I do not own Percy Jackson, and sorry for the long wait
We woke up after what felt like days. Surprisingly I went dreamless which was pretty nice for a change.
I still had so many questions. All I knew was that the camp needed to be saved. I was scared. No mad. Very mad.
"How's it going" Annabeth said. She had just woken up.
"Well, I killed one of my best friends, destroyed the Big House, and witnessed shape-shifting monsters, who aren't even supposed to exist kill my friends" I said "But with you at my side, I am the luckiest demigod there is"
"That's sweet" Annabeth said "Now time for revenge"
"Where do we start"
"How about Mount Olympus"
"We can't just go there unannounced we'll get killed faster than a turkey on Thanksgiving" I said thinking I made a clever remark
"Actually, turkeys are killed months before Thanksgiving, Seaweed-brain" (well at least it was a remark)
"Thanks a lot Wise Girl, but no chance I going there either way. Any other suggestions"
"We could go to Camp Jupiter, I guess"
"That would take weeks; any other wise suggestions"
I am sure she did have some more "genius" suggestions, but we had bigger problems. A very familiar figure was approaching.
Luke.
Thanks for reading. I am going to start posting daily again if I get some more reviews.