A/N-Hi! I can't believe nobody posted anything new all day. I kept coming back to the sight but no. Oh, well. Slow day huh? On the other hand, it's Friday. People may be out. Hmmmm… Enjoy!

Annabeth's P.O.V.

"Now," Chiron continued, "if you please, counselors. Percy has brought something I think you should hear. Percy – the Great Prophecy."

I handed Percy the dry piece of parchment that gave me nightmares for years- still did now that I knew who was going to deal with it.

His fingers fumbled when he pulled off the string. He read aloud:

"A half-blood of the eldest dogs…'

"Er, Percy?" I interrupted. "That's gods. Not dogs."

Must be the dyslexia, I thought.

He squinted at the slip. "Oh, right," he said.

'A half-blood of the eldest gods… shall reach sixteen against all odds…'

His birthday was August eighteenth. Wasn't that in five days?

'And see the world in endless sleep,

The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap.'

My blood stopped cold. My hands started to shake.

Percy couldn't just die-and from who's blade? Kronos's scythe? That was the most likely guess. Percy was my best friend. The only one who truly got me. My seaweed brain. He couldn't just leave me, alone.

I barely heard the next lines, though it didn't matter because I already read this before and knew them.

'A single choice shall end his days.

Olympus to per – pursue –"

"Preserve," I said in a soft whisper. "It means to save."

"I know what it means," Percy frowned.

That only made me feel worse than I already was. He was about to die, and I was correcting his grammar? I should be showing him sympathy like everyone else was. I would ball my eyes out right now, but Percy and I had to keep a strong stance in order to keep the spirits of the camp up.

'Olympus to preserve or raze."

The room was silent. I couldn't speak. I didn't know what to say-Sorry about that, Seaweed Brain, I'll have to find a new best friend? That could never happen. I would die before it did, or be killed by a monster-whichever came first.

So we gave Percy a moment to take in the fact that he had just been sentenced to death.

And he had to lead himself to it.

Even though I had high hopes for him, I knew I would never get to tell him I loved him as long as I lived.

A/N-I know; It's kind of sad. Sorry about that. I hope it's good though. Thanks for reading! Please review!