So, I decided to do something a bit clique. Just a bit. No offense to anyone who thinks their idea is original, it most likely is. I just find it cool, so I did it.
FAIR WARNING(s): First chapter may be short. I will work on that. Also, I will have to post two stories at once… But soccer's ending so I WILL have more time.
Disclaimer: Do you really think Rick would be on FanFiction if he could just write his own book?
Thanks to everyone who supports me… I feel a connection….
Story time!
Thalia's Pov
"My Lady, I don't understand,"
"I know."
"Why is this happening to me? And why me? I mean, I know the flashbacks occurred greatly after the first few months, but after at most a year, they were basically gone! Now they come around twice a day! It's like I'm there with Luke and Annabeth, on the run again!"
"I agree with you, and yet I have no idea what could have caused this."
"So you can't do anything."
"Well, I could try, but I think any magic would be virtually ineffectual."
"So, no chance."
"When did you become so good at reading between the lines?"
"Well, I spend time with you, no offense."
"Hmm. Point taken."
"So? What should I do?"
"The best option would be to go back to camp. Chiron may have something for you. I will send you there tomorrow."
"Okay. I wonder if Luke and Annabeth are having problems as well."
"Same."
"So when will I leave? Oh, right, tomorrow, sorry. I forgot…"
"Thalia! Wake UP!"
I blinked, having been reverted back to when Luke and I were finding Annabeth….
"Thalia!"
I shook my head, clearing out the vivid images. "Y-yeah. I should get to camp ASAP."
"I'll just transport you now, to make it easier."
"Yeah…. Wait!"
Too late, before I knew it, I was in the Big House, already losing consciousness.