"Come here, Percy," The Goddess called out.
He was in a dark room where the only source of light was the twin torches hanging from opposite sides of the black walls. In the center stood a tall woman, whose robes were almost as caliginous as the chamber she was in.
"Who are you?" Percy asked the woman.
"I am the Goddess Remera," She answered, "The Goddess of dreams and nightmares. Only the worthiest of mortals know of me, and you are one of them."
"So this is a dream?" Percy asked, "Why am I here then?"
"I can see through your soul Percy," The Goddess replied, "I can see your memories. I know of your heroic deeds. You are gallant, Percy, very, very gallant. I reward those who are brave."
"So you're here to reward me?"
"Yes, Percy. But first, I must tell you that sometime in your future you will have to make a difficult choice."
"What difficult choice?"
"In one hand, you will have your own life," The Goddess said, "In the other, you will have Annabeth's life. Both of you will be near death, but only one of you can be saved. You will have to choose which."
"You mean, one of us will die and I have to choose who?"
"Exactly," She confirmed, "I'm sorry, Percy, but that moment will happen very soon. A great demigod like you does not deserve this."
"How can I save her?" Percy whispered.
"It appears you have already decided who you will save," The Goddess smiled.
Percy frowned, "How do you know? Can you read my thoughts?"
"No Percy," Came the reply, "You asked how you can save her."
"Yeah," Percy murmured, "So what if I did?"
"You are a really great man, Percy," The Goddess said, "I hate being the harbinger of bad news to a good man. You'll sacrifice your life thoughtlessly in order to save your friends. That is great and chivalrous, but is it always the right choice?"
"How will it not be the right choice?" Percy asked.
"I will give you a potion," The Goddess replied, ignoring Percy's question, "You will see it when you wake up on your nightstand."
"How will it not be the right choice?" Percy asked again.
"The potion will heal anyone to full health, regardless how fatal their injuries are-"
"Listen, Remero or whatever," Percy interrupted, "To me, Annabeth's life is worth much more than mine! There's no way I will save myself over her!"
"However, the potion will only be enough for one person," The Goddess continued.
"Will you just answer my question?" Percy exclaimed.
The Goddess sighed, "You are strong, Percy, very strong, which makes you a very valuable demigod. You are capable of defeating monsters no other demigods could even dream of fighting. You must know that Annabeth is not as powerful as you. This world needs someone who can protect others from the darkest monster, succeed in quests where all others fail, and become the symbol for all future demigods. You are that someone right now. If you die, who will replace you?"
The boy shook his head, "I can't…. I can't let her die."
The Goddess hesitated, "It is completely your choice. You still have time to think over it. I know you will know what to do when the time comes, Percy."
Suddenly, the room started to fade and Percy instinctly knew that he was waking up.
"Please choose well…." The voice of the Goddess echoed.
Percy Jackson woke up in his Poseidon cabin for another day in Camp Half-Blood.
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