One Hundred and Ninety-One: Percy experiences all five stages of grief

                                    

                                          
PERCY
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The Hephaestus cabin was out of Greek fire. The Apollo cabin and the Hunters were scrounging for arrows. Most of the demigods had already ingested so much ambrosia and nectar, they didn't dare take any more.
They had eighteen campers, seventeen Hunters, half a dozen satyrs, and one traitor left in fighting shape. The rest had taken refuge on Olympus. The Party Ponies tried to form ranks, but they staggered and giggled and they all smelled like root beer. The Texans were head-butting the Coloradoans. The Missouri branch was arguing with Illinois. The chances were pretty good the whole army would end up fighting each other rather than the enemy.
Percy glared at Ethan Nakamura. He didn't like his presence. For some reason, he had a chilly feeling about it. Still no word from Sen, and all of a sudden, Ethan turns up and betrays Kronos? But he knew he had to trust him. Ethan swore on the Styx- once to Annabeth and Thalia, once to the entire group.
Chiron trotted up with Rachel on his back. Percy felt a twinge of annoyance because Chiron rarely gave anyone a ride, and never a mortal.
"Your friend here has some useful insights, Percy." He said.
Rachel blushed. "Just some things I saw in my head."
"Two drakons." Chiron said. "Lydian drakons, to be exact. The oldest and most dangerous kind."
Percy stared at her. "How did you know that?"
"I'm not sure." Rachel admitted. "But these drakons have a particular fate. One will be killed by a child of Ares. The other by a Morpho." Percy didn't like that. Their only Morpho was rogue.
Annabeth crossed her arms. "How can you possibly know that?"
"I just saw it. I can't explain."
"Well, let's hope you're wrong." Percy said. "Because we're a little short on Morphos and children of Ares..." A horrible thought occurred to him, and he cursed in Ancient Greek.
Annabeth groaned. "Dammit, Ethan was right."
"The spy." Percy told her. "In my dream, Kronos said, We know they cannot beat these drakons. The spy has been keeping him updated. Kronos knows the Ares cabin isn't with us. He intentionally picked a monster we can't kill."
Thalia scowled. "If I ever catch your spy, he's going to be very sorry. Maybe we could send another messenger to camp-"
"Don't bother." Annabeth barked. "We've already sent the Stolls and SIlena."
"The Stolls?" Chiron asked. "Why did they leave?"
Percy frowned. He realized he hadn't seen those guys since last night. He hadn't even thought twice about it. "Yeah, why did they leave?"
"To message." Thalia said. "Duh."
Chiron sighed. "Well, I've already done it. Blackjack is on his way. But if Silena and the Stolls weren't able to convince Clarisse, I doubt Blackjack will be able-"
A roar shook the ground. It sounded very close.
"Rachel," Percy said. "get inside the building."