Author's Note: All the viruses are still on my computer, but I'm at my grandma's house right now, so I'm taking this chance to update! By the way, there's going to be a BIG surprise in this chapter... be prepared!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO!

Annabeth's POV

"Percy!" I screamed in sheer terror.

The thunderbolt zapped Percy, and the impact sent him flying out of the nearest window with a crash. I sprinted out the door to make sure he was okay, though I knew in my heart that he was dead.

I found him about five yards away from the sword arena, sprawled motionless on the floor.

"Oh my gods, no! Seaweed Brain!" I cried, kneeling beside him. His eyes suddenly opened, much to my relief. "Percy! Oh my gods, are you okay?"

He looked up at me. "Did that really just happen?"

"Well, if you're talking about Thalia dropping a thunderbolt on you, then yeah." I said, relieved for the second time that day that he could speak.

He stood up off the ground, and I stood up with him. "That surprised me... but it barely hurt." he muttered.

At first I didn't know what he was talking about. How could a giant lightning bolt dropped on your head not hurt? But then I remembered: he was invunerable. Of course it didn't hurt him.

I spotted Thalia in the distance, walking out of the sword arena. "How'd that feel, Jackson?" she called. "Maybe that'll teach both of you that love is a useless emotion! You two are wasting your time and energy on it!"

Percy clenched his fists. "Is that what this is about? Just because Annabeth and I are together?" he called back. "I understand that you don't believe in love, being a Hunter and all, but that doesn't mean you should interfere with other people's love!"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, Fishface," Thalia called. Jeez, she was in a bad mood.

I looked behind me, and I noticed that something was wrong with the canoe lake. Ten foot waves were forming, and the water swirled angrily. The lake was reacting to Percy's emotions.

"What's your problem, Thalia?" Percy called angrily. "Stop trying to interfere with me and Annabeth!"

"You know what?" she called back, walking over to us. "I think I will stop," she said. "Why would I try to interfere when all I have to do is... simply kill you?"

Suddenly, a familiar sword appeared in Thalia's hands: it was half celestial bronze, half mortal steel.

It was Luke's old weapon: Backbiter.

Author's Note: Yes, yes, I know, that was very short. I'm about to leave my grandma's house in, like, two minutes though, so I figured I would just put this short little chapter up instead of giving you guys nothing for another 3 weeks. And I lied: the big surprise will come in the next chapter, so be prepared!

P.S. You know you love those cliffies!

P.S. x2 If you want me to continue, then I'm going to have to see at least 15 reviews on this chapter!

~Percabeth4ever98

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