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And now, as promised, here is the not-so-long-awaited chapter. It's only been a couple hours.

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Percy

My heart dropped down to my stomach. Infected. How could it be infected? How did she get the wound in the first place?

Annabeth was in my arms. I hardly knew her, and I felt like I was losing a family member. I didn't know if she was going to die or not. I had nothing to treat her with, and I knew that Octavian, whoever he was, wasn't going to help either.

"Percy..." Annabeth whispered. Tears were running down her cheeks and mixing with the blood. She had pulled her hands away from her forehead and was clutching my shirt. "It hurts so bad."

"I know, I know," I said, brushing her hair back. I needed something to cover the gash, or else it would just get worse.

Deciding on my shirt, I ripped off the cleanest part I could find and wrapped it gingerly around her head.

"Percy, I'm..." Her eyes started to roll back in her head.

"No, no, Annabeth, stay with me! Don't give in!" I started to panic. Infections didn't do this, did they?

Placing her gently on the ground, I ran over to the door and started to pound on it. "Help! She's going to die! Someone, please!" I pounded for what felt like ages.

Giving up, I went back to Annabeth. I picked up her head, put it on my lap and held her hand. Our fingers were slick with blood, but I didn't care.

The door creaked. I jerked my head up. The outside was completely black and I couldn't see who was there.

"Who's there?" I croaked.

I saw a figure in the doorway, and they strode inside, closing the door behind them.

"Show yourself!" I demanded. The person fumbled with something and clicked on a flashlight. Underneath their helmet was a boy who looked Chinese. He had some slight baby fat around his face, but he looked muscular.

"Who are you?" I asked. "What do you want?" I tightened my grip on Annabeth's fingers. She was unconscious.

The kids face looked worried. "He gave it to you already?" He cursed in a weird language, and I somehow was able to translate it.

"Who are you?" I asked again.

"Percy, I'm Frank. Don't you remember?"

"What?"

He slapped his forehead. "Of course not. He gave you the Lethe."

"No one gave me anything! How do you know who I am?"

He knelt down next to Annabeth. "We're friends. Before your memory was lost, anyway. I managed to escape from my cell, and I'm here to bust you out."

"How can I believe you?"

"You'll just have to trust me. Do you want me to heal your friend? I'm guessing she's Annabeth."

"How do you know her name?" I demanded.

"You wouldn't stop talking about her when you had your memory. Man, you were head over heels for her. Now, do you want her healed or not?"

"How can you heal her?"

Instead of answering, he fumbled around inside a pouch and pulled out some weird cracker things and a thermos. He shoved a cracker in Annabeth's mouth and dripped some of the stuff in the thermos on her forehead.

"I hope that'll be enough. The blade was poisoned when he sliced her. She's lucky that she's lasted this long. She must be tough."

"Who did this to her?" I asked. I felt like I already knew the answer.

"Octavian," Frank replied.

"I'm going to kill him," I growled.

"Trust me, we all want to," Frank said. "We've got to get you out of here. They'll notice soon enough that I'm gone. Everyone on Octavian's side captured everyone who didn't agree with them, including the Greeks. They're being held somewhere down here. I don't know where. I was in a cell by myself because they knew I was one of the biggest threats. We need you to get outside and get a weapon. You need to leave this place fast. Pick up Annabeth and follow me."

I had no idea what half of what he said meant, but I just nodded. I slid my hands underneath her and stood up. Her head flopped backwards, but I didn't have time to fix her.

"Come on," Frank said hurriedly. He peeked outside and then ran out. I was hot on his heels, slamming the door behind me. He stopped at every corner and looked around, and had me check behind us several times. We had tons of close calls. We ducked into empty cells and pressed against the walls and prayed several times, too.

I looked down at Annabeth. The wound wasn't green anymore, and it looked like it had shrunk a bit, but it was still bleeding.

"Give me some more of that stuff," I said.

"No, I don't want her to burn up."

I didn't know what to say to that, so I just looked behind me, checking to make sure there was no one there.

"Okay, I think we're good," Frank said. He bolted around the corner and I ran behind him. I saw a massive door at the end of the hallway.

"That's the way out," Frank panted. "Go!"

We took several more steps before we heard guards behind us.

"Crap..." Frank muttered.

"Hey, stop them!"

"Run, Percy!"

"No, let me help you!"

"You've got to get out of here! I can handle them."

I whipped around just in time to see Frank's form shudder. Suddenly, a huge bear was in his place, and it roared and took a swipe at one of the guards. He screamed and dropped his weapon.

I almost screamed myself. Frank...was a bear?

The bear turned around and looked at me. I backed up slowly. It made a weird motion with its paw, almost shooing me away. Nodding, I took several steps backward before running to the door.

It was locked.

"Frank! Bust open this door!" I yelled.

Letting out an earth-shattering roar, he knocked over guards like dominoes before running full speed. I barely managed to dive away before the bear slammed into the door, breaking it into splinters.

"Thanks!" I shouted before running away.

Annabeth bounced in my arms as I ran up a flight of stairs. I heard a bear roar in pain and I almost turned back. I had to help Frank. He helped me.

"Percy..." Annabeth suddenly moaned.

"It's okay, Annabeth. We're getting out of here."

Hoping that Frank would be okay, I ran up the rest of the stairs. I burst through another door and blinked in the sunlight.

"We're out!" I cheered. I took another step forward and almost tripped.

"What the-" I had stepped on a backpack. There was a note on it that said Percy: I would have gotten your sword, but Terminus wouldn't give it up. You need to get it yourself. Setting Annabeth down, I picked up the backpack and looked inside. There was food, water, clothes, and a thermos and a baggie of more of those square things.

"Thank you, Frank," I whispered.

Swinging the backpack over my shoulder, I picked up Annabeth and ran away from our prison.

Brah-brah-brah! - trumpet

So, what do you think, guys? Our two heroes have managed to make it out of their prison and escaped (for now) from Octavian! Thanks to Frank, our heroes are once again sorta safe from danger not for very long!

Any guesses to how Frank escaped? Tell me what you think!

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