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Wow, I made it to Chapter 3. Haha. I'm still trying to plan out the plot and climax… so bear with me if this isn't exciting enough. (:

So last we heard, Percy was in the hospital and he's signing out. Annabeth calls him and he finally picks up. Annabeth realized something "fishy" was going on. With the cloud and her dream. Could it all be related?

Chapter 3:

"Hmm…" Percy thought to himself. He wondered why Annabeth sounded kind of panicky. Percy went over Annabeth's words in his mind, slowly processing them while heading home alone to pack his bags and leave for New York. He didn't even know why he needed to go. But he sensed Annabeth's urgency.

He got to his door, and came in to a nice cozy (slightly messy) house, just the way he left it 3 days ago. Percy sighed, picking up a water proof backpack and packing Riptide, a set of clothes, and some cash into it.

"Well, at least I get to see Annabeth. I hope Athena doesn't kill me." Percy reasoned with his conscience.

He hopped into his car and headed out towards the beach near his surf shop. When he arrived, Percy parked his car and pulled off his shirt, locking his backpack tight onto his muscular shoulders. Without hesistation, Percy dived into the freezing Atlantic, swimming into the waves toward New York…

Later that night…

Annabeth was sitting on her couch deep into a book when she heard a light knock at the door. She smiled, knowing exactly who was at the door. She wanted to see Percy so badly. Annabeth jumped up at the sound of the knock and ran to the door. She opened it…

Here was a tall handsome man in shades standing at her door, with a bag hanging over his shoulder.

To her surprise… it wasn't Percy at the door. Her eyes widened as her jaw dropped, shaking her head, barely saying, "Luke?" This she did NOT expect to see.

"Hi." He replied in a slow, deepened voice. Though he looked the same as he did before, sounding the exactly the same, Luke was different.

Annabeth immediately slammed the door shut, locking Luke out. Leaving him at the door.

Luke yelled, "Wait! Annabeth!"

Silence.

Luke stood speaking closely to the door, his voice calm, "Annabeth… It's me. I know it's hard to believe. But please you need to trust me. Just this once! It's important…"

Annabeth was sobbing into her knees with her back leaning against the door. "No! It's not you! Luke you betrayed me! You betrayed Thalia! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!"

Luke sighed, and leaned into the crack of the door speaking softly knowing Annabeth was there, "I know there's no excuse for what I did, but this is really important, Annabeth please!"

She sat at the door with conflicting feelings, why should she believe Luke? Should she send him away?

"He's probably here for a reason… I mean Luke's been dead… and now… he's walking in the living world." Annabeth said to herself trying to make a choice.

Luke stood silently at the door, waiting patiently for Annabeth to give a reply.

He heard a click at the knob of the door as she unlocked the door and opened it slowly to see Luke standing at the door with a hopeful face.

First order of business, Annabeth punched him straight in the face. Luke fell back against the door, and then recovered. He looked up at her furiously, but he let it all go in a split second smiling and chuckling, "I guess I deserved that."

Annabeth scoffed saying, "Yeah. You did."

"Make yourself comfortable…" She gestured over to the couch where she had been reading.

Luke sat down and waited for her to come over.

"How did you find me?" Annabeth asked uneasily, still keeping her distance.

Luke replied grabbing a newspaper out of his backpack and pointing to an article on "Annabeth Chase: A New Age Architect", "You're not very hard to find. I found your business number, asked around, and found my way here."

Annabeth nodded but refused to ease up, "What did you come here for? How did you get out of the Underworld?"

"Hades let me out cause there's something going on I'm not very sure of. I convinced him that if he let me return to the living world, I could find out what's going on and see why Hades is somehow losing control of the underworld. Then I would have to return and do his dirty work for him. But I knew this could become worse. SO I got up here and found you. Yeah. So here I am." He concluded.

Annabeth thought for a moment comprehending it all, "So Hades is 'losing control of the underworld'?"

Luke shrugged, "Don't know the exact details, but yes."

Annabeth turned her back to him, sighing. She connected her dream, Percy's cloud, and the underworld. But it didn't seem to make sense at all.

Luke got up and walked up behind her. "What's wrong?" he asked in a calming voice.

Annabeth was hesitant, feeling the lingering tension between them both.

Luke understood, but instead he embraced her. Turning her around to face him. He leveled her at his eyes, and she was caught in his gaze.

Annabeth knew what he was doing and hated it with a passion, but for that moment she stopped listening to her thoughts and gave into Luke's. Luke leaned in close till he could feel her warm breath against his face.

Annabeth leaned in close, embracing his chest…

I didn't really know how to leave this chapter off so… haha. Thank you for reading! It's kind of boring though… don't you think? Feel free to give me reviews, ideas, feedback or whatever! Very much appreciated!