Thanks to R-Lord for the constructive criticism. I love when people tell me something is wrong, it makes me a better author. I know I can go OOC a lot, because sometimes when I'm OOCing, it has something to do with the future plot, don't always say I'm OOCing, but do point it out sometimes, please and thanks! J
PART 3. CHAPTER 3.
The Decision
I stood and looked back and forth between Nico and Ethan, "You mean…she can come back to life?"
Ethan nodded, "Do we need to explain it any better?" he rolled his eyes before lying down on my bed.
But then I sat, what would Annabeth think if I really did this for her? Would she be happy? Or would she be upset that I didn't use that opportunity for someone else, someone like my mother or Paul unless he were still alive. I leaned over to my side table and picked up the silver rose I had placed on my tux jacket so long ago. "I'm not sure." I whispered softly, placing the rose beside me on my bed.
Nico stood over me, "How can you not be sure?" he demanded, "This is Annabeth for crying out loud!"
"I know," I sighed, "She was my girlfriend, Nico." I clutched my hand tightly, and suddenly I felt the wrapping on my wrist from when I smashed the glass falling loose. I pulled them off and saw nothing left but a small red cut on the side of my hand, where the glass had been shot into my skin. "But, would she really want to come back?"
Ethan seemed quiet, and I guess he was thinking over that, too, but Nico didn't seem impressed, "Of course she would! Imagine what she would do if she came back!"
"She might get mad," Ethan said from his quiet-corner, "How do you know she's not happy? She's probably in the Elysium right now talking to some great person. Maybe she's talking to the real Perseus,"
I smiled, I had to admit that was a different statement, but it was a good thought too, "I want to talk to her,"
"Well, you can't anymore," Nico growled.
"Maybe I can," I stood up and walked out the door, Nico and Ethan chased after me, and I walked up to Thalia and Grover, "I'm going to ask Chiron for a quest, you want to join me?" I asked the two, pushing my way past Clarisse as if I didn't care. (Honestly, I didn't.)
Grover was still patting Thalia on the back, who wouldn't look up, "Depends on the quest," he shrugged.
"I want to go to the Underworld," I told them, and except for the light sound of Thalia's sobbing, no one made a noise, "Because we have a way to bring Annabeth back, but she knows that my mother died, and I'm not sure if she would be upset that I brought her back instead of bringing my mom back."
"I'm in," Grover volunteered. I placed my hand in the middle and he put it on top. Thalia joined. I looked over at Nico and Ethan.
"Count me out," Clarisse growled, and I was kind of happy she said that.
"Well, I'm helping," Ethan smiled, Nico joined quickly too.
I smiled and walked towards the Big House, but found no Dionysus nor Chiron. I shook my head, too bad, I would go without them. But I still walked into the big house and walked up the staircase to the empty attic.
It seemed the same as usual, all cobwebs and a wrapped up mummy in the one corner, she turned to me and sighed, and she must've already knew what I was doing.
Six on a journey to go down below
Give life to a friend they wish to bestow
One shall get stuck, one shall get lost
One shall have something special to them tossed
Two souls follow you to unknown
To a place in which you soon shall call home
So a choice you can't choose
For friends you shall loose
And still you shall feel all alone
And which the Oracle sat back down. I guess I had nothing left to say.
I sighed and turned, placing my hand on the table and leaving something behind with the scarf, minotaur horn, and claw of the dragon that scarred Luke's face.
Now, in the middle of the table sat a small silver rose, to represent the friendship I once had with Annabeth.
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-Dj
