While Ron and Jacquelyn were on their way to Atlanta, Percy, Annabeth, and Grover were standing by the River Styx, hoping that Tyson would show up.

"Where is he?" Grover cried out in frustration. "We've been waiting for him to show up for five minutes now. This is ridiculous!"

"Grover, chill!" Percy snapped at him. "He'll be here soon."

"Good," said Annabeth. "I have a bad feeling about this. I thought Luke said that we can't leave the camp."

"I know," said Percy, "but this is Ron that we're dealing with. He's a demigod, and as such, we can't have an untrained demigod running around unchecked, can we?"

The others nodded as they waited for Tyson to show up. Within a few minutes, a large seahorse came into view. A small boy was sitting on it. Little did anyone know that the boy in question was really a young Cyclops. And if Jacquelyn was still around, she could tell them that the Cyclops was the son of Poseidon and a random nymph.

Tyson smiled and waved to Percy. "Hey, Tyson," he said. Annabeth said, "We need a ride."

"And kind of make it quick, we're on an important mission," Grover cut in.

Tyson whistled and several giant seahorses showed up. Percy said, "Well, are we leaving or not?"

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Jacquelyn said, "Ron, I think this isn't the right city."

Ron frowned as he saw what Jacquelyn was talking about. There were too many people who were not Greek descent walking around the city. The place was crowded, and who knew what monsters were lurking in the shadows. He said, "I think we may have made a mistake leaving Camp Half-Blood."

"Whatever, we still need to find the king's tomb," said Jacquelyn.

They quickly stepped off the bus and began walking. People everywhere took no notice of them as they went from place to place. This felt comforting to Ron, but it unnerved Jacquelyn. She frowned as she took stock of the situation; there appeared to be no signs that directed them to any tombs at all.

There's got to be a way we can get there, she thought to herself. I don't know where they got the idea that we should go to the king's tomb, but whoever came up with that idea obviously didn't come here.

Just then, an older woman approached the kids and said, "You kids need a ride?"

"Only if you're a priestess," Ron said.

"Does she have to be a priestess?" Jacquelyn snappped at Ron.

"Yes, she has to be a priestess," said Ron. "Plus, who else takes care of the city?"

"We're trying to get to a king's tomb, which is located somewhere in this city," said Jacquelyn to the old woman.

The old woman said, "You must be searching for a king's tomb."

"Well, let's just say that we don't know where this king's tomb is and we kind of need your help," said Jacquelyn. Just then, a huge Cyclops was spotted rushing toward them. Ron said, "Run for your lives!"

The old woman snatched the kids and loaded them into her car. She drove off just as the Cyclops began smashing several cars. The people living in the area saw the Cyclops and fled from their homes.

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Percy and the others had reached Atlanta in record time, only to see the news of a Cyclops attacking a car that was flying down the highway. They all gasped in horror knowing that Ron and Jacquelyn were in the car. "This is really bad," he cried out as Annabeth pulled out her sword. "The Cyclops is running around the city and he's after Ron and Jacquelyn."

"We have to save them," said Annabeth. "I know the Cyclops wouldn't attack any random car. Jacquelyn and Ron are in the city!"

"Yes," Grover said as they took off after the Cyclops. "We have to find them, and fast!"

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The Cyclops continued chasing the car around the city. Jacquelyn tried shooting at him a few times, but the monster swatted away her arrows like they were bothersome flies. "Got any more bright ideas?" she cried out.

In response, the old woman pulled out a gun from her handbag. "My name is Medea, and you will not take me!" She began shooting at the Cyclops, who roared at her with anger and eventually disappeared.

"Medea?" said Ron.

"She is a priestess!" Jacquelyn cried out. "Only a priestess can defend the city!"

Medea continued shooting as she drove by a graveyard. "Uh, I hate to be a bother, but the tombs are that way," Ron cried as he pointed to the graveyard."

"We're not going there," said Medea. "We're going to the church!"

"What church?" said Ron. "Since when do they bury their kings in the church?"

"Maybe this is a cryptic message," Jacquelyn said as she glared at Ron. "What did the oracle say regarding the king's tomb?"

Ron pulled out the message, which read, "Monsters are on the loose, and only you can stop them. You must retrieve the weapons at the grave of a king, a silver gate, and a city that goes on for a mile. Be forewarned, as there are those who will try to stop you." He said, "There's nothing in here about where the king's tomb is located."

"Well, this sucks," Jacquelyn said quietly as the car pulled over to a huge building. She tumbled out the car and laid on the sidewalk, unable to move. Ron also got out and threw up. Medea said to them, "And when you kids are done dying, I've got something to show you."

At this point, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and Tyson found them lying in front of a building. "Hey, what's that?" Jacquelyn said as she pointed to a sign that was in front of the building. The sign said "Welcome to the The Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change."