ANNABETH

"I want a horse and armor for this man!" I shouted at one of my soldiers. We were in a hotel, waiting for the morning to have our descend to the Spartan Castle.

"Here you go, General." A cape and weaponry was placed in my arms.

"Thank you." I turned toward Perseus, who was examining everything around him. I could tell her was a warrior, the glint in his eyes, the strong build of his body. And if what I assume is true… he would be forever known.

"Perseus. Your things." Perseus takes the armor and goes into the curtained area of the great room.

"Sir Kane! Please get our new soldier ambrosia and nectar, and prepare a great feast. We shall dine finley tonight. Also, tell the public executioner that I will be trying a man for treason." Sir Kane nods and scurries off.

"General Chase." Perseus emerges from the drapes. He was cleaned, not a speck of dirt on his handsome face.

"Yes?" Perseus sat down on the couch, a bit dazed.

"Why did you let me come? With you?" His voice cracked. I sighed and stood in front of him.

"Because you were innocent, and you might be our king." Perseus gaped at me as Sir Kane brought me the food.

"But- but thats- impossible!" Perseus stuttered.

"What I do, what all us demigods do- should be impossible. Now drink this. Its nectar, and should heal your wounds." I said. Perseus took the cup from me and slowly drank it, savoring the flavor.

"Thank you, my Lady."

"I will have none of that. You will address me as Annabeth from now on, but only in private. I do not want anyone who is not in my squad knowing my real name." Perseus nodded.

"I understand."

"Good. Now your rooms are on the left. Get some rest, we have a big day tomorrow."

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" Citizens of Sparta! I have a traitor in my grasp!" I bellowed. The people gathered around the podium whooped and hollered.

"And this Persian man shall die from the wrath of me! The wrath of our glorious gods!" The people roared in approval. I turned to Humrei.

" Any last words?"

Humrei spit in my face. "Greece shall burn to the ground and bow before my king!" I struck him across the face with my knife. Blood dripped onto the wood.

"Humrei Yuther, you are being charged for a traitor, 11 accounts of rape, four robberies, insulting the General, and speaking against the nation of Greece. For that, you shall slowly and painfully die at the mercy of my blade."

I raised my dagger, and struck his worthless body 20 times. His blood curdling screams were so loud, even Persia could hear.

Humrei died 5 hours later, long after the General had left with her men to the castle of Sparta.

"Yonth, I want you to scout the castle with three men of your choice. If the former king and queen are still there, kill them."

A messanger from Persia had come to the castle, demanding to see the royal family. After he had been killed because he attacked my men, I took the letter from his hands. It was from King Damaris himself, praising the king and queen for betraying the city.

It made me want to kill everything in my path.

I galloped into the courtyard after Youth had determined the castle safe. In my wake, foolish courtiers screamed and backed away from my horse. I rode into the stables and tied up the horse.

"Bring me Perseus Jackson!" I shouted. Seconds later, Perseus ran to my side.

"Yes General?" Smart boy. We are alone in the stables, but the wit on the roof suggests a spy.

"Hand me a Bow and arrow." I whisper. Perseus hands me his, and i aim for the spy. I took a deep breath and let the arrow fly. It hit home, and the spy toppled from the roof.

"Check his sword and take off his breastplate. If its silver, he was a Persian. And his sword should tell us his rank." Perseus does as i say.

"Rank 108." He calls. I whistle.

"Pretty high up." I praise. "Find his horse. Tell Sir Lan to tie him to it and have a note attached. It doesnt matter what it says, but something intimidating. When you are done, meet me in the dining room." Perseus runs off, and I walk to the castle.

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The dining room was big, no doubt, and had one wall made entirely of windows and huge heavy drapes were held back at the sides. Gelda, the cook, had made a diner for all of us, and we were all seated at the table. I was sitting in the Kings chair, and Perseus was sitting next to me. I had no appetite, so I merely watched the doors so my men could eat in peace.

"So, Perseus-" I was cut off.

"Percy. Please call me Percy." He said. I nodded and smiled.

"Alright, Percy. So you were telling me you were the captain of DeathStroke?" Percy shrugs and drinks from his goblet.

"Yes. My ship is waiting for me on the Abiline Docks." He faced me and frowned. " General Chase, I know this is a lot to ask for, but my crew is my family, and I was wondering if I could see them. To tell them goodbye."

"You don't have to join my army, Percy. Yes, I would very much like you to, but I am not Richard, a bastard of a king. I will not force you to join. You may sail the seas again, with your family, if that is what you desire." I said.

Percy looks shocked. "Really? You would let me go? Why?"

I thought for a moment. "Because you remind me a little of myself. I am willing to fight for my country, but will not be forced to do anything I don't want to do."

"Thank you, General Chase. Thank you."

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