Chapter three
His Shattered Hers Dead
"It's ok but quit with the suspense. What the heck happened?"
"Well, Percy, you stopped fighting. I didn't know what I was doing when I was doing it. I lost control of everything, even my actions. I swung my sword and I hit the target I was going for… you. I'm sorry, Percy, really I am. I didn't mean to hit you and—," she never got to finish.
"It's ok Annabeth. Really, I'm fine." I looked down at my midsection. "Well, you know what I mean. I'm alive aren't I? It could have been worse." I smiled trying to hide the pain I felt. "So, Chiron, damage report?"
"Well, Percy, two of your ribs are broken. You also have some internal bruising. So yes, Percy, your right. It could have been much worse." Feeling the strength draining I rushed to ask my last question.
"How did you loose control Annabeth?"
"Percy, I was thinking of Luke. I was fighting my anger and lost control. I thought you were him, so I didn't stop." She was in tears again. I was going to try to make her feel better but went unconscious again. I woke up a few times after that but only for a few minutes. I never had the strength to fight the sleep off. When I finally came to I was in a different room. Instead of pale white it was bright green. Argus wasn't there either—it was Annabeth. She was asleep in the corner looking like an angel. She was beautiful…. too beautiful to be here with me. She lifted her head to look up at me, and she smiled.
"Hey wise girl. How are you doing?"
"Good, but shouldn't I be the one asking you that?"
"I think so," I smiled without having to hide the pain.
"Well then how are you? Are you actually awake this time?"
"I hope so. How long have I been in here anyway? And why did I switch rooms?"
"Well, Percy, you've been asleep for a week now. As for the room switch you would yell in pain sometimes so Chiron wanted you to be closer to his room."
"Oh. Okay, then. Wait. Why so long? What about the Ambrosia and Nectar?"
"Percy, it hasn't been working. We get it in your system and all, but it just isn't doing anything."
"Oh, Annabeth, it isn't your fault at all. It's entirely my fault."
"What do you mean your fault? I hit you with my sword. Me, Percy. Me. I hit you. You are such a stupid seaweed brain and your head is full of kelp." She looked close to tears again. Her voice was angry and upset.
"Annabeth I let my guard down. I had no sense of sight or sound. It was my fault."
"What do you mean? You couldn't see or hear anything?" I was hoping that I wasn't going to have to tell anyone, but this could be important.
"Well, I had this vision. If you want to call it that. It was just a lot of fire. My dad was burning in it. He was in pain, and I couldn't help. I was hoping he would use his powers. But he didn't. It ended, and the vision was replaced by darkness and a voice." Now I was close to crying, as well. I strained to say the words. "It wasn't Kronos. This voice was scratchy and evil. I don't exactly remember what it said. This is what I remember: 'This is the fate of your world half-blood. You can't avoid it.' That was all I remember." Her face looked astonished, and the gears were turning in her head. Just like the day she got here. Her face dropped. I was again suspicious.
"What? What's wrong, Annabeth?" She didn't answer. She just looked at me and left the room. I started thinking of questions I could ask myself. Was Annabeth a traitor like Luke? Is she worried? Or is there something much worse at work in her life?
Hello peoples of earth and Fanfiction. This chapter again was betaed. I would like to thank percabethatw for beta-ing. I finally have a new chapter written but before I post it I am going to repost all of the other chapters…after being beta-ed. Also I would like to thank everyone has favorited or subscribe for alerts. Thank you peoples.
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