Aechiles – You know, you dumb lord of time, if you kidnap me, that no one'll be able to write the story? :P Talk about not thinking before you talk/type…
HAYDENpfan – invisible chef says thanks. My darn dentist gave me a pink toothbrush. Stupid dentist person. Besides, you have to give me credit for the character…although it's kinda weird cus you're giving credit to the author who created the character who is basically the author. And you went on a date to the circus?! Glad you enjoyed it…I'm only happy cus it got me out of getting killed, since he doesn't exactly like any of Poseidon's kids after what Percy did last time…
i-rock-101 – -for the millionth time- Thanx!
Griffy – I don't need an in-depth description of your family's sox. Pls! and I like peaches! And Nico is taking you to the horse show? Cus horses don't like Hades' children…unless they're skeleton horses. That would be weird if you rode in a compy on a skeleton horse. Can you imagine what the mortals would see?!
BHG – really? Me and you are the first? Cool! lolz.
"Chiron, I think Nico figured out what's wrong with the sleeping campers!" I told Chiron when we had arrived at the big house.
"What is it?" He asked me.
"Nico'll tell you." I quickly turned and dashed over to the stables, which I thought was filled with hungry, tired, unexercised horses in the wrong stalls.
Of course, when I got there, all the horses were in their right stalls, eating.
"Hey! You're back!" Max said as I passed his stall. I smiled.
Once I found that all the horses were in the correct stalls, with food, I went to check on Moondance. When I got there, I noticed a certain blond haired, blue eyed boy with Dancer. I smiled, and walked into the stall.
"Hey." I greeted him. Damon jumped, but when he saw it was just me, calmed back down. He patted a spot next to where he was, motioning me to sit with him. I took a seat.
"Ari, about this morning –"he started, but I cut him off.
"Don't sweat it." I told him as I put my head on his shoulder. He smiled and ruffled my hair. "Oi!" I complained. He stood up suddenly, making me fall on my side. "Oi again!" he chuckled as I pulled my self back into a sitting position.
"You aren't going back to your cabin tonight, are you Little Mermaid?" He asked me. I grinned at the nickname, but shook my head. "I'll be right back then." Damon turned and left.
"He's a good guy." Dancer told me. "But I have no idea why he calls you 'Little Mermaid.'" I giggled, realizing that Moondance probably didn't watch Disney movies.
"'The Little Mermaid' is a movie, silly. Ariel is the name of the main character, who is, coincidentally, a mermaid."
"You don't have a fish tail though." He teased.
"I don't want one either!" I said. Dancer laughed softly.
"I can't imagine you as a mermaid. That would look pretty retarded!"
"Hey!" I protested. Moondance just shot me a teasing look. I stuck my tongue out at him. Damon came in just than, arms full of pillows and blankets. He had an eyebrow raised.
"Don't ask." I said, seeing his questioning look. He dropped all the blankets and things next to me, except for one pillow.
"I won't. I'll just do this." He whacked me with the pillow playfully. I laughed, and caught the other end of his pillow as he was about to bring it down on me again.
"Gotcha!" I said playfully.
"Can you please go be stupid somewhere else?" Dancer asked hoarsely, coughing a bit.
"Fine! But we'll come check on you later…" I picked up a couple of blankets and pillows.
"What's going on?" Damon asked.
"Dance says we're irritating him, so I figured we'd go pillow fight in the next stall." Damon grinned.
"You're on!" he said competitively. He grabbed the remaining pillows and blankets. I stuck my tongue out at him, and then trooped into the next stall, tripping on the blankets as I walked into it. I fell flat on my face. Damon just laughed.
"Ahem." I cleared my throat, waiting for him to come help me up.
"Oh, right." He came and untangled all the blankets, then gave me a hand up.
"Finally!" I scowled. Damon just grinned.
"So-ry!" he groaned. I pulled the fluffiest, furriest blanket and spread it over the straw toward the back of the stall. I grabbed a couple pillows and lined them up, like on a bed, then grabbed a blanket and proceeded to lay down. Damon stood there, looking weird, the whole time.
"Go turn the lights off, or do something useful!" I ordered him. I was extremely tired, even though I slept most of the day, and didn't do much of anything…
"What about the pillow fight?" He asked, disappointed. He didn't protest though, and went to shut the lights off. It was a big contrast, since the lights were so bright, and it was now almost pitch black. I could just see the outline of my boyfriend walking toward the stall door, hands outstretched, looking like a zombie while trying to find a way back to my side.
"Almost there…Ouch!" I yelped in pain as Damon tripped and fell on top of me. He rolled off of me and onto the fuzzy blanket while my face heated up. He reached out and found another blanket to wrap himself in. He then kissed my forehead.
"Night Ari." He said quietly. I smiled, closing my eyes and falling asleep immediately.
I looked around me, and noticed I was in the same place I was last night. Luke looked really evil, the torches around him giving him an eerie glow and casting dark shadows across his face. And there he was again, having Annabeth and Blackjack tortured. I just realized that his eyes were all foggy.
"Why isn't that wretched goddess coming?! I need her to come and attempt rescuing these worthless things." Luke bellowed, furious. I had a feeling he was talking about me. But I had no intention on going. Morpheus had warned me not to, and now I saw why. He wanted me to go. He wasn't expecting me to get Percy out of the trance. Annabeth looked up weakly.
"Why do you do this, Luke? Why?" She asked painfully. His eyes seemed to clear for a second, and Annabeth looked hopeful. But then he snapped back and kicked her in the ribs. She screeched.
"Shut up!" He commanded her. She didn't listen, and he kicked her again. I unexpectedly, out of nowhere, had an idea on how Percy could save Annabeth, Blackjack, and Luke. I had a strong feeling that Luke had a piece of Kronos in him, just like Percy had. All of a sudden, the image faded to black, and I heard a familiar voice.
"Your assumption is right, dear. He is possessed by Kronos. But a cut to the arm will not heal him. You will have to dig much deeper than that to release him from his trance." The voice faded, before adding, "I am Morpheus and I approve this message." What is with that?! At least he was nice enough to warn me though…
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