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Chapter 14: The Fulfilment of the Prophecy

Percy's POV

"Percy." My eyes opened, meeting another pair of swirling grey ones. I groaned. "This is major déjà vu, Annabeth." Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Anything new?" She asked. "Nothing. Still can't remember a thing. Just weird flashes that I forget every time I open my eyes." She sat on a nearby stool, crossing her arms. "Up to now?" I nodded. "That's weird. You even fainted when we were at Olympus." I felt my face go red. Damn. I feel weak. 'fainting' at Olympus, Annabeth dragging me here from the empire state building. "Oh, Annabeth?" She looked up, her eyes swirling with confusion from thinking about my case, probably. "What happened? How long was I asleep?"

"We just arrived. I laid you down on the cot, and then after a few minutes, you woke up, Grover met us when we were a mile away from camp. He said Poseidon was asking strange things, like where were the others who got the trident, and how we are..." I nodded, not really bothering to absorb the information, in case my headache comes back. "Do we need to be anywhere right now?" She shook her head. With I sigh of relief, I lay back on the covers. "Wake me up when I'm needed."

Even as I slept, something was still bothering me.

It's been a week. A week since we completed the quest. Why can't I stop being bothered by something I don't know? Was it Hades' robes? Or fainting in Olympus? Maybe it was Charon's Italian suit. Right now, I'm sitting with Grover, looking out at the canoe lake, though I still don't want to be touching any body of water right now. That was the reason my father died… but I don't know what to believe. Yesterday I just had a dream, this one I remember. I was looking out in a ocean, the water lapping at my feet. I looked like I was content. Then a man came and sat beside me. I can't see his face. "I love it when we do this." I said. The man nodded, and then said something. The Percy there said something too, and then turned serious. They stood up and left. The scene changed.

I was in a large building, though it looked like a coliseum. There were big chairs forming a crescent, and I was in the middle of it, looking up. As suddenly as the scene changed, the Percy in the dream fainted, and three voices—males—said in crestfallen and sad voices: "Goodbye Percy."

That confused everything. Am I rich to have a room like that?

"Perce, I'm leaving." Grover said, turning to me. "Why?" I said, my eyes glaring at the lake, as if it was at fault again. "I'm searching for Pan." I feel my glare soften. It was Grover's life ambition to find Pan, the god of the wild. He went missing a million centuries ago. All the satyrs try to look for him, though none has come back. I wanted to kick Grover and lock him in a broom closet just to not let him leave. But I can't stay in the way of him fulfilling his dream, which was everyone's dream.

Maybe, if Pan was here, the world will be a better place to live in. No more pollution or dirty waters.

"Come back here, okay? You'll be the satyr to find Pan. I just know it." Grover sniffled, and then gave me a tin…can? "That's for you, Percy. Hold it to your chest, like this. He demonstrated it, which I copied. "Now I want to explain what I'm doing. So you won't worry, I'm planning to make an empathy link with you. But it will be dangerous. If I die, I might take you to Hades, since I don't have a soul." I shook my head, and smiled.

"Do it. Actually, I can sleep better when I know you're still alive. I don't care if I go to Hades, I just want to know if you're okay." Grover sniffled loudly again. "You're the best friend ever, Percy." I grinned. "Of course I am."

"I can see your head inflating a mile away." Grover retorted. "Okay, close your eyes, and I'll try to make an empathy link." I did what he asked. After a few minutes, there was this poking feeling in my head. 'Percy?'

'WOAH, Grover. You didn't tell me you have access to my brain. Get out, get out.' Grover chuckled.

'Don't be stupid, Perce, I can only hear what you're saying if you think it to me. If you don't want me to hear or see it, I can't.'

'Oh… this is weird, isn't it?'

"Both of you look like you're having a sleeping heart to heart moment." A boyish voice said behind us. My eyes snapped open, to see Luke grinning at me and Grover. Grover smiled. "Yo, Luke. I'll be leaving the both of you to have your bro moment. See you later, Percy."

"Save me a seat at the amphitheatre." He nodded, and clip-clopped away. Luke took Grover's seat beside me, cross legged in the sand. "You look troubled, Perce." I rolled my eyes. "If you were here a while ago, you would be troubled." He chuckled. "No, I mean before that." I stopped grinning. Trust Luke to notice.

"I've been thinking about the prophecy. Oh, and I have your sneakers at the cabin. I'll get it later." Luke stared intently at me. "What was the prophecy?" I turned to the lake again, heaving a deep sigh. "You shall travel to the enemies lands/Find what are stolen and deliver to the owner's hands/And fail to learn the truth in the end/To be betrayed by the saviour, your friend." I recited. "We finished the first two lines. I don't know about failing to learn the truth part, but I think that it was who stole the weapons. The last line is what is troubling me the most. To be betrayed… lots of people saved me. Annabeth did. Grover did. Even Chiron did. You did, giving me the flying shoes. I don't know what to do." I put my head against my palms. "Who do you think will betray you?" Luke said, an edge to his voice. I decided to ignore it.

"Annabeth. Up to now she doesn't think I'm her brother. But it's not like her to betray a friend, more likely her brother. I feel bad, suspecting anybody." Luke surprised me after that.

"Do you hate it here, Percy?" I thought for a moment, and then shook my head. "The camp is my home already. I mean, I'm blessed to be here. Even if there are some spoilsports, Its not like you always win." I said, exhaling while looking at the sunset. Luke became silent. "Are you still angry at the gods?" I didn't answer. I still don't know how to answer that. But after a while, I did. "I'm disappointed at Athena. Why didn't she take care of me when my dad died? I had to fend for myself for years. And I just have the slightest feeling that she's connected to my losing of memories. But I'm not angry. It was a way of how to raise heroes. I'm just sad. That's all."

"So if I said that we could run away from here and take revenge on the gods who didn't give a damn about us, you won't come with me?" I looked sharply at Luke. "What are you saying? This camp is home. And I know the gods care about us. They just don't know how to show it." Luke stood up. "We'll then Percy. I—"He covered an ear, as if he was hearing something inside his head. "I don't think that. To the Gods, we are useless if we can't do anything for them. That's just what we are. Tools." I stood up, looking angrily at him.

"Luke… you're father is an Olympia—"

"I don't care! He doesn't care about me, and your mother doesn't care about you. She left you with someone who doesn't even think you're worthy to be her brother. Just, come with me, Percy. We can get revenge on the Olympians! You've been my brother in this camp. You understood me. Remember?" I shook my head, drawing my dagger. "I get it now. You're the traitor, aren't you, Luke?" He smiled evilly, drawing his sword. It was new, one side silver—steel, while the other side was celestial bronze. "You can't beat me. It's either you come with me, or die. It will be much better if you come. We'll build the world together!" I shook my head. "Luke! Don't do this! You're my friend, but Grover, Chiron, Annabeth—everyone here is my friend too! I don't want to betray anyone! I—"

Suddenly Luke gasped, and his face was reflecting a bluish green light. Luke covered his ear again. I look up, but before I could see what was emitting the light, something made an ear splitting sound, like the clap of a thunder…no, it was like a gun, and my shoulder erupted in pain. I dropped my dagger. In minutes, my eyelids became heavy. Luke… shot me? I feel something sliding from my neck. The camp beads… Then I was lifted up.

With all my strength—which wasn't much—I yelled out. "ANNABETH!" I didn't know why it was her I called, but the waves of the ocean we're getting closer. We're is Luke going to take me?

Then the darkness engulfed my whole being.

Annabeth's POV

I was sitting inside the cabin looking at strategy papers, when Grover passed by. "Hiya, Annabeth." I smiled offhandedly. "Where's Luke? I need him for capture the flag startegy…" He rolled his eyes. "You're always planning." He bit a tin can. Ugh. "He's near the forest, with Percy. There having a bro moment." Grover chuckled. "Boys." I muttered as he clip clopped away.

I still don't know how I felt about Percy. Seriously? Which child of Athena would let a child of Aphrodite flirt with them?

I decided to get some air, when a strangled "ANNABETH!" reached my ears. It sounded like Percy. I ran, pushing off campers, even Clarisse, who screamed angrily behind me. When I reached the place where the voice came from—which was in the sand dunes near the forest—there was nobody there.

There was a sudden flash of light to my left, and when I looked, my eyes widened. "Mom!" Athena was smiling, in crisp white shirt and denim pants. "Hello, Annabeth. Can you tell me where Percy is?" She said, her voice very happy as she said my brother's name. My face fell. "About that…" I noticed something shining in the sand. "Wait a moment, mother." I picked it up. "This… this is Percy's dagger!" I noticed another object near the dagger. "Oh no…" I said, clutching Percy's broken camp necklace. There were spots of blood everywhere, stopping at the waves of the ocean. "Mom… this is Percy's." Athena emitted a growl that made shiver run down my spine. I haven't seen mother angry. At the sound of clip clops, I whirl around, and faced Grover. "Grover! Have you seen Luke?" He shook his head. "He never left Percy." He said, and then noticed Mother. "Lady Athena!" Mom ignored him. "Mom. I heard Percy yell my name a while ago, like he was asking for help. That's why I ran here… Um… Mom? Why are you here?" She looked at me, her grey eyes flashing dangerously. Her body was glowing white, and then Aegis appeared in her hand. "I was here to explain things to Percy." Grover was now standing beside me.

"Explain… things?"

Athena sighed angrily, making me wonder if I said something wrong and my life's over, when she raised her hand, and then a bench appeared next to us. Grover and I sat down, while Athena sat on another bench. "Percy was claimed, just minutes ago." WHAT? But he's already claimed! Athena glanced at me. "Percy is not my real son, though I treat him like a younger brother. Listen to me before talking." She added when I opened my mouth. "When Percy was two years old, he ran away because his mother, Sally, died. Poseidon—Percy's real parent—pleaded with my father to let Percy grow up on Olympus, while Hades took care of Percy in the underworld. Poseidon also begged him to do that. Father agreed, so they took Percy to Olympus. Hera and I figured it out a day later. Together with the big three, Hera and I cared for Percy. That's why he knows so much about the Gods. Demeter found out the very day Percy turned twelve. But that was the day we we're going to erase his memories. The original plan was to erase his memories the day he turns twelve, but we meant to retain his memories because Hera grew very attached to him, and Poseidon didn't want him to forget about his 'family' which is us. We changed it again when we learned that there was a traitor at camp. Hera had to agree and erase his memories, altering some so that I could pose as his Olympian parent. We wanted Percy to be as approachable as possible, and if being Demeter's son, he won't be taken seriously; He won't be approached at all if he was a son of any of the big three, and Hera can't have any demigod kids. We won't allow any other Olympian to know about this. It was too dangerous. Then there comes the Great Prophecy. We trained Percy to be that hero. I know that he is that hero, and I don't want him to be thrust into that faith without knowledge of anything. Percy was sent here with no memory so that whoever the traitor is will approach him. When Percy knew who the traitor was, Poseidon will feel it, and claim him. It was my mistake, removing Percy from the God's sights, so nobody would help him, thus alerting the enemy. Poseidon claimed him at the wrong time, because we thought he would be with someone trustable at all times. I expected that you'll be with him, Annabeth." I looked down, ashamed. "I was suspecting him of not being my brother. I'm sorry…" Grover perked up.

"Then Percy's a god!" I glared at him. "He's a demigod. Didn't Mom just tell us?" He shook his head. "Then why was he able to cause that earthquake, the lightning? I'm guessing that he has powers over the ocean, since he's Lord Poseidon's son. He's shut off from my empathy link." My eyes snapped to Athena. "That's what I want to know too. At times when we were in trouble, something like an earthquake or lightning will happen, and I noticed Percy's eye colour changes. Brown during the earthquake, and I think it was blue when the lightning happened." Grover nodded. Athena frowned, the stood up. "Come with me, both of you. And close your eyes." I nodded and took mother's hand, closing my eyes.

I felt my stomach flip, and then mother said, "Open your eyes." Grover and I did. We were in the throne room of the gods. In the end sitting in their thrones, Poseidon and Zeus were there. They were chatting, smiling at each other, and then at Athena. When they both saw Grover and us, their faces grew impassive.

"Drop the façade." Mom commanded, angrily facing the Gods, now in her armour. Poseidon and Zeus showed emotion at the same time, which was alarm. I'm guessing they don't want mother to get angry. "What happened, Athena?" Mother glared at Poseidon.

"Your son, Percy, is nowhere to be found, and I'm thinking that Luke Castellan is hiding him somewhere." Poseidon stood up, transforming into a human sized form. "WHAT?" He boomed, the throne room rumbling. "Call Uncle Hades. I want to clear something up first." Mother said, and Grover and I exchanged a look. Hades isn't allowed to be here except the winter solstice! Zeus boomed "HADES!" and—speak of the devil—he just stepped out of the shadows. "Yes?" it was mother who spoke up.

"SIT DOWN, the three of you." Grover stepped near me. I get him. Mother sure is scary when angry. Even I get shudders.

"Did you three perhaps, bless Percy with your powers before we sent him to the camp?" Hades and Poseidon gulped, and then glanced at Zeus, who gulped too and regained his regal looking face. "Yes."

Athena almost exploded. I'm guessing that if Grover and I weren't there, she would have turned into her godly form. "DO YOU KNOW THAT PERCY MIGHT BE IN THE HANDS OF THE ENEMY AND IF THEY DISCOVER WHAT YOU THREE DID, DO YOU REALIZE WHAT DANGER MY LITTLE BROTHER MIGHT BE IN?" The three gods didn't reply, because the throne room doors opened, and a battered and injured looking Hera limped in. "Zeus! It's him! Father! Πατέρα έχεις ελέγχου του Percy μνήμες!" I understood in a flash. Hera said:

"Father got control of Percy's memories!"

Poseidon's eyes widened, his green eyes's pupils dilating into slits. "My son… MY SON!"

I felt like collapsing, too. I still didn't know much, but I understood one thing.

Kronos has taken Percy's memories.

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