Chapter 25: Epilogue
Percy's POV
"Well, that explains a lot. Thanks for finally telling me." I said.
"Sure." Thalia smiled sadly.
"You had to know some of this at some point." Annabeth smiled.
Now I understand why Luke was so important, and why he seemed so evil.
"And now you understand why they wanted to believe I was still good even when they thought I was evil." Luke smirked.
"I still don't trust you." I teased.
"How many times do you have to hit me before you believe I'm not going to attempt revenge?" Luke asked.
"I'll tell you when." I slugged his arm. "And why have I never met Albert? Or Delphi?"
"I don't know where Delphi is, and Albert is busy with his crazy geniousness." Annabeth said.
"Did my dictionary just make up a word?" I teased her.
"It's used, it's just not considered a word." Annabeth rolled her eyes.
"Can we go fight to the death now? I want to prove that I'm more powerful than the 'Savior of Olympus'." Thalia said.
"And I want to watch." Luke grinned.
"Let's go." I chuckled.
"She also wants ten drachma from me. I bet that you'd win, and she bet that she'd win." Annabeth whispered.
This should be fun. And yes, I ended up beating her, Luke stifled his laughter as he made sure Thalia was okay, and Annabeth kissed me. And now I know the story of the Runaways.