The Devil in I

Sitting down in a first-class seat on a plane to take a vacation. Sounds like a good time, right? It would be if I wouldn't rather be shot in the face with an arrow coated in Greek Fire than fly. I can feel the blood rush out of my head and my hands feel ice cold as I clutch the armrest.
"Percy are you ok? Your face is really pale." Annabeth questions. "That's the least of my problems." I mutter. "Everything will be ok. If something happens I'll catch you." Jason laughs from across the aisle. I nod at him in acknowledgement.

~Time Lapse~

"Finally solid ground" I praise as when reach the airport terminal. As I look around I see a lot of weird symbols on all the signs. "Umm, what does all this mean?" I whisper in Annabeth's ear. "We're in Japan did you expect something different?" She inquires. "I know where we are! I just thought maybe there would be some English signs for tourists." I answer.
"How are we supposed to know where we're going. I speak horse not Japanese." I giggle. As we reach the luggage claim Annabeth swirls around and announces "We may not be at Camp but I will still guide you. I speak 126 languages and Japanese happens to be one of them!" She seems to be really excited about this vacation.
"Well, that means if we get lost you're the only one to blame." Leo shouts with a grin from ear to ear. "That's not going to happen. Probably." She remarks. "Well let's get some coffee before we get back to the hotel." I suggest. "Since when are you such a big fan of coffee?" Jason questions.
"I'm just in the mood for coffee. Is that a crime?" I reply. "We'd better get going the then." Piper adds.

~Time Lapse~

We approach a small coffee house that is within walking distance of the hotel. We walk inside as a blonde haired boy exits.
I see a boy with black haired boy standing behind the counter with an eyepatch over his left eye. A girl with short purple hair stood at his side. A little girl sits at one of the tables reading a book that I probably couldn't.
"Welcome!" The little girl shouts as she runs behind the counter. "Wait you guys speak English?" Jason questions with a dumbfounded face. "I speak 8 languages." The boy announces. He looks to be only slightly older than myself. The girl looks the same way.
"English just happens to be one of them!" He finishes. "I speak 126 languages." Annabeth smirks. "Touché" he grins back.
The girl whispers something in his ear and he takes a deep breathe through his nose as if trying to smell something. "What's wrong" I ask on a whim. "You guys aren't human or fully human, at least, are you?" He inquires tilting his head sideways.

Notes

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