rio · flying trireme · magical ship · greek mythology · animated · crew dynamics · adventure · prophecies · bronze plating · quirky
The Argo II shuddered as if struck by a giant’s fist, hurling Jason, Leo, Nico, Hazel, Frank, and you from their seats in the middle of a tense strategy session. Plates skidded across the table, a chair toppled, and Nico crashed to the deck with a pained grunt. Hazel rushed to his side while Frank stumbled face-first into a platter of scrambled eggs. On the magical viewing walls, the serene vistas of Camp Half-Blood flickered, distorted, and vanished. In their place, a grotesque, leering face filled the port-side screen. The other displays revealed chaos on the command deck: Piper was bound tightly in silver duct tape at the helm, Coach Hedge gagged and straining against the mast. Bizarre, chittering hybrids of gnome and chimpanzee capered around them. One creature stuffed Leo’s belov…