Percy POV
He couldn't do it, watching the only girl that he ever loved walk to her death. She didn't know what was in store for her in the power plant. But if he told her, then he would be betraying them, and if they found out, they would kill him. But he loved her, he couldn't take it if she died. Either way she is going to die, so if you don't stop her, then you will live, he told himself to reassure himself that he was doing the right thing. He then saw an explosion and heard a scream. He winced. Annabeth was dead he told himself. A tear rolled down his cheek. But then he saw a figure coming towards him, it was Annabeth. "How could you Percy" she whispered. "Annabeth, I'm really sorry" he said. Somehow Annabeth had figured out that he worked for the enemy. "Don't say sorry Percy. It was my fault, for believing that there was one person in this world that I could trust. I was wrong. Bye Percy" she said. "Annabeth, they made me do it, I really didn't want to, I mean it" Percy said and he grabbed Annabeth's arm. "No Percy" she said softly and she ran away.
