Chapter Seven
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Annabeth paced up and down her cabin, with her teeth chewing on her lip as she concentrated. Piper, who was sat on the edge of Annabeth's bed, stood and put her hands over Annabeth's. "Stop," she said slowly. "I know that you want to find him but you're going to drive yourself insane."
Maybe there was some truth to that. Since morning (a good four hours ago), Annabeth had been pacing and thinking and worrying. Not a good thing to be doing for such a long time. Especially because she was a daughter of Athena, it meant that she considered all the horrible options, never leaving a single one out.
But Annabeth had been speaking to Nico and he'd said many times that Percy was alive. No matter how many times she heard it, Annabeth could never really bring herself to stop worrying about him; how long would he be alive for? What were they doing to him?
She hated being in the dark of things, hated not knowing things. Maybe it was because she was a daughter of Athena or maybe that was just how Annabeth was. She sighed and flopped on her bed with Piper standing over her, arms crossed.
All morning, - or maybe it was lunch now, she didn't know - Annabeth had been trying to work through the prophecy. But it was a lot harder then she'd originally thought. Annabeth had heard lots of prophecies and had worked them through slowly and, in the end, she'd gotten a few of the lines right. A few.
This prophecy though had too many different meanings. It was too vague. Maybe the prophecy wasn't even talking about Percy. Maybe it was like the Great Prophecy: spoken long ago, talked about in hushed tones as they cautiously awaited the hero to come.
Closing her eyes, Annabeth recited the Prophecy like a favourite song.
"Powers that are too great to wield,
Shall be used as a shield.
A hero must fall
And with him, so will all."
Turning to face Piper, Annabeth huffed. "There isn't enough of it to suggest a solid meaning, Piper. What if Percy is really in trouble? I won't be there to help him and you know what an idiot he can be at times."
Oh gods of Olympus, she was starting to sound like a love crazed teenager. Annabeth wasn't going to sit here, moping, waiting for her boyfriend to come back and save her. No, that was Bella Swan's job.
She'd do something about it. She'd do something about it and get everything back to normal.
Normal wasn't a word usually heard in Camp. It wasn't usually heard when being a demigod. It had been so long since Annabeth and Percy had been normal. If they've ever been it.
Piper sighed and sat down next to Annabeth, her arms hugging her from the side. "Come on, let's go the campfire. It will take your mind off things."
Nodding, Annabeth stood and then helped Piper up. Maybe if she took a break, she could get a fresh start later and maybe she'd discover something that she hadn't seen before. Annabeth hadn't even started thinking about the attack last night with the lions.
That was strange. And it meant too many things for Annabeth to know. "You're right." Annabeth cast all thoughts of Percy and attacks out of her mind, even though it felt like she was giving up.
But she would never give up. Not even if years past and Nico had reported that Percy was dead, she'd still look for him. She'd always look for him.
She loved him.
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Seated around the campfire, Annabeth always had to admire the view. Even though the flames had attacked a few cabins last night, there were some still roaring on the campfire now. Repairs were already starting to be made, anyway.
Orange, red, amber and gold flames burned and entwined each other with another. With each song sung, each story told and each laugh broke, the flames grew higher and higher.
The night was beautiful. A part of Annabeth had always admired the night sky, how something could be so big and vast and limitless and daunting yet so peaceful and stunning and memorable had always shocked her. To the wishes that were told upon the stars to the faded screams of death, night was either good or bad.
Suddenly, all chatter broke apart. Annabeth looked up and saw Chiron walk through. He hushed everyone with just a look. "Thank you." He nodded, Annabeth leaned forward, eager to hear anything he had to say.
"As you all know, the attack last night was unsuspected and frankly quite odd. Mr D and I have talked and we have come to agreement that this attack could be tied to Percy Jackson's kidnapping and the prophecy told by Rachel minutes before the attack happened."
At the word kidnapping, Annabeth flinched. It all seemed so real now; it was a kidnapping. Her boyfriend was kidnapped.
Chiron looked around at all their shocked or expressionless faces and made his tone warmer. "I know that we all want to find Percy. But Mr D and I cannot allow a quest to be issued. I'm sorry, but we know nothing and it hasn't even been two days without him yet."
He wasn't going to issue a quest? After all the things that Percy had done for camp, for Olympus, for the world, a quest wasn't going to be issued to find him? All Percy had ever wanted was a normal life and because of all of this, he'd never got that opportunity. Percy had put his own needs before everyone else's, multiple times, and they wouldn't even be bothered to try to look for him.
Annabeth stood. "Shame on you," she snapped at Chiron and proceed to storm off to her cabin with rage flowing through her veins.
