Chapter four

“…Do you even know who you’re dealing with?...”

Percy was getting too ADHD for this long train ride…again, and to ease up the chaos that was brewing inside of him, Grover cracked something up.

“Yo Perce, wanna hear a story?” said Grover, his ever faithful satyr friend.

“Will you play those pipe things while you do?” was his reply.

Looking confused, Grover said, “Uh, no, man.”

“Okay, go on,” he grinned.

“Geez so like, remember those two guys dressed in ranch clothes earlier?”

“Grover,” Annabeth scowled at him. “I thought we had a talk about listening in to other people’s talks.”

“I know! But they were too darned loud for me not to hear. So, they said that there’s this Rail Tracer thing that’s supposedly some kind of monster that eats people on trains!”

Annabeth fell silent. When she gathered herself up, she said, “I don’t know of any that does that.”

“Must be new Charybdis spawn,” added Percy.

“He actually made sense!” said Grover, looking all astonished.

“Nah, I just had too many Alien movies last night,” replied Percy.

While rolling her eyes, Annabeth said, “If she did get reanimated from you-know-where, it’s possible.”

“Is she after us?” asked Grover, his legs starting to shake.

“We don’t know for sure but be ready,” said Annabeth, giving them a nod.

“Oh HEY! Lookit this guys! Pokemon Red! I’ve never played this in ages!” Percy exclaimed out of the blue, only to receive Annabeth’s disappointed sigh.

“HEY MISTER, YOU’RE RUINING THE GAME-ah, I mean, sorry big brother, can you scoot a bit? I’m getting squashed,” said the girl that was holding a red Gameboy color in her hands. Her hair was in the same bright color and she had pale skin that contrasted the different shades of red in her choice of clothes.

“Just say so, kid,” said Percy, leaning away. “But really, I just got excited.”

“Really, big brother? You used to play this too? IT’S A REALLY OLD GAME, AS OLD AS Y-ah, I mean, big brother, can you tell me how to defeat this pokemon?” She showed him her Gameboy color but in a weird turn of events, she yanked it away and looked at them with a crazed expression and said, “GAH! Who am I kidding?! I can’t take this anymore! Who are you people?! You’re with the Yellow Radios, aren’t cha?!”

“As much as my ambition is to star in a radio show, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Percy.

“Let’s all calm down here, little girl,” said Grover.

Wrong move. That ticked of the red head even more.

“DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO YOU’RE DEALING WITH?! All you, just walking straight next to me with those retarded orange shirts! Y’all looking for a fight!”

“HEY!” A different voice joined in on the bickering. The trio, along with the red girl, found themselves looking at a blond guy with whiskers on his face. He too, was wearing an orange get up; more specifically, an orange and black jumpsuit of some sort. “What’s wrong with orange, huh?!”

Annabeth’s head was starting to hurt. “Please—“

“You got it from this guy,” said Percy. “Nothing wrong with orange!”

“Believe it!” added the whiskers guy, firmly.

“Naruto!” an enraged female voice entered the commotion. This girl was dressed in red and had short pink hair. Pink hair, Percy thought. “Let’s just go already! Sasuke’s been waiting.”

“Come on Naruto,” said a pale guy with black spiky hair and matching colored eyes.

“No way you two, I’m here to teach this squirt a lesson about colors!” said the whiskers guy named Naruto.

“And manners! Pokemon too!” added Percy, standing up next to Naruto.

“Naw Percy,” Grover said, waving his hands frantically.

The red headed girl just scoffed. “I see, a color lesson. NO ONE ELSE TO TEACH IT BETTER THAN THE RED KING!”

“Guys,” said Dante, sounding relaxed and well… devil may cry. “Stop the shezang and go get your asses back to where they belong. I’m trying to talk to my friends here,” he said, pertaining to Celty and Kat who were right beside him. He wouldn’t normally take charge like this but they just got too chaotic and he knew well enough that there’s gonna be some sort of balance for that later.

Celty turned to Kat. [I feel like this will be messy.]

Confused, she replied. “How so?”

Celty shrugged.

The first to blink out of the sudden intrusion was the red headed girl. “Alright. Getting back to that color lesson, you,” she pointed an accusing finger at Celty. “I’ve never seen any Nega Nebulous other than those three idiots. You must be with these retarded orange wearing guys.” The girl then purposely turned to laugh at them and Naruto just snapped.

“Let me at her!!!”

Then, everyone just started pounding someone. The others were trying to pry people off each other. Dante was too cool for this and just watched intently.

With all the rough housing that was going on and the significant lack of authority to stop it, Celty was frantically trying to get everybody to stop, in her own silent way--not until Naruto knocked her helmet off and when he did, they all stopped at once.

Celty herself thought that she just might as well use that feature of hers to stop the chaos.

“Naruto,” said the guy named Sasuke. “I think you just cut off his head.”

“Her head,” Dante corrected. “What the hell?”