Chapter 10
A/N: It's been nearly two years since I last updated and you're probably wondering where the hell I've been. The truth is, I have no real excuse for stopping, and I tend to have issues finishing things. Anyway, I moved into my new house last week and we didn't have wifi or service for the first few days, and I was snooping through some of my whole stuff, when I found my fanfic folder, and I read all 44 pages of this thing. I then read some reviews when I got wifi, and I decided to get back on my feet, write a few more chapters before the start of my sophomore year, and see how this writing thing goes.
Annabeth's POV
Annabeth had slept on it. The fact that Percy was a seaweed brain for not telling her, but it was not his fault, nonetheless. He was right about one thing, however; her anger towards her mom.
Athena the "wise"… Annabeth scoffed just thinking about her. Her mom had always seemed like a far off figure to worship and idolize, but being so mad at her was almost like a real mother-daughter relationship – except in this case, Annabeth was an adult and her mom had threatened to kill her boyfriend, well, ex-boyfriend.
Annabeth promised to confront her mom on her next trip to Olympus, now that she was planning to stay at Camp Half Blood for a while. It wouldn't be easy seeing Percy every day, but Camp had already started to feel like home.
And home was where the drama was. Annabeth got to see the so called evil counselor the previous night, and Annabeth had every intention of taking her down.
Marilyn had ordered everyone to clean the cabin while she sat reading The Art of War; a book Annabeth loved as much as the next strategist, but not when it was time to clean the cabin. She told Marilyn to join in of be demoted as head counselor, at which point Marilyn, who couldn't have been older than sixteen or seventeen, took out a whip, a weapon that most demigods shied away from due to the danger it could present to the user. However, if used properly, whips could do serious damage.
Annabeth could not believe the corruption that was going on in the Athena cabin, and challenged Marilyn to a battle.
The entire cabin as well as a few other students watched and some even joined in. In the end, Marilyn had lost the battle as well as her title, which Annabeth gave to Ashley, the girl who was next in line for counselor.
Anyway, a night of celebration for the end of Marilyn's tyranny and a drama filled morning with Percy and Piper's break-up had brought Annabeth to a complete standstill. What was she going to do to make her days count at her beloved camp? How did she feel about Percy and vice versa? They were both technically available…
Annabeth chided herself for thinking that way, and on the day she was supposed to relax!
"Hey Annabeth!" A voice exclaimed, bringing her out of her revelry.
"Oh my goodness… Rachel!" Annabeth hugged her old friend.
"It's been so long since you and Percy have come to camp, and just in time for the KIG party!" Rachel gushed, simultaneously reminding Annabeth about the party and her… date.
"Goodness I didn't even know that was a thing until I came here! I actually got my dress yesterday." Annabeth said, less enthusiastically than she hoped it would come out.
"Let's try on our dresses together! Do you have a date?" Rachel seemed so excited that Annabeth smiled, remembering Derek.
"Of course! Just like old times. And my date is Derek from the Apollo cabin."
"Major hottie alert!" Rachel and Annabeth laughed, the first time for both of them in quite some time.
"What about you?" Annabeth asked.
"So you know how I'm not technically supposed to date…" Rachel started and Annabeth raised a brow.
"Yes, go on."
"Well, um, I actually have to tell you something… I'm gay!"
Annabeth's mouth must've dropped to the ground, "Uh… wow. I did not see that coming. Do you… um have a girlfriend?"
Rachel sighed, "I managed to make Chiron agree to letting me date, but I fell for a mortal, which means this part of my life, being an oracle, I'll have to hide from her."
Annabeth was still trying to process, "Wow… that's a lot. Can't say I've had that much going on in my love life, which has been nonexistent."
"At least you have a date…" Suddenly, Rachel's eyes fogged over and she grabbed Annabeth's shoulders, making her yelp. A green smoke started coming from her mouth as she spoke:
A storm shall strike the gentle water,
A love shall be shattered,
A curse erupts, revenge for a daughter -
To save all that has ever mattered,
Four shall travel to a mystical tree;
Two birds, the sky and the sea.
One love shall in watery depths drown,
A betrayal from the most trusted,
If you refused my words, be warned,
A battle cry will surely sound.
Rachel promptly let go, and looked at Annabeth strangely, who was frozen.
"Did I just…" Rachel started to ask.
"Yes you did." Annabeth said grimly.
They stayed silent for a little bit.
"Wish I could say 'just like old times' happily, but to be honest, this is the last thing we need right before the KIG party." Rachel pursed her lips.
"We have to tell someone though." Annabeth dragged Rachel to Chiron's office.
"Chiron, Rachel got a prophe-" Annabeth stopped talking when she saw a figure with the torso and head of a man and the body of a horse, lying on the ground, a sword in his back.
A/N: To be perfectly honest, I don't know where that ending came from, only that it seemed dramatic and now I need to somehow work it into the curse. But take your guesses: Is he dead? Is he not? And until next time, my dear readers, hopefully not two years from now.