Hey Everyone, Here is Chapter 4!
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Chapter 4
ANNABETH P.O.V
That night, I had quite a scare. I was thinking about the prophecy and our voyage to London when I finally fell asleep in exhaustion.
It felt like I slept for only a few minutes before the sound of screaming woke me up. I sat up fast, adrenaline rushing through my
veins as I tried to detect the screaming through my disorientation. I realized the sound was coming from Percy who was tossing
and turning and screaming as if he was being tortured!. I then thought about the prophecy, one was us was going to go insane and
I quickly rushed by his side to shake him awake. After five more minutes of hearing him scream, he shot awake breathing heavily. I
was super freaked out and frantically asking him if he was ok, when he finally spoke, he told me it was just a bad dream. But I
could tell he was hiding something and I further pressed him for an answer. He denied me and I decided to drop it, he would tell
me when he was ready to, then I slipped back in bed but not before reassuring him that I was always willing to talk in case he later
did wanted to tell me. Then, slowly but surely, I went back to sleep. When I awoke, I noticed he was gone and to be honest, I
panicked a little. The rational part of my brain told me he probably went on a walk or something but the other not so rational part of
my brain started thinking of less optimistic ways. What if someone took him while I was asleep? What if he did go mad and ran
away? I shook these thoughts aside and waited for him to return. After about an hour he did eventually show up but in that hour I
really started to worry. When he came back I was both relieved and furious. Couldn't he bother to write a note or something?
PERCY P.O.V
When I walked into the room, I saw Annabeth's face turn from worried, to relieved to furious and I thought: Oh no, I'm doomed. I
decided to go with a happy greeting: "Hey Annabeth, sorry I am a bit late, I was going to be back half an hour earlier." Somehow the
apology only made it worse, it made a glaring Annabeth go to a smack-across-the-back-of-the-head Annabeth and soon my
head was throbbing. "You're unbelievable!" she growled in anger. "Ok so maybe I should have come back an hour ago," I admitted.
This earned me another smack in the head, I was really getting tired of all this aggression, so was my head. "No you idiot! I don't
care what time you came back!" she shouted. Ok now I was really getting confused, then why was she angry if it was not for being
late? "I thought you left without me or… or you got hurt!" she said. I could tell she was trying to keep her face angry but I knew she
was going to break down, so before she did I brought her close to me (A very risky move when dealing with an angry Annabeth, by
the way.) and tried to comfort her. "Hey," I said softly, "We're demigods, our life is dangerous and you know that, but we can't let
that discourage us," I said calmly. "I know, its just I don't want to lose you again," she said, sniffling. She was talking about when
Hera had wiped me and Jason's memories and made us switch camps. Annabeth had been very upset and she and my mother
used to spend evenings crying about my disappearance. "That will never happen again, we will always stick together," I reassured
her. She then pulls away, wipes her tears and says "Sorry for all this, I don't know what came over me." "Its ok, its good to let it out
but now we need to go rent out the boat," I said looking at my watch. Oh Great, it was noon! We were supposed to be on the boat
and sail away at 10:00 and now we were late! We quickly packed and checked out of the hotel. Luckily because we had made a
reservation beforehand so we didn't have to stand in the long boat rental line. Soon we were on our adventure, sailing to London.
ANNABETH P.O.V
Percy had no trouble steering the ship, with the will of his mind, he could do all the operations at the same time, we sped by
several other boats but obviously the mortals just saw a crew of people steering the boat instead of the boat magically steering
itself, thanks to the mist. By the evening, we were about halfway through our journey to London which was actually pretty good
knowing we started late. After a while I noticed Percy's face looked a little pale and he looked exhausted, I told him to go take a
break, he left after he put the ship on autopilot (I have absolutely NO idea how he put a manual boat on autopilot but it worked) and
then he went below the dock to rest. In less than 15 minutes, he was back up on deck. "Percy, I think the autopilot can hold a while,
you need to rest," I told him. "No, I'm fine, I can steer now," he insisted. He didn't look fine, his eyes were bloodshot, there were
dark circles under his eyes and he looked so exhausted that he could fall asleep any second. So why didn't he go to sleep? Then I
thought about the late night screaming in the hotel yesterday, maybe there was something more he was not telling me, and it was
enough to make him want to stay up all day. I needed to know what was going on but I knew if I asked him he would deny it, so I
decided to force him to go to sleep because he would pass out from exhaustion if he continued to steer . I grabbed him by the wrist
and started dragging him below deck, he was protesting but I didn't listen. "Annabeth, I'm telling you I am not tired! Just please let
me steer the ship," he said, almost pleading. I forced him in bed and said before leaving: "Don't think that when I leave you can
come back up, I will be watching," I said sounding like a mother grounding her child. Sure enough, he did not fight it anymore and
drifted off to sleep.
PERCY P.O.V
Steering the ship really drained my energy, plus I was already tired because I did not sleep that much yesterday but I kept steering
because if I stopped I would find myself screaming over another bad dream and having to come up with a quick response to a
suspicious Annabeth. I tried to hide my exhaustion but sure enough, Annabeth had noticed and sent me off to sleep. I lay in bed but
as soon as I did, the memory of Beckendorf came to me, and I knew if I went to sleep, the dreams would haunt me again, so I went
back up to steer. Annabeth insisted I go to sleep but I said otherwise. I thought she was going to back off when she made a
surprising move. From out of the blue (which by the way is the best color of food), she grabbed my wrist and started pulling me
away, I tried to remain calm but I think my response end up sounding like I was going to be tortured instead of being sent to my
room but to me it was the same thing. Don't worry, she will leave and you can get back up, I told myself but it was like she read my
mind and told me that she will be keeping an eye on me. So then I came up with another one of my genius plans, I could just sit in
my room for a few hours and pretend to be asleep but still be awake, that way I don't have to have bad dreams and I can take away
any suspicions Annabeth has about my sleeping issues. REALLY REALLY REALLY BAD PLAN! I actually ended up falling
asleep from exhaustion and my nightmares seemed to be getting worse. I was running towards the entrance of camp half blood for
the first time with Grover who I recently discovered was a satyr and my mom, with the Minotaur not behind. I tried to pull my mom
to safety but she could not enter because she was mortal. Please no, not this again anything but this I thought, but I watched it
happen again in horror and despair as my helpless mother was grabbed by the Minotaur and in a flash of light she was gone.
"No!" I screamed, as a familiar raspy voice whispered in my ear, I warned you to leave while you could! Now watch what I'll do to
your mind, the voice said. Then I jolt awake shaking uncontrollably, I heard Annabeth call my name and come below deck. No I
can't do this, I can't talk about what happened, I bolted in the washroom and locked the door before she could even reach him.
"Percy?! Percy what's wrong! Don't keep it to yourself, you can tell me!" She was knocking on the door now and I could hear her
panicked voice. I felt a little guilty but if I talked now I would break down. I clasped the sink counter with both of my sweaty, clammy
hands. The sight of my mother getting taken by the Minotaur replayed over and over in my head, I was having trouble breathing
and my vision was blurry. I felt all my energy leave my and my knees betrayed me. As I fell to the hard ground, my head hit the sink
counter and pain roared through my head, the last thing I saw was the door open before everything went black.
Sorry about the cliffhanger,
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