seemed so excited about. “No… It was probably the foundation creaking.”
Percy shook his head. “If that’s the sound our foundations make, I think we need new foundations. I’m going to check outsi-” Percy stopped mid sentence.
“What are you looking a-” Annabeth started to ask, turning around to face Percy. Now both stared open mouthed at the small building which had somehow erected itself in their common room in a matter of second. “By the gods,” Annabeth whispered. “It’s…”
“It’s… blue!” Percy finished. “We should check it out.” He looked as if he were about to take a step forward, but Annabeth stopped him with her hand.
“Are you crazy? We don’t know what that thing is!”
“Exactly! We gotta investigate. For Camp Half Blood!” Looking back at her Percy’s eyes were wide and pleading. Annabeth sighed. Maybe they could investigate, a little investigation couldn’t hurt…
“Alright, fine. Keep Riptide capped. But keep it in hand.”
Percy took his hand back and pulled Riptide out of his pocket, beaming at Annabeth the entire time. “Thanks, Wise Girl. Now c’mon!”
Once more Annabeth grabbed Percy’s arm. “Shhh! Anything, or, anyone, could be in there.”
“Oh,” whispered Percy back. “Right. Sorry.” He grinned sheepishly and shrugged slightly. Annabeth rolled her eyes, but couldn’t keep from smirking a little.
They crept up on the structure slowly, Annabeth encircling it to assess the archetecture. A London police call box, circa 1950. Old and clearly just painted, but, painted over shoddy wood. Annabeth rose one eyebrow as she looked. And this thing just showed up in her camp, how now?
Percy lightly pushed on the door. It didn’t budge. Annabeth ran her hand along it, and couldn’t push it open either. Surprisingly sturdy for its age. “We won’t be able to break this down. I don’t know why not,” Annabeth whispered. “What do you think we should do?”
“You could try knocking!” came a voice from inside the box as the door swung wide open and a young, grinning man in a bow tie stepped out. “Hello you two, couldn’t help but overhear a little something about breaking down my TARDIS door.”
“You are standing in Camp Half-Blood, my home. I swore to protect it,” Annabeth stated. Just, to let this man know exactly where she stood.
“And I applaud your efforts, I really do, because you, you clever thing you, you figured out straight away that that wouldn’t work too very well. No one can get through those doors. And believe me, many have tried.”
“Is that a threat?” asked Annabeth, cocking her head slightly to the side. Percy stood next to her, his hand on Riptide’s cap. She held onto his arm to let him know not to uncap it just yet. This man, whoever he was, didn’t seem too hostile. Although it could be a ruse. Either way, Annabeth wanted to try her hand at talking her way out of this situation before a battle broke out.
“A threat? No, no, not unless you’re the Huns, or the Slitheen, or the Cybermen, or the Judoon, come to think of it, or-”
“Who are you, and how did you get here?” asked Annabeth sternly, cutting the man off.
The man straightened his bow tie and raised his chin slightly. “I’m the Doctor.” He stopped there and looked like he was waiting for a response.
“And what is that supposed to mean?” inquired Annabeth.
“What does it mean? Well, it means that I’m a doctor, of course, I travel around in this TARDIS of mine and save stuff. Pretty exciting, don’t you think?” This doctor, whoever he was, was a strange one. He looked human, but then, he could be a monster pretending to be human.
“Alright, whatever, the Doctor, then. How did you get past the magic surrounding this camp? And why are you here?” He seemed pretty cooaporative so far. Maybe she could get everything she needed to know out of him without a fight after all.
“Magic? Oh, that was easy, the TARDIS uses the same technology. That’s not important. But now, you see, now, you come to the important question,” the Doctor said, stepping slowly closer to Annabeth and stopping only when he was practically touching her. She gripped Percy’s arm a bit tighter, but she still wanted to give it a little more time before she’d attack. “Why?”
“Well, I don’t know. That’s what I was asking you. Why are you here, ‘The Doctor’?” Annabeth asked impertinently, staring up at him without blinking.
“It’s just ‘Doctor.’ And well, I’m here because you called me.”
“I didn’t call you!” Annabeth rose her voice to a near shout. Inwardly her mind was working at this new puzzle frantically. A London police box suddenly appears in Camp Half-Blood, out comes a young British man, and here he comes talking about things that couldn’t be true. He couldn’t be telling the truth. He had to be lying. She hadn’t called anybody.
“Do I uncap Riptide now?” Percy asked in a stage whisper.
“Not just yet,” Annabeth returned. She took one step back from the Doctor, placed her weight evenly between her legs, crossed her arms, and stared at him. “I want him to explain what exactly he means by that.” A brief pause. The Doctor wasn’t smiling anymore, but he also didn’t look very nervous. He thought he could beat Percy and her together, no doubt. Annabeth wasn’t sure that wasn’t wrong.
“I didn’t call you. You’re lying. I don’t know who you are, monster, or which god sent you up here from Tartarus, but your trick isn’t going to work on me.”
“Monster? Tartarus? No, no, you’ve got me all wrong. Strictly speaking I’m not quite human, truth be told, but I’m not one of your Greek monsters. I’m not here to destroy your camp. I told you, I’m here because you called me.”
A booming thud sounded from outside. Annabeth whipped her head around to the noise.
“That was the Ares kids’ canon,” Percy said aloud. He was right. And the Ares kids didn’t use that canon unless something big was happening. They didn’t use that thing unless Camp Half-Blood was under attack. Annabeth’s muscles tensed. She needed to finish up here, and then get outside. She turned back to the Doctor.
“Like I said, Annabeth Chase, I’m here because you called me. And it looks like I got here none too soon.”


Posted by on October 2, 2014 in *Le Fanfic, *Le Percy Jackson


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