I am a die-hard Percy fan, but we all saw the Percybeth coming, so I thought this was way better. The lost hero probably wouldn't have happened , but any way... if you review, i promise it will be way awesomer :D also, sorry this one is randomly short, but others r gonna b longer
It was an average day in camp half-blood. A fresh batch of demigods were coming in with almost immediate claiming from their godly parents. Clarissa was massacring one of the practice dummies in the
arena. Demeter's cabin was preparing to change the seasons. Everything was normal, which was probably what was making Annabeth so worried in the first place. The last time it had been this quiet,
they went on a quest that almost got Percy, Grover, and herself killed. Speaking of Grover, she was worried about him. He had been in a deep funk ever since his nymph girlfriend broke up with him.
Apparently, she was going out with a centaur now. Percy had been acting pretty strange lately, so she'd been ignoring him. Somehow, she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to
happen, something she wouldn't like. She decided to go see Rachel Dare, camp half-blood's new oracle.
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Percy was very nervous. He kept running his fingers through his hair. All month, he had been trying to find a way to ask Annabeth out, but it felt as though she was ignoring him... He shook away the
thought and in his mind rehearsed what he was going to say. Anny, I know we've been friends for a long time, and we've really gotten to know each other, and i really like you. A lot. And maybe,maybe we
could be more than... Just then, she walked by. He clutched the flowers he'd picked from the bottom of the lake.
"Hey Ann..." he called jogging to catch up. She didn't hear him at first, but when she saw him, her eyes widened in fear and she scurried off. What did I do? He thought.
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Annabeth entered the big house and approached the Oracle with caution. Rachel looked as though she was sleeping. Then she opened her glowing green eyes, and a voice, but not Rachel's,spoke.
You will travel to a place where beauty is deceptive,
Lives will rely on you being perceptive,
Things might be re-arranged when all is done,
But beware the son of Poseidon.
Then Rachel slumped in a heap on the floor. Annabeth gasped. Then Rachel sat up with her normal eye color.
"Oh, hey Annabeth. What's up?" Annabeth just shook her head and ran out of the big house. Beware the son of Poseidon? Did that mean Percy? Just then, she heard him call,
"Hey Ann..." and he tried to catch up. She ran away. Until she knew which son of Poseidon to avoid, she shouldn't talk to Percy.