Hi! This is PercabethClace4life, and this is our first chapter of our first story, so we'll see how it goes! Enjoy J
Disclaimer: We don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, if we did, all the books in Annabeth's POV would already be out.
My dream went like this.
I was walking around camp, with no particular destination I mind. It was dark out; a cold wind pricked my skin. I was standing near the Big House, the window in the attic as black as the night.
Directly in front of me was Thalia's tree, its branches swaying in the breeze. I started toward it, my feet seeming to know what to do. As I approached the pine, I got a sickening sense that something was terribly wrong.
I was at the foot of the tree now, gazing down at it with an awful wonder. The once healthy tree was almost unrecognizable. There was a pile of dead branches littering the grass around its trunk. All the pine's branches had gone yellow, and worst of all, a gaping hole at the base of the trunk was dripping a horrible green sap. Thalia's tree was poisoned.
My dream switched. I stood near the same place; just on the borders of camp, watching a scene play out before me as if in a movie.
Giant bronze bulls terrorized camp. I recognized them as one of Hephaestus' creations. Campers were frantically trying to push them past the borders, but it was no use. There were just too many bulls, and not enough campers. And it did no good anyway, because the border was unprotected by the magical wards.
I stood in the middle of the battle as campers fell around me, and the camp went up in flames.
I woke with a jolt, sweat trickling down my back, panting. I glanced at my clock-7:00 am. Good, I thought.It's late enough for me to get up. I know I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep after that, because I know that demigod dreams aren't just dreams.
Once I was ready, I walked out of my cabin, toward the Big House. Chiron and Dionysus sat playing pinochle on the porch-Dionysus in his usual get-up of a leopard print shirt, walking shorts, and purple socks and sandals.
"Oh, hello Annabeth," Chiron said. "I think you should know of what has happened"
I frowned, puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"That tree, Annibell," Dionysus said impatiently. My stomach twisted into knots.
"It has been poisoned." Chiron said gravely.
"What?" I asked incredulously.
"Someone has poisoned it. So the magical border that guards the camp to keep monsters out is now down. We need all the campers back at camp immediately."
"You mean...do you want me to get Percy?"
"That would help, yes." Chiron replied.
I ran to Thalia's tree, where some other campers were gathered.
"When did this happen?" I asked Silena, who was standing nearby.
"I-I don't know" She said, a horrified expression on her face-but it was almost guilty as well. I guess anyone would have been, since camp is now completely unprotected.
I turned away, heading for Percy's house, my stomach twisting painfully at the thought of last night's dream.