I only remeber snip bits of what happened that day. After it went black I jolted into wakening, I saw Annabeth laying there, and a paramedic team. I turned my head, my vision turned red and I was ingulfed by the black sea, though sea isn't a good word more like a Nico sea. Lots of death like stuff, no friendly coral or dolphins to aw at my place in the ocean world. Another with a great pain in my stomach. I let out a couple words but it sounded like a high pitched moo. A doctor in a surgical mask looked at me and then gave me a shot. I blacked out. The last one I was in a hospital bed. "Annabeth! Annabeth Wisegirl!" I screamed so loud a lady scolded me, she had wrinkled skin and a tube for every square inch of her body. I jolted my head and fell back in pain. Finally, a man in a wheelchair came. "Chiron! WHERE IS ANNABETH!" He shot me a look of shhhh there are PEOPLE! "My voice finally lowered it self. "Percy, if anyone asks I am not Chiron I am your uncle Brunner." I tried

to lift my arm, I let out a small shriek.

"AAA!"

"Percy!, Oh honey, are you okay?"

"Mom? Sorry Paul SORRY PAUL!"

"It's okay, Paul is coming"

"Where is Annabeth?"

"She's in the surgery"

"Annabeth's dad? why are you here? You live in SanFransico!"

"He's in shock, leave him be." Chiron made peace with almost everyone. Chiron stayed with me. I held on mumbling about something.

"Let's go see Annabeth, shall we?"

"Yes!" I eagerly jumped out of bed, only to crash onto the floor. My legs weren't working! A nurse came over to me and sat me up in a wheelchair. "It's only for now, unlike your uncle there. The nurse was young and seemed freaked out by Chiron, she still seemed a little childish afraid of the elders, or the disabled. She would be way more scared if he had come in as a centaur, acting like he had been here just like anyone else. The Mist would most likely shelter her, so he would come out as a large man.

Finally a man in a white coat came to a horrible scene, me sitting like a baby with a scared look on my face Chiron in a little argument with the rude nurse who now looked almost 23. He dismissed the nurse, Katrina. "Percy, uh, could you please come? I need to have a talk with you, alone. Mr. Brunner, please, uh, stay? A nurse will talk to you soon."

"Great! As long as I don't talk to Katrina!" His eyes were doutful as I was wheeled away. It seemed he had more of a history with the name Katrina.

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