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Annabeth's POV

I watched in horror while Percy fought Luke.

The crew of the Princess Andromeda waited in suspense as the enemies battled. Something deep in the pit of my stomach ached with worry for Percy, because I had seen Luke fight with a sword and there were few who could beat him, but Percy had cut him down as if Luke wasn't using a weapon at all!

Once Luke's prisoner had been set free, Percy dived into the ocean. At this time of night, the water temperature should've given him hypothermia, but when he had reached the ship- very quickly, way faster than any person could swim- he was perfectly fine.

''Already everyone! Lower the sails, its time to get out of here. Follow the Argo.'' Percy ordered, walking on deck. He walked over to me, laying a strong hand on my shoulder. ''I'll start teaching you first thing tomorrow.''

I followed him hastily, struggling to keep up with his long stride. "How did Luke know we were here? Who are those girls on Reyna's ship? Are you really dumb enough to risk your life for a stranger?'' I asked questions so fast that I was sure that Percy only processed one of them.

He looked down and me as if to say, Annabeth. Shut up. ''Uh... well, those girls are the Hunters of Artemis. They work for Luke, but we have alliances with them. Well, we did.''

''What do you mean, 'did'?'' I waited about three minutes for an answer. ''Percy! Stop ignoring me!''

He sighed and stopped walking. "Someone told Luke we would be at Jason's. Luke turned up at hotel where Jason, Thalia and I were having a meeting, and only Thalia knew where she was going to take us. Only she could have told him.''

That sounded reasonable enough, perfectly logical thinking. I opened my mouth to say something, but Percy held up his hand. ''It doesn't concern you, Annabeth. Go find Grover, you need to learn how to handle the ropes. We'll start our training tomorrow, I promise.''

I tried not to feel offended when he just left me standing on the deck, but I did as he said and went to find his second-in-command. Grover was ordering pirates around, telling them to do things. "Um, excuse me sir, Captain Percy told me to come to you about learning how to..." I trailed off, unsure of what to say.

Grover looked at me strangely. He didn't seem the kind of guy that would be a pirate, too nice and caring, but maybe my judgement was wrong. "Alright then, come with me.'' He started making his way to the hatch that led downstairs, and my mind screamed a warning at me. Don't be stupid, Grover isn't taking you back to your cell!

I followed, and a weird urge started building up inside me. But I knew I couldn't ask him, he'd tell Percy for sure. I debated with myself, before my curiosity won out. ''Uh, Grover? What did Luke do to Percy?''

Grover paused and looked back at me. ''I can't tell you that.''

"But why not, its not like I'm gonna tell-"

''No, I mean I can't, I don't know.''

I blinked. Percy hadn't even told his best friend? Gods, it must've been truly terrible. All I could manage to say was, "Oh.''

The next day, Percy woke me up early. Like, really early.

''Chase,'' I heard him whisper. ''Wake up.''

I groaned as he shook my shoulder, and sat up. Percy was standing beside me bunk, looking as he usually did- messy raven black hair, sparkling green eyes and dressed in simple clothes- but there was a sword strapped to his waist. ''Ready to start training?''

I sighed, not used to getting up early, and silently slid down to the fall. I had gone to sleep in my clothes, so I pretty much ready, I just pulled my blonde curls into a messy ponytail and followed Percy onto the deck.

''Gods Percy, its not even morning yet!'' I exclaimed. The sun had yet to rise.

Percy shrugged and handed my a sword. ''Too heavy?''

I nodded and he gave me a smaller one, which was a lot better.

''Okay, first off, you need to know battle stance.'' I copied the way he was standing. ''Good! Now, just try to block me,'' He swung his sword at me, lightly, and I blocked, then he swung again the opposite way, and I blocked again. "Faster.'' Percy struck harder, and when our swords met, it sent a shock up my arm that almost made me cry out. After we'd fought for maybe ten minutes and I sweating like a pig, Percy stopped.

''To be honest, Annabeth, I think you could probably use a knife.'' He said, holding his hand out. I gave the weapon back to him and he put it back on the sword-rack, giving me a dagger instead. ''Only the, smartest, quickest fighters use knives. They don't have the reach or the power of a sword, but they can be concealed easily.''

The knife had a gleaming broze blade, like Percy's sword, and a beautiful adorned hilt. It looked like the kind of dagger people would use to show how much power they held, but deadly at the same time. ''Wow," I breathed. ''You're giving me this one?'' Surely it must have been special, not something to give a beginner.

Percy nodded. ''It was my mother's." He brought out the matching sheath and walked behind me to strap it to my belt. I couldn't help but feel alert when he put his hands on my waist.

''What happened to her?''

''Nothing,'' He said it almost too quickly, ''She lives on the same island as Jason and Reyna.''

Before I could reply, he stood in battle stance again, signalling to me that it was time to fight again.

As we fought, I registered things about Percy that hadn't occurred to me before. I noted points in his stance that I hadn't seen before, and adjusted my posture, making handling the knife so much easier. I saw the muscles in his bare arms rippling as he moved his sword, they way his eyes seemed to brightened up when he fought, the way he seemed to be so much more energetic.

When he was fighting, he looked like a god-powerful, handsome, indestructible.

Sorry, horrible ending, but I couldn't think of anything else.

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