"This world keeps spinning faster into a new disaster, so I run to you."
Annabeth looked out at the horizon. The sun was setting and a cozy color of orange mixed in with a hint of yellow painted across the grass. She smiled; Camp Half-Blood was always pretty at this time of day. It's just too bad that she couldn't actually be inside Camp, she really wanted to hang out with Percy- even though she would never admit that to him- but, she knew that it was her time to guard the Camp's borders and she did so dutifully; it was her only home. She checked her watch, in only five minutes she would be free and Malcolm would take over.
She sighed and let her wrist fall. She really wished that the minutes would pass quicker because she couldn't but help but feel that something was going to happen. Just then, some bushes behind her rustled. Annabeth quickly turned around and placed her hand on her knife, scanning her surroundings. After about a minute, she turned back around. She eyed the gate of Camp and bit her lip, debating on whether or not she should go tell someone, but it was too late. She felt four paws pounce on her back, knocking her to the ground.
She arched her back and pain shot through her back. She grinded her teeth as she turned her head around to see who or what attacked her.
"Chimera," She murmured and the chimera roared at the whisper of its name. It started to make its way towards her and she got up, slowly backing up to the gate. She decided that she most certainly needed to tell someone. Annabeth then darted into the gate and, thank the gods; it was strong enough to hold the monster out. As she made her way to the Big House, another wave of sharp pain made its way through her back. She didn't think that she could make it to the Big House and just then, Percy's cabin caught her eye. She turned in the direction of his cabin and her vision suddenly got a little blurry; she needed to tell Percy and fast. She was able to make it to his cabin and she knocked on his door. Percy answered.
"Hey, Annabeth," He smiled but it faded after a couple of seconds ticked by. "Are you okay?" Annabeth shook her head, breathing heavily. She suddenly felt faint.
"No time," She took a breath, "Chimera…Camp borders." Percy's eyes widened as Annabeth unsteadily fell into his arms, unconscious. He wrapped his arms around her back and hugged her limp body to his chest; he felt something wet wipe onto his hand. He looked at that hand and saw a smear of scarlet. He gulped and looked at her back, seeing a giant scratch on her back. There were jagged lines which tore up her Camp shirt. The strips of the orange fabric were turning red and too quickly. Percy suddenly was very angry for that beast hurting her.
"Malcolm! Chimera at Camp borders! Go! Now!" Percy barked as he got up, carrying Annabeth in his arms. Percy wanted to see that Chimera die but he had to get Annabeth to the Infirmary. She was more important than watching yet another monster turn into a pile of yellow dust, anyway.