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Percy POV:
I couldn't believe it. I actually failed. I was expecting someone to die, I just can't believe it. I let her down. I couldn't save her. I didn't understand. Why did she fight? Why didn't she want Artemis to heal her? Why?
Oh; here comes Wise Girl.
Annabeth POV:
Percy was kinda just sitting there, at the side of the lake. The lil Seaweed Brain was in the fetal position, right under the tree by the lake. This is the first time I've seen him look so sad. Well, better go cheer him up. I don't want an emotional warrior when the time comes.
Percy POV:
Thalia's part of the Hunt now. I can't believe it. I just wish I had someone to fight with. I wish someone, anyone, would just come up to me to tell me to snap out of it. Yell at me, tell me what's done is done. I hope Wise Girl does something, anything. And Grover, why doesn't he tell me to snap out of it. Is it because of our empathy link? Can he understand how much pain I'm in right now? That I couldn't hold Atlas off long enough? I'm sure if I said that, people would just say, "He's a Titan. You didn't stand a chance." I know that. I just wished that I could've held him off long enough to at least give her another minute or two. I wish………
Annabeth POV:
HEY!! Seaweed Brain, I called out to him.
"Hey Wise Girl", was barely audible. I mean, at least keep your spunk. He couldn't even smile. This wasn't Percy. He needed to snap out of it, I kinda gave him the hard facts.
'Percy. Snap out of it already. She's gone, you couldn't have done anything. There will be a lot more people who will die if you don't snap out of it. Remember, you said it yourself, you wanted to be the prophecy child. You need to learn to fight and control the Mist better. Otherwise, even more people will die. Now get out there and train, instead of moping over one person.'
Percy POV:
I'll be honest. It stung. "Just one person" She wasn't just 'one person.' I had come to respect her. She was killed by her own father. It struck me hard, that my dad, just might do the same. I wasn't sure that Bianca was dead until, Nico told me. Her body never was found. SHE was the first death I was forced to acknowledge. I can't bring myself to even say her name. It just hurts too much. But, Annabeth was right. I needed to work. I couldn't let more people die. I need to get a greater grasp of my powers. I needed to work. I will not let anyone else close to me die. I will beat Kronos. I needed to.
Annabeth POV:
There we go. That's the confident smile I was looking for.
'Come on, let's move.'
Percy just smiled and said, "Ya, let's go."
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