The sky was storming while the Argos 2 flew through the rain-filled clouds.

Most people were sleeping, the exception being Leo, who was tinkering away somewhere. Occasionally, sparks would come from his direction.

However, Jason was in his room, curled up and crying. Despite being the son of Jupiter, he was terrified of lighting.

That trauma was probably due to something his father did. Who knows, after all, what demigod didn’t have trauma. Jason was trying to be quiet, so no one worried about him. The weather was in his favor, as the thunder drowned out most of his whimpers.