You guys get 2 chapters in one day, you lucky ducks! This chapter was really short so it didn't take me long anyways. Plus I was in the mood to write another chapter, so here it is! This takes place right when Percy left.
Annabeth's POV (Didn't see that one coming did ya?)
I stared in shock at Percy's retreating figure. That's what I was, shocked. Nothing made sense, and being a daughter of Athena, that was pretty annoying. I felt someone tap my shoulder and I slowly turned around to see Piper standing there with a sympathetic look on her face.
"C'mon," she said pointing to my arm. "Let's go get that checked out."
I look down at my arm and realize that there's a decent sized cut there. I didn't even realize it. Too shocked.
I follow Piper to the infirmary and see the rest of the wounded campers there. Surprisingly, there's not a lot. Maybe about 20-30, nothing serious. Except for that one Aphrodite girl. Another thing that doesn't make sense.
I silently sit in a bed next to Clairisse and an Apollo camper comes to tend to my cut.
"I told you I'm fine!" Clairisse growls, pushing the medic away from her that was checking for injuries. "Stop prodding and poking me like that!" The doctor finally sighs and walks away to help another camper.
Clairisse rubs her elbow and turns to face me. "How you doing over there princess?" she asks, her voice taking on a much gentler tone.
Normally, I'd get angry at her for calling me names like that, but now the only thing I can force out is, "It doesn't make any sense."
"I know Annie. Trust me, I know," she sighs.
"What do you mean?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.
"The only reason I'm in this crappy infirmary, is because when I was fighting Percy," I wince at the name and she shoots me a sad smile. "He wasn't trying as hard as he could-and trust me, I know when that runt is really trying- and when he knocked me down, before he actually hit me, he whispered, 'I'm sorry.' It doesn't make any sense at all."
I nod slowly, trying to absorb the information.
"He did that to me too," a voice adds. I turn my head to see the injured Aphrodite girl.
"Sorry. I'm Alisha, by the way," she says with a meek wave.
"What do you mean 'he did that to me too'?" Clairisse asks.
"After he yelled at that kid to help me- which was weird by itself- he whispered, 'I'm so sorry." I don't get it."
This just confuses me even more, why would he apologize? I thought he would want to hurt us, so why would he feel bad about it?
"When you think about it, the whole thing doesn't make sense," Clairisse says, "Why did he even freak out about you getting hurt so much?"
"To hell if I know," Alisha scoffs.
"It was weird," I voice interrupts, and I see Thalia walking over. She sits beside me on my bed and continues, "He seemed especially freaked out and apparently he told them no killing, only maiming, which I still don't get."
"I don't get any of it," Clairisse groans.
Alisha hums in agreement, "I'm with you there sister."
"I don't want to get your hopes up Annabeth," Thalia says, seeing my look of concentration, "but there might be something he's not telling us. After all, the note he left us was kinda cryptic, 'I'm sorry.' It all just doesn't add up."
As I listen to what Thalia says, I find she's right. Most villains don't apologize every time they do something bad, and it seems like that's all Percy's been doing. But what if he's not the villain? the lovestruck and hopeful part of my brain whispers. I hate to admit it, but the voice is kind of right. From what I know about Percy-which is a lot- he's always done the right thing and he genuinely cares about people. He wouldn't just kill them in cold blood. Actually, that's the last thing he'd do.
Great now I'm talking to voices in my head and second guessing my thoughts. The things this boy does to me.
Okay, I know this chapter i really short, and I mean, really short, but I just wanted to do a chapter about what Annabeth was thinking because she would probably be really confused. I already wrote the other chapter, this was more of a bonus. That's all. Ciao!
-Lysspugs
