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Percy
Percy paced back and forth along the infirmary. Along the wall seven hospitals bed's had been set up. There were shelves stocked full of Ambrosia and Nectar, and mortal medicine.
There were some chairs set up on the far side of the room, and not the comfortable kind.
Along each bed was a heart monitor and a I.V. machine, but only one was on.
Percy pulled a chair up beside Annabeths bed and sat next to her. He held her hand and sighed. Her eyes were closed just like they had been ever since he had escaped from Khionie's ice prison.
Annabeths curly blond hair was spread out behind her like a fan, some stray pieces slightly covered her face, and Percy reached over and brushed them away.
She turned over in her sleep and mumbles something softly that sounded like, "No, I won't."
Percy leaned over kissed her lightly on her forehead. Annabeth stirred again and Percy noticed that for a second she smiled slightly.
After Percy had reregistered the thought there was a loud thump and Percy ran out the door, Riptide draw in sword form. When he got outside Percy could've leapt with joy.
Outside was a lady Percy could only guess as Panecea. The healing goddess had arrived.
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Panacea entered the infirmary with a serious demeanor. She walked over to Annabeth and placed a hand gently on her forehead.
"It's her right?" Percy whispered to Frank.
"Yeah and she knows what happened." Frank whispered back.
Percy watched nervously as Panecea stood over Annabeth, her face pinched in concentration. She seemed to be talking to herself, muttering in Ancient Greek. From what he could hear what she said went something like this; "Very serious - Needs more time - Stupid Gaea."
Finally she turned around, "Okay as you have already know she," Panecea pointed to Annabeth,
"has been possessed by Gaea. It's not the normal possession, like ghosts might do. Her mind has been invaded by Gaea and is being controlled as we speak. I have seen this only once before, though not as severe. The way we can extract the part of Gaea from her mind is we need someone close to her."
There was silence and everyone stared at Percy. He raised his hand, "That would be me."
"Excellent, now come over here." Panecea said.
Percy walked over to where she was.
"Ok now concentrate on what makes Annabeth, Annabeth."
Percy closed his eyes thought of Annabeth. Herr beautiful laugh, her stormy gray eyes, the joking way she would call him a Seaweed Brain whenever he messed up. Percy heard Panecea muttered something, a incarnation of some sort.
"Be strong young hero," Her voice was growing distant, "This will hurt."
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Percy looked around his surroundings, he wasn't in the infirmary anymore. He looked around and saw nothing except for an altar made of stone. And someone was laying on it.
He ran over and saw it was Annabeth. She was wearing what looked like a dirty robe until he realized that the robe was solid dirt.
He ran over and shook her lightly. Annabeth bolted straight up, she looked the same except for her eyes.
Her eyes where glazed over with a dark gold color with flecks of orange in them.
"Perseus Jackson," Annabeths mouth opened but her voice wasn't hers. It was Gaea's, "prepare to die."
Suddenly Percy felt as if he was being suffocated. He was forced down on one knee. "Give in weakling you'll die along with your friends." Gaea's sleepy voice taunted him.
"No!" Yelled Percy
Gaea/Annabeth threw a swirling ball of green fire at Percy. He uncapped Riptide and deflected it back at Annabeth. It hit her square in the chest and she flew back and landed with a loud thud.
"Annabeth!" Percy yelled running towards her. She didn't move. Percy knelt down by her. "Annabeth are you okay?"
Annabeth opened her eyes slowly. What Percy saw made his stomach roll into knots. Her eyes were still a dark gold. "Fool!"

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