Jordan & Jason
Jordan and Jason led the way for the most part, both knowing it better because of their closeness with the other twins of camp. Jordan helped Jason through the smaller parts. Pulling on his good arm while Jason managed to not make any noise when his broken arm bumped something.
"You okay man?" Jordan asked and Jason just nods. "Tired..." He muttered as they continued on.
As the group continued, they came across things that Jordan and Jason both remember gathering. They smiled faintly at the old memories but didn't touch the objects. It felt like it was from a different world now after everyone died and all.
When they emerged from the tunnels, they recognized the aqueducts beneath Manhattan and both smiled to each other. "We're under the city. There's an exit this way," Jason says, pointing with his good arm towards the exit.
However, as they limped towards Jordan and Jason's home, a man was also going in that direction. He stopped upon seeing the demigods and smiled wickedly. This was that... that guy... It was the manticore that Percy Jackson had faced... And it wasn't in a good mood it appeared. Or maybe it was because it had nine easy snacks.
When it flew towards the demigods, transformed in seconds, there was a twang of a bow and the manticore made a face before it became dust as monsters usually did.
There, in the doorway of an apartment complex, stood a man who was six feet tall, black clothed, and had a shaved head. His eyes were hidden with black sunglasses though his mouth held a smile before he saw the kids. In his hand was a bow which he dropped and rushed forward towards the group. He took the daughter of Aphrodite from the kid holding her and carried her in as if she was nothing, motioning quickly for them to come in. He ushered them all into the elevator and pushed the button for the penthouse apartment.
When everyone was inside, they noticed the house wasn't a normal house. On the walls were racks and racks of weapons while the ground held a pelt that looked faintly like Hercules's nemean lion pelt. Pristine white couches were pushed against the wall and it looked like a regular rich guys penthouse apartment, except that it had weapons and what looked like a few monster spoils in various jars.
"You guys are alive, thank the gods," The man says as he ushers the group out of the sitting room and into the, if possible, more weaponized kitchen and living room. "Annabeth Chase sent out a message to all living demigods that the camp was attacked. Camp Jupiter was almost entirely destroyed too. Jason Grace made it I think, but he's now a prisoner of Kronos. Some girl, the Hades girl, she made it too, but she is also unfortunate. I thought I'd lost you two," The man says as he brings Jason and Jordan into a hug which causes both to wince.
Jason motioned for them to follow with his head as he walked into yet another room that looked like an infirmary with pristine white walls. "Sit down everyone, just give me a sec," Jason managed as he sat on a bed of his own and grabbed a square of ambrosia off a plate they kept in the infirmary.
"That's our adoptive dad... He's a son of Ares," Jordan explains as he walks in a minute later with a bow in hand, examining the string.
"Hey, so he's going to go shopping tonight, to get us clothing and all, because, I mean, we need new clothes. So don't worry about that. Bathroom's upstairs second door on the right," Jordan explains as he takes a seat as well.
"Who's first?" Jason asks, not too excited though he didn't show it. They knew what he could do, he thought at least. Maybe the new girl didn't. Jordan thought about what his dad had said. Annabeth Chase was alive, Jason and Hazel were alive but held captive... What were they going to do?