The wind swipes around my hair and the dragon's hand tightens the grip around me. I grip Riptide. It's so hard to see. We're flying faster than broomsticks in Harry Potter. I didn't even have time to call Annabeth. I really hope she has some way of finding me. 

The air blows in my face harder than rocks. I could barely keep my eyes open. No offense to my uncle Zeus but I'm more of a down to earth guy. I'm not a big rollercoaster or airplane guy. I take out Riptide. It's so hard to grip the sword to the extent of wind blowing in my face and my arm.

I drive my sword into the dragon, at first nothing happens. But then it yelps and turns rapidly. It was a jolt. I almost puke, not gonna lie. I almost lost a chili sandwich lunch. My arm gets thrown back. I try to hold on the sword, but it slides out of my hands and starts plummeting to the ground. 

"Dammit!" I hiss. 

I look up at my captor. Wait... he destroyed my house. He was after me from the beginning.

"Where are you taking me?!" I yell.

"To her majesty, Takhisis." He says.