I'm glad you all liked the last chapter! I spent a lot of time trying to describe everything. Anyway, I don't have much to say, so I'll let you read the chapter!

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Piece of Me

The arrows seemed to be coming at us in slow motion. I couldn't move from the spot, I just stood transfixed, as if waiting for my death. I felt a hard tug from behind me, and I was pulled out of the line of fire just in time.

When I looked back to see who had pulled me away, I saw that it was a scowling Clarisse. "Prissy, what the Hades were you thinking? Did you plan to get yourself killed one second into the battle?" She said furiously.

I just nodded, and went looked back at the ship. The Flying Dutchman had emerged from the water, and was bombarding the Princess Andromeda with canons. One out of every five actually did any damage: The ship would be slightly dented, and some monsters would fall off to their doom. The Flying Dutchman sure showed a lot of gumption. (A/N: My parents always say that, and then crack up. It means nerve, or guts.)

Moments after the arrows had all fallen onto the soft sand, the ship bumped into the beach. It would have gone farther, but an invisible force seemed to be keeping it from coming any closer, the magical boundaries were working. Monster after monster jumped onto the sand, and charged. However, they were bumped back by the boundaries force. It would have been quite funny, had we not been in a war.

"Arches and hunters, fire at will!" Chiron shouted over the screeching of the enemies.

What looked like a shower of sticks flying through the air, hit the monsters, and at least half of them were already gone. The hunters and campers combined in a cheer. Now the only monsters left were the manticores, laistrygonians, Minotaur's, and dracaena. However, there were about three hundred monsters and one hundred camper/satyrs/tree nymphs.



After an hour of non-stop fighting, both sides were quickly losing numbers. I could never tell if a camper was dead, because looking at them pained me. Travis Stoll was among those who were down, and I was sure he was dead.

As I was fighting a laistrygonian, I saw Clarisse go down. A manticore had hit her with at least ten of his spikes. One of them had pierced her heart.

I quickly stabbed the giant in the foot, leg, and finally arm, which finished him off. I ran to Clarisse, and I saw that her chest was gushing blood, but it wasn't moving. No matter how mean Clarisse and I had always been to each other, I had never wanted her to die.

"Percy, there is nothing we can do to help her! Get back to fighting!" Chiron yelled while flawlessly aiming arrows at monsters.

It took all of my will power to steer my eyes away from her lifeless body, and begin fighting with a Minotaur.

What happened next seemed to happen in slow motion.

I had just defeated the Minotaur, and it had exploded into dust. Then I heard a bang. It had come from the Flying Dutchman's canons. Somehow the canon had bounced off of the Princess Andromeda, and it soared through the air. I watched in amazement as it seemed to go in slow motion, as if it was being controlled by a remote control. It took me all of two seconds to understand where the canon was heading.

I tore across the seemingly endless sand, and raced back onto camp boundaries. Running faster than I had ever run, I sprinted towards cabin six. The canon out ran me, and hit the cabin before I was able to get there.

After a huge 'boom' the ground around me shook. Everything within a hundred feet of the Athena cabin was blown apart with force, and fire, including me. All the dust gathered to form a blanket over the valley around me. A puff of black smoke erupted with the smoke and fire, and effulged everything with particles of dust, and other material. I had been caught in the after math of the eruption, and when it was all over, I lifted my head up. Pieces of wood, and clothes from the Athena cabin rolled off of me, as I got up.

Frantically I called Annabeth's name. I couldn't see her anywhere. Not even her body. Gods forbid her body was still here, here and working.



As I began to toss anything in my way, out of the way, I forgot all about the fight. I forgot that I was supposed to be helping to win the battle. All that mattered was finding Annabeth in the ruble that surrounded me.

If she died, so would a piece of me.