Hello. So, I'm finding that a few people like my story. Yay! I have followers, too! Okay. I'll take any suggestions for anything. Again, I am not perfect, so there are probably some mistakes. Anyway, onto the story. This chapter will not be in third person, and like some stories I've read, I won't repeat events when I change point of views. (Oh, my gods, I just realized what POV stands for! I feel dumb now.)
Disclaimer: Do I write like a professional 42 year old MAN?!
Percy's POV:
I woke up in the infirmary, with Annabeth, Will, and Chiron leaning over me. They all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw my eyes open. Knowing Annabeth, she probably refused to leave the infirmary. I tried to sit up, but Will and Annabeth pushed me back down. "Uh-uh, Percy. You aren't going anywhere. You have a fever of 104.3. So don't think you'll be going anywhere for a while." Annabeth argued. I just lay on my bed, not wanting to say anything. Will suggested I get some sleep, so I turned on my side and felt the room going black as I drifted out of consciousness.
Annabeth's POV:
When Percy fell asleep, I went to the beach and sat down by the water, trying to get my mind of Percy. Thalia came by, and seeing my sad expression, decided to be a good friend and ask what was wrong.
"Hey, Anna- whoa, what's wrong. What did Kelp-for-Brains do this time?" Thalia asked, trying to lighten my mood.
"Oh, nothing. He's just really sick. Will is waiting to get his test results back." I started crying as my voice cracked at the last part. "Thalia, I'm really worried about him, and I don't know if he'll be okay." I said, in between sobs.
"Annabeth, you know he'll be okay, he may be an idiot, but he always comes through." Thalia continued on like this, whispering comforting things in my ear.
Will's POV:
I was waiting to get the test results of Percy Jackson back, as I sat in my cabin. I just hope he'll be okay, I mean, he's a good friend, awesome fighter, savior of Olympus, but I don't think I've ever seen this type of sickness before. I was pulled away from my thoughts, as there was a knock at the door. I rose off my bed and opened it to find one of my half-sisters, holding the test results. Without a word, she stepped inside and handed me the results. "Would you like to see them?" I asked she nodded. Wow, I thought, talkative. She was new at camp, only claimed 3 days ago, so she hasn't really treated any one. Her name was Marci. We read through the report, finding nothing I could recognize.
Annabeth's POV:
Will came to get me, saying he had bad news. Thalia came with us to the infirmary. We entered quietly, as Percy was still asleep. Will broke the bad news. They couldn't find anything familiar from the tests. I couldn't believe it. Suddenly, two bright flashes appeared. After recovering, We rubbed our eyes and saw Poseidon and Apollo. "My lords," I said, as I bowed to the gods. Will and Thalia did the same. "Why have you come?" asked Will.
"We have come about my son. I fear for his health. I have brought Apollo to heal him." Answered Poseidon, worry etched on his face. We were all scared, but now even more. If Apollo, god of healing, couldn't help Percy, nothing could.
