Percy POV
Now, If I were to tell you what happened, you probably wouldn't believe me. As it was, I was sitting on a cot feeling sorry and mad at myself. I had just- nevermind, I should probably start at the beginning. Here goes nothing.
I was walking down the beach, sand under my bare feet sticking. My left hand held my flip-flops, right hand held Annabeth's. The sunset was imminent, and Annabeth had had the brilliant idea to watch it from the beach. The sky was a symphony of red, orange, and pink.
We found a spot to sit, under the shade of a large tree. I sat with Annabeth's head in my lap, and played with her hair. She sighed contentedly.
"Do you think this will ever change?" She asked quietly.
"What?"
"Us, this, I don't know," she replied, her voice a whisper.
"No. Nothing could separate me from you."
Little did I know, a lot could happen in the next few days to change that.
In Elysium:
Luke sat under a tree, dreaming of a certain girl with blond hair. She would just stand there and he would reach for her, only to watch her fade away. Each time he would curse himself for believing she was really here. There were times when he would ignore it, but it would stay there, haunting his dreams and reality. When he had sacrificed himself she had been the last thing he had seen and that image of her stayed with him.
Then it happened.
It was all too quick. He couldn't really tell, but a dark shape came racing towards him. He tried to get up and run away, but he wasn't quick enough. The shape collided with him. Instead of knocking him over, it went into him. He fought, but it poisoned his mind.
He started thinking dark thoughts. He didn't know it but he radiated a dark aura. He started running. Then he jumped up. When he jumped, he floated. He guided himself to the highest point he could get. Then he put on speed and sped out of Elysium. The guards tried to catch him, but he waved his hand and Backbiter appeared. He cut through them like wind, and then he was gone. He appeared in New York City. He was well aware no one but demigods could see him, so he wasn't worried. He flew to the familiar location of Camp Half Blood. He flew through the magical barrier. Some campers pointed upwards at him and stories would be told for days about the strange flying shape that looked weirdly like Luke Castellan holding Backbiter. He landed silently in back of the Poseidon cabin. It was dusk, and very hard to see. He walked to the corner and looked around. He drew back instantly.
She was there. Annabeth and Percy were at the doorstep of the cabin. He looked around the corner cautiously. Percy leaned forward and kissed Annabeth on the cheek. She smiled and kissed him back. They stood there kissing for a bit, then Annabeth turned and went in the direction of her cabin. Luke listened to Percy shut the door and after a few seconds he walked to the door. He passed through it and walked up to Percy, where he was lying on his stomach and opening a book. He stood at his side, and Percy looked up, Luke grinned, his teeth shining ominously in the dark.
Then he jumped at him and entered Percy much like the spirit had entered him before. Percy cried out clutched his head, and squeezed his eyes shut as Luke entered his mind.
But nothing happened.
Percy would only act weird when Luke told him too. Luke was in complete control of Percy's actions. Annabeth slammed the door open with a bang. Luke cursed, she had heard. Percy clutched his head harder, then he screamed. Percy broke out into a cold sweat and whimpered. Luke didn't understand why this was so hard for Percy. If he would just let him in...
"Percy? Percy! Are you alright?" Annabeth reached for him and Luke made Percy bat her hand away. "Percy? I'm going to get Chiron!" She raced out and a few moments later returned with the centaur. Seeing Chiron sent a few moments of doubt into his system. Should he really be doing this? He shook his head and ignored the nagging feeling that was in his head. Chiron trotted forward, murmuring Percy's name. When Percy did not answer, or do anything to show he recognized his mentor, a stream of curses flew out of his mouth. He called for some Apollo kids to come and treat Percy in his room since he wouldn't move. They came in and immediately checked him for symptoms. When they announced he had nothing, Chiron grew more worried.
"Annabeth? You sleep here tonight okay? If Percy does anything, you know who to call." Annabeth nodded, and Luke heard someone say "Ghostbusters," under their breath. He snickered. Annabeth got a sleeping bag from the closet in the corner and placed it near Percy's bunk. She tried reaching out and when Percy didn't do anything, ran her hands through his hair. Percy sighed, as if her presence made it all a little better. And just like that, Luke lost a little control over Percy.
Luke cursed. How could it be that easy? How could he lose hold that easily?
Alrighty! First chapter! What do you think?
This is going to be a shorter story, it has nothing to do with my other one so Lukey and Zoë aren't part of this, nor will they be. Also, there might (cue spoilers) be a different proposal at the end.
So yeah! Enjoy my dear fans, don't forget to review!