I killed everyone with that cliffie, didn't I? DDDx I'm SO sorry. DDDX –pouts- I just didn't feel like writing. Here's an even worse cliffie. –laughs at cruelty- ENJOY!
Luke
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"WHAT?" I roared, wiping my lips automatically.
"It's true!" Thalia (Annabeth WHATEVER) whimpered. "It was Aphrodite's potion! Thalia had it!"
"Ok…so you're telling me I've got ANNABETH, GROVER, AND NIKO HERE?" I roared again.
"Gods, Luke! Shut up! And YES!"
"OH. MY. FREAKING. GODS." I took in deep breaths, my vision becoming glazed. "This is NOT going to end to your liking,"
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Percy's Point of View:
"Where are you going, Percy?" Annabeth asked me, sprawled on the bed as if she was tired. Psh. Right.
"Out of here," I told her, tying my shoes.
"Why?" she sat up.
"Because apparently, I don't want to get fried by our parents!" I hissed.
"Why are you so afraid?" she snorted.
"…well, Dad has a trident, and your mom, being the goddess of wisdom and all, would find the harshest ways to torture me. Hmmm, Annabeth?"
"Whatever. She always fakes,"
"…what world do YOU come from?" I asked her, disgusted. I threw open the door. "I'll be back in about forty five minutes. I have to go finish the paperwork and stuff downstairs,"
"Sure," Annabeth smiled at me.
I walked out and shut the door behind me. Walking towards the elevator, I had a strange wave of ocean water waft to my nose. I blinked, momentarily stunned.
"Hmmm…?" I asked myself.
I looked around, but no water burst from the walls. Nothing.
"Whatever," I hissed under my breath and poked the elevator button. It took a while. Five minutes past…seven…nine…
I pushed the button again and again.
Finally, I heard the chime.
"Halleluiah," I rolled my eyes as the elevator door opened. I froze then.
"Percy," Luke chuckled. He took my arm and shoved me in. I slammed against the wall, hearing SOMETHING crunch. Ouch.
I looked to my left, groaning. Thalia was bound and gagged, her eyes wide with terror. I withdrew a breath sharply.
"Luke!" I yelled, turning. "You'll pay!"
"That's not Thalia," Luke said in a bored voice, as the elevator doors shut.
"…WHAT?" I cocked an eyebrow. "I don't care if it is or isn't! You promised to kick my butt the next time you saw me!"
"That's when I thought that I had Thalia," Luke frowned. "Which I don't,"
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" I roared at him, loosing my patience.
"Tell him yourself princess," Luke smirked and ripped the bandage off… "Thalia".
She took in big gulps of air, breathing in and out.
"I'm…Annabeth! I'm Annabeth…Percy!"
"…no way," I whispered.
"Yes," Thalia (Annabeth, what EVER) slumped to the floor. "Potion. Aphrodite,"
"…Annabeth?"
This definitely made more sense. Annabeth would have never acted the way the imposter acted upstairs. I knew there was something different! It turns out that the real Annabeth was with Luke all along!
She nodded.
"Oh my gods!" I embraced her, completely numb. This was a strange and weird twist of turns.
"Ok, ENOUGH," Luke hissed.
"When do you change back?" I asked Annabeth, ignoring him.
"When we touch," Annabeth replied to me, face flushed and breathless.
"…gods," I shook my head and stood up. "Luke, untie her,"
"Don't feel like it,"
"Luke,"
It would be stupid and rash to get into a battle in an elevator escalating towards the sky with a tied girl by us. Not smart at all.
"Fine," he grumbled, seeing this fact also. He reached down and undid Annabeth's ropes. She stood up and rubbed her wrists, proceeding to stand by me.
"Let's go down to my room," I glared. "And kick Thalia's butt,"
"No. I'll take her quietly," Luke sniffed.
I rolled my eyes. "A treaty for now, you bastard traitor?"
Luke bristled, growling at me.
"I'll take that as a yes," I grinned at him just as the door opened.
We found ourselves staring at two men, both as pale as gray and they had no pupils. I could smell fear and decay around them, and I cringed my nose. Annabeth didn't seem to notice, but I could tell that Luke did.
"…what the…?" he left the question hanging.
"Thanatos, let's go this way," one man tugged. They looked like twins.
My heart almost skipped a beat. Thanatos…?
"No, no, Hypnos. That's where the stupid demigods are," the other man chuckled, pointing at us.
"STUPID?" Luke and I chorused.
"…you can see us?"
"And hear us?"
Thanatos AND Hypnos? The escaped "ex" gods?
No. Freaking. Way.
"NO DUH!" Luke roared.
"GET THEM!" I yelled, jumping out.
"Get who, Percy?" Annabeth asked.
"The freakin' gods!"
"…where?"
She couldn't see them. I turned back to them. The two looked terrified.
"How come she can't see you?" Luke grabbed Hypnos' neck and put him against the wall of the elevator.
"…I don't know!" he whined.
"What about you?" I put Riptide against Thanatos' neck.
"…I believe," Thanatos gulped. "She hasn't had a brush with death. Our her mother or father aren't plotting to kill her,"
The words hit my ears like a thousand stinging, flesh-tearing knives.
Plotting to kill?
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CLIFFIE! MAUHAHHAHAHA!! X-X I'm calm now. –Takes deep breathes- btw, if anyone would care to read my Edgar Allan Poe story, the Tell-Tale Watercolors I'd LOVE that. I'll write more Percy Jackson! –Bribes- Once again, 5-10 reviews, don't say "This is review #5" or that crap because it will not count. Something you liked or didn't like.
