Annabeth
"Run Annabeth!" Luke called to me, urging me to go forward, to climb the hill to safety. We had been running for days, with monsters on our tails the entire time. Those days spent running, we barely slept or ate.
"RUN, DAMMIT!" Luke yelled. "I'll hold them off!"
There was a crash in the distance as a tree was ripped from it's roots and thrown into another tree.
"No Luke, you'll die!" Thalia yelled from where she stopped next to me.
"It's okay, I'll be okay, just get to safety!" He called, looking back at us. Behind him, a cyclops ran up, and smacked him over the head with a club. Immediately, his body crumpled to the ground.
"Luke!" Grover yelled, trying to run to where Luke fell, but I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Do what Luke said, we have to get to camp!" I said, trying to be strong, though tears were running down my face.
"But we can't leave him!" Grover said, crying.
"I'll get Luke, you guys go," Thalia said, running down to where Luke lie, only to be stabbed in the abdomen by a spear thrown by another cyclops.
"THALIA!" Grover and I yelled. It was hopeless, we would die. Grover couldn't fight, and all I had was a little dagger given to me by Luke.
Suddenly, an arrow flew past my ear, embedding itself in the chest of a cyclops attempting to run up to where we were standing.
"Run!" Commanded a boy, as he ran past us. "Find Chiron, he'll keep you safe! You know what to do, Grover!"
"Right, come on!" Grover, pulling my arm and running the rest of the way up the hill. Just as we passed the gate into the camp, a bright semi transparent wall burst into view, surrounding the entire perimeter of the camp.
"What's that?" I ask, stopping to look, only to be pulled once again to continue running.
"I don't know, but we can't stay here," Grover replied.
In the distance, I could still hear The sound of the single teenager, fighting an entire horde of cyclops on his own.
The camp was a large clearing, probably miles wide, and bathed in moonlight. Any clouds in the sky seemed to simply skirt around the edges of camp, leaving the sky overhead clear. It was surprisingly quiet there, as it seemed that any other 'campers' were sleeping.
A small half circle of buildings was at the far end of camp, with numerous training grounds to the right, and an open pavilion in the middle of camp. To the right, was a large house, with a wrap around front porch, and peeling brown paint. It looked like the type of house a family would have in the country, surrounded by open fields and woods. Grover took my hand and pulled me into the house.
"Grover, what happened? Where are the others?" A man, no, centaur, asked as we entered what I could only assume was the main house at the camp.
"Cyclops, sir. About ten of them. They killed Thalia, but I don't know if Luke is okay or not," Grover said, wheezing from running hard. "We would have been dead if you hadn't sent Percy."
"But what was that light?" The man asked again.
"I don't know, but it looked like a wall. I don't know if it's to keep us in, or to keep monsters out, but I don't think it came from the cyclops."
"It's a barrier, monsters can't get through it," said a new voice, and we turned to see the young fighter who saved our lives. "I don't know who put it up, but I'm glad it's there
"Percy!" Grover cheered, and ran over to hug him.
"Hey man, how've you been?" Percy asked, returning the hug.
"I assume you've taken care of the cyclops then?" Spoke the centaur.
"Yes sir, no worries," Percy said, nodding his head.
"What about Luke?" I asked.
"He's alright, I dropped him off at the medical tent. He'll wake up in a few days, I believe," Percy replied. "In fact, you two should get checked out as well."
"Go ahead and take them, Percy. I want to talk to them afterwards though, once they're alright," the man said again.
"Sure thing, Chiron," Percy replied. This man was Chiron, then. "I'll wait for you here when you get back," he said, walking from the room.
"Alright, follow me guys," Percy said, beckoning us toward him with his hand.
The med tent was only a short walk away, and the whole way there, Percy and Grover were talking and joking around. I, on the other hand, couldn't stop thinking about Luke and Thalia. Percy had said Luke was alive and would be okay in a few days, but what about Thalia?
"Hey, Percy?" I spoke up, nervously.
"Yeah?" He said, turning to face me and stopping just before the medical tent.
"What happened to Thalia?" I asked quietly.
"Well, uhm," he stuttered, rubbing the back of his head. "I'm not exactly sure."
"Is she okay?" I asked. I was worried about my friend, whom I had grown to view as a sister.
"I don't know, I'm sorry. But right now, we need to get you checked out. I don't doubt for a second that you've got some kind of trauma, maybe some bruising they can take care of."
I nodded my head, thoughts too caught up in Thalia that I hardly noticed him leading me toward a cot.
"Hey, Solace! Come over here, would ya?" Percy called loudly, drawing my attention back to reality.
"What's a matter?" Said another teenager, coming out from behind a screen hanging from the ceiling. "Are you actually going to let me examine you for any injuries?"
"Come on Will, I'm perfectly fine!" Percy said, throwing his arms in the air, only to wince in pain.
"Sure you are, Percy. You're lucky I don't tie you to the bed," Will said.
"I didn't think you were into that, Will," Percy said, winking at the now beet red teen.
"Ju-just sit over there, Jackson, I'll be right with you," Will stuttered.
"Sure thing, sweet cheeks," Percy said, winking again, before walking to the other side of the room to lounge on a cot.
"My god, he drives me insane," Will said to himself. "Now then," he spoke up, turning to face us. "Let's get you checked out, then."
Will had me sit on a small cot, while directing another camper to take care of Grover. Luke was on the cot next to me, eyes closed and deathly pale.
"Tell me, does it hurt anywhere?" Will asked.
"Just my side, and my ankle, really," I replied, gesturing to the affected areas.
"Any trouble breathing?" He asked, putting a stethoscope to my chest.
"No."
"How old are you, then?" He asked, picking up a clipboard and writing down something.
"Ten," I replied.
"Okay," he said, putting the clipboard down. "I'm going to need you to lay back, and I will check on your leg." I nodded my head, and did as he said. He gingerly lifted my leg, asking my if it hurt while he squeezed certain parts. "You've only twisted it, you should be fine in the morning. However, looking at your ribs, it seems you've bruised them."
"Alright," I reply as he sets my leg back on the cot, but not before moving a pillow under it. Then he walked over to a small ice chest and grabbed an ice pack, setting it on my ankle.
"You don't seem to need ambrosia, but I feel like some nectar would do you some good."
"What's that?" I ask, curious.
"It's a drink of the gods, but when drunk in small amounts it has the power to aid in the healing of demigods," Will replied, turning his back and grabbing a small pitcher from a cabinet next to the ice chest. "But don't drink too much, it could also kill you."
I gave a little squeak at that tidbit of information, and he quickly reassured me. "Don't worry," he said. "We know the limits."
He then brought me a small paper Dixie cup, which was filled with a shimmery golden liquid. I lifted the cup to my lips unsure of what to expect, however I was surprised to taste chocolate milk. Upon hearing a laugh, I looked up to see Percy standing behind Will laughing at me.
"It's quite delicious, isn't it?" Percy said, slinging an arm over Will's shoulders. "I, myself, taste blue kool aid when I drink it."
"Percy," Will said, his face now blank of any emotion. "If you do not get back in that bed without a single comment, I swear to the Gods, I will rip you limb from limb."
"Alright, Solace. I don't want any trouble," Percy said, hands up backing away. Suddenly, he dropped his arms and sprinted out of the tent, laughing his head off.
"PERCY JACKSON!" Will roared, chasing after him. Distantly, I could hear Percy laughing loudly, before a high pitched scream echoed through the camp. A few moments later, Will returned to he tent with who I assumed to be Percy slung over his shoulder.
"Not cool," Percy muttered.
"Yeah, suck it up," Will said smiling. He then turned to me. "If I were you, I'd finish that drink, and then get some rest. If you're awake by dinner time, I'll take you to the pavilion, although I highly doubt it. Most likely you'll be out for a day, maybe two."
I nodded my head, feeling my eyes droop due to severe exhaustion. I quickly gulped down the rest of the beverage, and handed the cup to Will.
Then, despite the excitement of the day, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.