A/N: Hello! This is my first published fanfiction! Please let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: The plot, dialogue, and characters belong to Rick Riordan. Not me.
Thunder boomed, waking me up. I could hear rain pelting on the cabin roof. I frowned. We didn't usually get storms at camp, especially ones as big as this. Something must be up. I decided to go to the Big House and talk to Chiron.
I snuck out of the Athena cabin and hurried through the downpour to the Big House. When I got there, Chiron was standing on the porch, looking intently out at the hill past Thalia's pine tree.
"Chiron, what's going on?" I asked.
"Look."
I followed his gaze and saw the Minotaur. He seemed to be charging at someone or something. I peered harder through the dark and the rain. There was a boy, around my age, fighting it. There was a satyr lying in the grass…oh gods…was that Grover? It was! Then that boy must be the one Chiron left camp to keep an eye on!
The Minotaur was about to attack Grover. The boy pulled off his rain coat and shouted something I couldn't make out over the storm. The Minotaur charged him, and suddenly the boy jumped up, spun midair, and landed on the monster's neck.
The creature tried to shake him off, but the boy stayed on. For some reason, the Minotaur turned toward Grover and charged, but the dark-haired boy pulled one of the monster's horns until it snapped of. He fell off and sat up just before the monster charged again. THe boy rolled to the side, came up kneeling, and jabbed the broken horn into the Minotaur's side as he ran past. The Minotaur disintegrated, and then I noticed that the rain had suddenly stopped.
The boy somehow managed to carry Grover onto the porch just before he collapsed.
"He's the one," I told Chiron. "He's got to be." After that battle, could there be any doubt he wasn't?
"Silence, Annabeth," he replied." He's still conscious. Bring him inside."
The boy went unconscious, and I carried him into the Big House and put him on a bed in the infirmary while Chiron carried Grover. My mind whirled with questions, but I decided it would be best to wait to ask Chiron. There was something about the boy, this boy with the sea-green eyes and dark hair, something different. But I just couldn't figure out what.
A/N: Just a short take on what I think Annabeth's thoughts on Percy's fight with the Minotaur would be.