Annabeth's POV

Chapter 7

When Percy woke me up, we immediately rushed him over to Clovis' cabin. His dad was some minor god of dreams or whatever (I'm sorry, I don't remember his name). Clovis is a pain in the ass to wake up, but it took little time when I told him he was missing dessert. He gave Percy some river lithe "milk" or whatever it is. Clovis and I ate some kind of awful chocolate (I was thinking no wonder this kid is so fat) and we could see Percy's dream. Holy shit, my mother was up to something. But why? I needed a quest, whether Chiron wanted me to go or not.

While Clovis worked on returning all of his memories, I snuck out to pack my bags. This was a solo quest, no one else can no. As I looked back on the camp, I had an awful feeling this would be the last time I saw it. But you can't always trust your intuitions.

Percy's POV

When I woke up in Clovis' cabin, Annabeth was no where to be seen. I wanted to tell her I'm sorry, I remembered everything now. I…oh shit. Clovis said something about looking at my dream. She must have seen her mom and blamed her. Annabeth was gone.

"THALIA!GROVER! WAKE UP! SHE'S GONE!" I screamed as I ran in to my cabin.

"WHO THE HELL IS GONE? THEY BETTER BE IMPORTANT BECAUSE YOU WILL BE DEAD FOR WAKING ME UP!" Thalia screamed.

"Caaannnnns" was Grover's input.

"Annabeth," I sobbed, "I remember everything. When I woke up, I realize she saw her mom in my dream. She's gone after the wrong person!"

That got Thalia and Grover up. It took us 15 minutes to get out of camp and tell Chiron.

As we through the gold drachma in to the ground and spoke the words

"Stêthi, ôhàrma diabolês!"

The gray sister's taxi. Thank heavens Annabeth taught me the saying to stop them. "Empire state building" I spoke quickly.

"GIVE ME THE EYE TEMPREST!" They never changed.

Annabeth's POV

I was half way there before I felt her.

"My dear, dear Annabeth. I was hoping to make Percy's death permanent, but your mother's choice interrupted my plans. I am always up for revenge on Athena, but killing her favorite daughter is even better. But I have a better idea. Let's play a little game of goose chase with Perseus Jackson, hm?" I felt a snake bite on my neck, "I love you seaweed brain," I thought as the world faded to black.

Authors Note:

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