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"Alright," Chiron said, "Now, I have other news. It may be quite disturbing…"

Annabeth suddenly became interested as she lifted her head to look at Chiron.

I knew she was expecting news about Luke, and I tried not to feel annoyed.

"With Calypso's arrivfal, the fates have become imbalanced," Chiron explained, "It's affecting the entire world, as well as our camp."

"What do you mean?" Clarisse said, "How is it affecting our camp?"

"The camp borders," Chiron exhaled, "They are weakening."

The aura in the room drastically became tense.

A chorus of "What?" and "How?" was heard among the cabin leaders around the table.

Then finally, Bekendorf managed to form a sentence despite his alarm, "They're weakening?" he said, "What do you mean? How do we fix it?"

"The matter is not so urgent," Chiron said reassuringly, "This is not permanent. The fates will learn to balance themselves out with in few weeks. In the meantime the gods are using their powers to give us protection and keep the monsters out."

"Oh," Silena said, "…then we shouldn't worry, right?"

"Yeah," Travis said, "If the fates will fix themselves, what's the problem?"

Chiron nodded, "There is something we must consider, though…"

Everyone waited nervously till Mr.D rushed the matter, "Yes, Chiron?"

"While the camp borders are weak," Chiron said, "We must consider the possibility of ...our enemies... trying to invade camp."

"What?" Bekendorf asked, which summed up everyone's confused faces.

"Our enemies;" Chiron repeated. "...Kronos and his army."

The room was already cold with the camp borders allowing the cold wind inside, but as the Titans Lords name was mentioned, goose bumps filled my arms.

"So your saying that…while the camp borders are weak, Kronos' army might take this chance to try and invade camp?" Connor summed up.

Chiron nodded grimly.

There was silence for a long time.

I glanced at Annabeth. It was hard to read her expression.

"So what are we supposed to do?" Grover asked anxiously.

"We must stay prepared." Chiron said simply.

"How?" Silena spoke, "Do you mean we need to make a battle plan or something?"

"Exactly," Chiron said, " There are multiple things we can do to prepare, and they must be organized right now."

"How are we supposed to prepare for an attack from Kronos?" Clarisse said. "I mean…what good will having a plan be?"

"We will never be fully prepared," Chiron's face ashy, "though, we must do everything in our abilities."

"But," Silena said, "We're not really even sure that the invasions going to happen. You said that Kronos might take this chance to invade. But there's a chance that he won't…right?"

"You're right, Child. There might not be any invasion at all. But…the chances don't go in our favor."

A dreary silence filled the room. Annabeth was listening to everyone closely and quietly, and I wished I knew what she was thinking.

"So how exactly do we organize this?" Bekendorf asked.

Chiron nodded "The most important thing we need to do is stay armed at all times. We need to set guards along the borders and be extra precautionary."

"If Luke really is planning something," I said "then we should expect-"

"Kronos," Annabeth interrupted me.

"What?" I looked at her.

"Kronos." Annabeth repeated calmly, "You meant to say; If kronos is really planning something. Not Luke."

I stared at her. "Luke is part of Kronos, Annabeth."

"No," Annabeth said. Her voice was dangerously calm, though, her eyes were fiery. "Luke is Luke. And Kronos is a Titan."

"Luke is-"

"Whoa, guys." Grover interrupted. "Just focus here. We're talking about organizing a plan,"

I took a breath and faced Chiron again, "Like I was saying... if Kronos is really planning something then we should expect a big battle. We need to be prepared for combat."

"Yes," Chiron said, " We need to work together for this matter."

He turned to Clarisse and suggested that she handled the offense. He told Bekendorf to make sure everyone was armed with weapons. Grover was to inform the satyrs and position them as guards around the borders.

Chiron continued to give out orders, till everyone had a job.

Silena was supposed to inform all the campers and spread the word. Annabeth was in charge of defense.

Then Chiron looked at me, "Percy, If there is a battle…you will be kronos' main target."

A lump formed in my throat.

"You control the prophecy, my boy" Chiron continued, "He'll try to eliminate you in every chance he gets."

"I already know that." I said trying to sound braver than I felt.

"We can't give Kronos that chance," Chiron said. "It's to risky to have you go out in battle."

"What are you saying?" I sat forward, "I'm not just going to stand back in the battle."

Chiron sighed, "Percy, you have to understand-"

"No," I interrupted. "I don't care. Luke can try to kill me all he wants. I'm not going to give him that chance. I'm not standing back, Chiron. I'm not going to sit in some type of guarded room. I have to fight, I'm strong enough to stay alive."

The look on Chiron's face told me that he knew I wasn't going to change my mind.

I glanced at Annabeth and I found that she was already looking at me. Our eyes locked for barley a second before Annabeth awkwardly looked away.

I realized I had said Luke's name again, instead of Kronos.

Chiron exhaled, "Alright. Does everyone understand?"

We nodded.

"So," Clarisse said, "All this is happening just because Calypso is off her island?"

I narrowed my eyes at Clarisse. "That doesn't mean that any of this is Calypso's fault."

Clarisse returned my glare, "I'm not saying it's Sleeping Beauty's fault."

"Then who's fault are you saying this is?" I matched her tone.

I didn't need Clarisse to answer that. I felt guilty enough- ever since I had seen Annabeth's face on half blood hill when Calypso arrived, I hadn't stopped blaming myself.

"Hey, It's not all Percy's fault," Silena said trying to be helpful.

"Why are we all making this such a big deal?" Connor said.

"Seriously," Travis agreed, "The borders weakening are just temporary. We can handle a battle. Besides, Percy's has his girlfriend back - she's not evil - they can be happy together- the end."

Travis's words made me realize how badly I didn't want that as my ending.

"No," I said.

"What?" Travis raised an eyebrow.

"I looked directly at Annabeth. "She's is not my girlfriend. I told you; I can't explain it."

Annabeth looked at me.

"Okay…" Connor said, "So if she's not your girlfriend, what would you call her, Percy?"

I broke my gaze from Annabeth and glared at Connor. "What I call Calypso is part of my personal business."

Connor just raised his eyebrows, as if he was wondering why the heck I was acting so up tight.

He had no idea what was going on. Heck, even I didn't know what was going on with me and Annabeth.

"Alright, guys," Bekendorf said, "Let's just get back on topic."

"Right," Clarisse grunted, "As I was saying...this has to be someone's fault. This matter didn't just bring itself here."

Leave it up to Clarisse to create war.

As I thought more about whose fault it was, the angrier I became. "This isn't Calypso's fault, Clarisse. If you need to blame someone, blame Luke."

Everyone stayed quiet.

"Are you saying that this is Luke's fault?" Annabeth spoke. Her voice was steady. "Because it isn't, Percy."

"Yes it is, Annabeth." I was fed up with holding back. "If it wasn't for Luke, we wouldn't have to worry about camp being invaded."

"And if it wasn't for her," Annabeth didn't even find Calypso worthy of saying her name, "The borders wouldn't have weakened in the first place."

"If it wasn't for Luke; Kronos wouldn't be in this stage right now. He's responsible for the death of thousands of half-bloods including our friends."

"Percy," Annabeth said, "If it wasn't for Luke, I wouldn't be alive. He took care of me."

"And If it wasn't for Calypso, Annabeth," I said, "I wouldn't be alive either. She healed me."

"Is that why you brought her back in this world, Percy? Because you owe her your life?" Annabeth voice picked up.

"No," I raised my voice to her level, "I brought Calypso back because..." I stopped... I realized that I really didn't have words.

"Because she means more to you than just someone who healed you? Is that it?" It felt like Annabeth was clearly asking me if I had feelings for Calypso. "Why don't you just say it, Percy?!" Annabeth's eyes were stormy like I'd never seen them, and I stared at her blankly.

"Annabeth..." My voice became soft.

"Forget it, Percy," Annabeth whispered in an exhale and then stood up.

"Annabeth, hold on," I stood up after her, but now she was already walking out the door.

I followed till I finally caught up with her outside the big house.

The evening was setting in and the sky was a gloomy shade of purple.

"Just stop, Percy." Annabeth was trying to get me off her trail.

"No, Annabeth." I managed to grip her wrist. She fiercely stopped and her lose hair whipped around as she turned to me. "Answer one question first," I said.

Her glare was hard, as if she was warning me to let go of her hand. But I stood my ground.

"Annabeth," I said, "Answer one thing. Why do you still believe in Luke so much?"

"I believe in him, Percy, because I know him. He's always been there for me. That's something you'll never understand."

"I understand that he's not here for you now, Annabeth. He betrayed you. Do you really think that will change?"

"He can change, Percy. I'll make him change!"

"Why do you want him to change?!"

"Because I need him...and I need him to come back,"

"Is it because he means more to you than just a brother, Annabeth?" I let go of her wrist and realized just how hard I was holding it. Her skin had turned a pale shade of white. "Sorry," I said.

Annabeth stared at me, and I had a feeling she felt exactly like I did when Annabeh asked me if Calypso meant more to me. And trust me, the feeling wasn't good.

I don't know how long we stood there staring, electrifying energy passing between green and grey, but Annabeth was finally the one to break our gaze and turn away.

I watched her walk away till I couldn't see her anymore through the fog that had filled up the camp's air.

I went back inside the big house. Everyone was silent, and as soon as I entered the meeting room, all heads turned to look at me.

I stood by the door and I remembered how loud Annabeth and me were screaming. My face felt hot.

"There's nothing left to talk about," I said, "If this meeting is over, can I go?"

"Uh, yes, you may." Chiron said awkwardly.

I left.

I couldn't think of any other place to head to besides my cabin.

Before I entered cabin three, the conch sounded for dinner.
I wasn't in the mood.

I simply threw off my shoes in my cabin and sat leaning against the wall on my bed.

Every thing was wrong.

I closed my eyes. I still felt heavy blood pumping through me, my anger for Luke didn't leave.

As much as I hated Luke for turning against the gods, and for nearing me towards death, and for being the reason for the rise of Kronos, I hated him even more for simply hurting Annabeth.

I wished Annabeth never met Luke. I wished Annabeth could have gotten to camp safely with just Thalia and Grover. I wished Luke didn't exist.

When I opened my eyes again, Rachel was sitting in front of me.

I jumped and I must have looked pretty shocked because Rachel began laughing.

I threw a pillow at her and it passed through her as if she was a hologram.

Great, so I was imagining this again. I really needed to get a therapist….

"Percy," Rachel laughed, "You should have seen your face..."

"Ha-Ha" I said sarcastically.

She eventually stopped laughing. "Okay, sorry."

"What are you doing here?"

"I don't know, Percy. But do you plan on telling me why you're sitting here all angry?"

I sighed, "No, Rachel. I don't want to talk right now."

"So I take it you had another talk with Annabeth?" She ignored me.

"Rachel," I said, "Seriously, I don't feel like talking."

"What happened? Is she still angry at Calypso?"

Finally I gave up asking to be alone. Rachel wasn't about to leave.

"Yeah," I sighed.

"Well, did you talk to Annabeth?"

"There was a meeting," I told Rachel, "Kronos might try and invade camp,"

I went on explaining, and Rachel listened carefully. "And Annabeth still thinks that Luke is a good guy who never hurt a single person." I finished coldly.

"So?" Rachel said, "If Annabeth still has hope for the guy, why can't you just let her be?"

"Because she shouldn't have hope for him." I sat forward, "He's not going to change."

"Or is it that you just don't want him to change?"

"Alright, Rachel," I said, "You caught me. I don't want Luke to change. He betrayed the gods. He doesn't deserve another chance."

"He betrayed the gods, Percy. Is that really the reason you hate him?"

"What?" I said, but suddenly Rachel's imaged proofed away.

I exhaled and leaned back against the wall.


Not my best chapter. It didn't turn out the way I wanted to. But anyway, please review and tell me what you think! The next chapter will focus on Calypso, so stay tuned! My update will depend on your reviews! =D