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Chapter 8: The start of something new
(Camp Half-Blood Annabeth POV)
When my eyes adjusted to the light of camp I saw everything was pretty much normal but I could sense a change in the air, Argus was waiting there looking at us.
"She's here," Percy said, it was clearly not a question, Argus nodded.
"Is everything okay?" I asked, Argus shook his head, the three of us ran down the hill towards the big house. It was surreal being back at camp because everything looked so peaceful: no burning buildings, no wounded fighters. The cabins were bright in the sunshine, and the fields glittered with dew. But the place was mostly empty. Up at the Big House, something was definitely wrong. Green light was shooting out all the windows and with horror, I realized what was happening, Percy must have understood as his face was impassive but I could feel the rage coming off his chakra. I grabbed his hand to calm him down and he seemed to relax but when he saw Blackjack his arm tensed as he reacted to something I couldn't hear.
"How did she get past the barrier?!" I demanded while I was glaring at some of the gathered Satyrs.
"She flew." Madara's voice spoke as he and Rika stepped out of the shadows, they were hand in hand but Rika's hair was disheveled a bit. I gave Madara a knowing smile who had the decency to blush while Rika giggled a bit, but then I focused on Chiron who refused to meet my gaze.
"You invited her here." Chiron nodded.
"I did, and I explained everything to her." The Centaur responded.
"You swore you'd never do this again," Percy growled, "you said-"
"I know what I said But I was wrong. Rachel had a vision about the curse of Hades. She believes it may be lifted now. She convinced me she deserves a chance. "
"And if the curse isn't lifted? If Hades hasn't gotten to that yet, she'll go crazy!" The Mist swirled around Rachel. She shivered like she was going into shock. "Hey!" I shouted. "Stop!" I ran toward her, ignoring the satyrs. I got within ten feet and hit something like an invisible beach ball. Percy flared his chakra and his Susanoo rose up, he drew back it's fist to smash what was holding us back only for a second blue arm to block it. Percy and I looked over at Madara who also had his Susanoo active.
"This is a process that can't be interrupted." Madara lectured us, Rachel turned to us. She looked like she was sleepwalking-like she could see me, but only in a dream.
"It's all right. " Her voice sounded far away. "This is why I've come. "
"You'll be destroyed!" Percy protested and Rachel shook her head.
"This is where I belong, Percy. I finally understand why." The house rumbled. The door flew open and green light poured out. I recognized the warm musty smell of snakes. Mist curled into a hundred smoky serpents, slithering up the porch columns, curling around the house. Then the Oracle appeared in the doorway. The withered mummy shuffled forward in her rainbow dress. She looked even worse than usual, which is saying a lot. Her hair was falling out in clumps. Her leathery skin was cracking like the seat of a worn-out bus. Her glassy eyes stared blankly into space, but I got the creepiest feeling she was being drawn straight toward Rachel. Rachel held out her arms. She didn't look scared. "You've waited too long, " Rachel said. "But I'm here now. " The sun blazed more brightly. A man appeared above the porch, floating in the air, and Apollo floated down.
"Apollo." Percy growled a bit, the god winked at Percy but held his finger to his lips.
"Rachel Elizabeth Dare," he said. "You have the gift of prophecy. But it is also a curse. Are you sure you want this?" Rachel nodded.
"It's my destiny." Rachel replied.
"Do you accept the risks?"
"I do."
"Then proceed," the god said. Rachel closed her eyes.
"I accept this role. I pledge myself to Apollo, God of Oracles. I open my eyes to the future and embrace the past. I accept the spirit of Delphi, Voice of the Gods, Speaker of Riddles, Seer of Fate." I didn't know where she was getting the words, but they flowed out of her as the Mist thickened. A green column of smoke, like a huge python, uncoiled from the mummy's mouth and slithered down the stairs, curling affectionately around Rachel's feet. The Oracle's mummy crumbled, falling away until it was nothing but a pile of dust in an old tie-dyed dress. Mist enveloped Rachel in a column. For a moment I couldn't see her at all. Then the smoke cleared. Rachel collapsed and curled into the fetal position. Percy, Nico, and I rushed forward, but Apollo said,
"Stop! This is the most delicate part."
"What's going on?" Percy demanded. "What do you mean?" Apollo studied Rachel with concern.
"Either the spirit takes hold, or it doesn't."
"And if it doesn't?" I asked.
"Five syllables, " Apollo said, counting them on his fingers. "That would be real bad." Despite Apollo's warning, Percy ran forward and knelt over Rachel. The smell of the attic was gone. The Mist sank into the ground and the green light faded. But Rachel was still pale. She was barely breathing. Then her eyes fluttered open. She focused on me with difficulty.
"Percy."
"Are you okay?" Percy asked Rachel as she tried to sit up.
"Ow." She pressed her hands to her temples.
"Rachel, " Nico said, "your life aura almost faded completely. I could see you dying."
"I'm all right," she murmured. "Please, help me up. The visions- they're a little disorienting."
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked. Apollo drifted down from the porch.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce the new Oracle of Delphi."
"You're kidding," Percy replied. Rachel managed a weak smile.
"It's a little surprising to me too, but this is my fate. I saw it when I was in New York. I know why I was born with true sight. I was meant to become the Oracle." Percy blinked.
"You mean you can tell the future now?"
"Not all the time," she said. "But there are visions, images, words in my mind. When someone asks me a question, I . . . Oh no-"
"It's starting," Apollo announced. Rachel doubled over as if someone had punched her. Then she stood up straight and her eyes glowed serpent green. When she spoke, her voice sounded tripled-like three Rachels were talking at once:
"Seven half-bloods shall answer the call. To storm or fire, the world must fall. An oath to keep with a final breath, And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death. " At the last word, Rachel collapsed. Nico and I caught her and helped her to the porch. Her skin was feverish. "I'm all right," she said, her voice returning to normal.
"What was that?" I asked. She shook her head, confused.
"What was what?"
"I believe, " Apollo said, "that we just heard the next Great Prophecy."
"What does it mean?" I demanded. Rachel frowned.
"I don't even remember what I said." Rachel spoke.
"No," Apollo mused. "The spirit will only speak through you occasionally. The rest of the time, our Rachel will be much as she's always been. There's no point in grilling her, even if she has just issued the next big prediction for the future of the world."
"What?" Percy asked. "But-"
"Percy," Apollo said, "I wouldn't worry too much. The last Great Prophecy about you took almost seventy years to complete. This one may not even happen in your lifetime."
"Why doesn't that set my heart at ease?" Percy muttered under his breath, I thought about the lines of the prophecy about storm and fire and the Doors of Death.
"Maybe," I said, "but it didn't sound so good."
"No," said Apollo cheerfully. "It certainly didn't. She's going to make a wonderful Oracle!" It was hard to drop the subject, but Apollo insisted that Rachel needed to rest, and she did look pretty disoriented. I walked over to her and placed my arm on her shoulder, Rachel looked at me and I smiled a bit.
"It's kinda interesting," I said to her, and Rachel looked confused. "When I first met you I wanted nothing more to rip you apart limb by limb," Rachel's face paled quite considerably. "But now I'm gonna like having you around, just do me a favor."
"What's that?" Rachael asked apprehensively.
"Don't ever tell Percy when I'm planning a surprise for him." I smiled warmly and I heard Percy laugh a bit and Rachel seemed to relax quite a bit.
"But right now she needs sleep," Apollo scolded. "Chiron, I don't think the attic is the proper place for our new Oracle, do you?"
"No, indeed." Chiron agreed. "Rachel may use a guest room in the Big House for now, until we give the matter more thought."
"I'm thinking a cave in the hills," Apollo mused. "With torches and a big purple curtain over the entrance….Really mysterious. But inside, a totally decked-out pad with a game room and one of those home theater systems." Chiron cleared his throat loudly and I could see Percy's eye twitching. "What?" Apollo demanded.
"You realize she's not going to live there full-time right?" Percy asked, Apollo looked away and laughed a bit, clearly embarrassed. Percy looked at Rachel and took a ring off his hand, with a green stone, the same size as the Reality Stone and I realized what it was, the Time Stone. "A gift for the new oracle," Percy held out the ring to her, "guard it with your life." I was about to get mad because I thought he trusted Rachel more than me, but then I realized Percy was trying to keep them separate and that by giving it to me it would be little better than Percy keeping it himself. Rachel looked at the stone, then back at Percy, and shook her head which surprised both me and Percy who raised his eyebrow.
"No," Rachel replied, "your fate is intertwined with that stone, in fact, your fate is intertwined with all Six Stones." Percy's face went a bit pale at that, Rachael got to her feet and she hugged him, "I don't need to tell you what you need to do next, do I? Percy smiled a bit, then she looked at me and winked.
"No," Percy laughed a bit, then he walked over to me and wrapped his arm around my waist. "You don't."
"Good." Rachel replied, then she turned and followed Apollo into the Big House. The rest of the day was as strange as the beginning. Campers trickled in from New York by car, pegasus, and chariot. The more severely wounded were cared for, the dead were given proper funeral rites at the campfire. At Percy's insistence, we burned one for Ethan Nakamura, his banner was black silk with a logo of swords crossed under a set of scales. As his shroud went up in flames, I hoped Ethan knew he had made a difference in the end. He'd paid a lot more than an eye, but the minor gods would finally get the respect they deserved. A few had tried to protest but one glare from Percy's new eyes shut them up quickly, dinner at the pavilion was low-key. One of the highlights was Juniper the tree nymph, who screamed.
"Grover!" as she gave her boyfriend a flying tackle hug, making everybody cheer. They went down to the beach to take a moonlit walk, and I was happy for them. During the meal Beckendorf approached Percy and whispered something in his ear, Percy nodded then he stood up, everyone fell silent as they watched him walk over to the head table.
"Silena, Beckendorf," Percy called, his voice was his normal speaking tone but it held more weight than I'd ever heard before. "Get up here." The two did as he told and when everyone had their eyes on Beckendorf and Silena Percy returned to the Poseidon table and sat next to me. The mess hall was silent, clearly unsure how to react, for a moment Beckendorf and Silena just looked into each other's eyes.
"Silena," Beckendorf began, "You and I have known each other for years now, and during these last few days I realized that somethings can't be left unsaid," He looked at Percy who had a smile on his face, Beckendorf took a deep breath then unsealed a box from his belt and held Silena's hand, then he got down on one knee and the whole Aphrodite and Hephestus cabins gasped. "Silena Beauregard, will you marry me?" The hall was on the edge of their seats with bated breath, Silena's eyes began to fill with tears and I knew her answer.
"Of course I will, Charlie!" She shouted tackling him with a kiss, Beckendorf spun her around and the whole camp cheered, I looked over at Percy who was smiling and cheering like everyone else. Eventually, everyone either went to the sing-along or went to bed. Percy and I sat at the Poseidon table just enjoying each other's company, we gazed out over the beach and we could see Grover and Juniper at the beach, holding hands and talking, it was peaceful.
"It's odd," Percy spoke after breaking the silence, I looked at him confused. "For the last few months, I've dreamed of peace, where the Titans and their allies couldn't touch us or threaten us." Percy sighed a bit. "But now that we have it I yearn for the thrill of battle." Percy looked at me. "Is that weird?" I leaned on his shoulder and smiled a bit.
"If you were anyone else, yes," I replied, "but you're a proud warrior of the Uchiha, you live for the thrill of battle." I laughed a bit. "But you and I have a real chance at a happy life," I turned my gaze back out towards the ocean. "And I won't give that up for anything." Percy pulled me into a kiss and I just wrapped my arms around his neck allowing myself to be in this moment, happy.
"Get a room you two." I heard a voice behind us growled, Suddenly the pavilion was filled with torchlight and campers. Clarisse led the way as the eavesdroppers charged and hoisted us both onto their shoulders.
"Oh, come on!" Percy complained. "Is there no privacy?"
"The lovebirds need to cool off!" Clarisse said with glee.
"The canoe lake!" Connor Stoll shouted. With a huge cheer, they carried us down the hill, but they kept us close enough to hold hands. Percy was laughing, and I couldn't help laughing too, all the stress of the war gone. We held hands right up to the moment they dumped us in the water. Afterward, Percy had the last laugh. He made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey when you're the son of Poseidon, you don't have to hurry. And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.
(Percy POV)
After a while of being at the bottom of the Canoe lake, Annabeth and I climbed out when I emerged I had a sick smile on my face, the group of campers looked nervous.
"While I appreciate a good prank every now and then," I formed a Chidori in my hand, "I'm giving you all a five-minute head start." The result was instantaneous, the gathered campers bolted away from me and I laughed while deactivating the jutsu, I looked at Annabeth who was laughing, she looked up at me.
"Go have your fun, Percy," She wheezed out through laughter, "I'll see you back in the cabin." I kissed Annabeth one more time than began my hunt, I ended up just scaring all the campers that had a hand in that as I really wasn't mad but I had to vent all the pain from the second World War. Eventually, I got bored and made my way back to my cabin, when I opened the cabin door and walked in I was met with darkness, nothing out of the ordinary, I couldn't sense Annabeth's chakra which caused me to freak out for a second, but I didn't have much time to think about it as the door slammed shut behind me. I turned around to see Annabeth standing there, arms crossed and her Tenseigan glowing in the darkness, she was mimicking my predatory smirk, she strode forward swaying her hips and when my eyes had adjusted to the darkness I saw she was wearing a black Lingerie bra, garter belt, and panties. I stepped backward commanded by an unseen force, I could feel my muscles disobeying my commands, I trip and fell back sitting on the bed. I soon felt two mounds press against my back and a pair of slender arms wrap around my shoulders, I turned to look behind me only to be met with a kiss from, I didn't really have time to process when I finally got a good look at this unknown woman I saw she had the same blond hair as Annabeth and she looked almost identical to her, but her eyes were chocolate brown. I looked a bit further south and saw she was wearing a pink version of what Annabeth was wearing.
"Time to make good on my promise," Aphrodite spoke in a sultry tone, "Percy Jackson." I turned to Annabeth who was smiling and she sat on my lap.
"Don't get used to this," She said, "this is a one-time thing." She kissed me and when we separated, she reached behind her to unclip her bra. "Happy birthday, Percy." (A/N: I'll leave what happens next up to your imagination, I might write the scene out if I get enough requests, but it will be a separate story and before you ask NO if I ever write it out it will be purely a one-shot so I'm not going to update it.)
(Time Skip the next morning)
When I opened my eyes blinking in the morning sunlight I looked to my left and saw Annabeth cuddled up next to me with a satisfied smile on her face, I looked to my right and saw a note with my name on it. Careful not to wake Annabeth I grabbed it and opened it as I activated my Sharingan and I couldn't help but blush at what I was reading.
'Percy,
Last night was unbelievable, I'm almost sad you gave up immortality as I would have loved to do that again. In all seriousness, I'm sure you're wondering where this came from after you bested Kronos and saved Olympus, while you were getting rid of the beard Annabeth approached me and asked for my help in making your 16th birthday something you'd never forget. I also did this because she wanted me to help you forget the horrors of the Second World War, you didn't know this but I was watching over you during that war and saw the love you felt for Annabeth, I was so touched I made a promise to myself then, that I would make sure you could get over the Trama. I had to threaten Ares into getting rid of your PTSD and it was not easy, I don't expect anything in return for this as last night was more than enough repayment.
See you around, lover boy,
Aphrodite.'
I put the note down and looked over at Annabeth who was still sleeping soundly next to me and a smile spread across my face. I kissed Annabeth on the forehead and used my Kamui to slip through her grip as I made my way to the shower. As I let the hot water cascade down me I looked up to the heavens and chuckled, soon I heard a second laugh join me.
"Good to see you're up Kurama."
"Percy Jackson," The ancient Biju replied, "I can say without a shadow of a doubt, that you are by far the most interesting Jinchurki I've ever had, after all not everyone can out fuck the Goddess of Sex."
"No one can out stamina the Jinchuriki of the strongest of the 9 Biju." Kurama busted out laughing and I cut the connection as I felt Annabeth's chakra behind me, I turned to face her.
"How was that for a birthday present?" she asked an eyebrow raised
"Only the second one I've ever gotten," Annabeth opened her mouth but I held up my, "the best was being able to say I've made it past The Great Prophecy and you and I are still alive and well." Annabeth shut her mouth and she hugged me.
"We've known each other for 4 years and you still can surprise me."
"I aim to please."
"And please you do." Annabeth kissed me.
(Time Skip two weeks later)
Camp went late that summer, it lasted two more weeks, right up to the start of a new school year, and I have to admit they were the best two weeks of my life there was a lot of other great stuff going on too. Grover had taken over the satyr seekers and was sending them out across the world to find unclaimed half-bloods. So far, the gods had kept their promise. New demigods were popping up all over the place not just in America, but in a lot of other countries as well.
"We can hardly keep up," Grover admitted one afternoon as we were taking a break at the canoe lake. "We're going to need a bigger travel budget, and I could use a hundred more satyrs."
"Yeah, but the satyrs you have under your command are working super hard," I said. "I think they're scared of you." Grover blushed.
"That's silly. I'm not scary."
"You're a lord of the Wild, dude. The chosen one of Pan. A member of the Council of-"
"Stop it!" Grover protested. "You're as bad as Juniper. I think she wants me to run for president next. " He chewed on a tin can as we stared across the pond at the line of new cabins under construction. The U-shape would soon be a complete rectangle, and the demigods had really taken to the new task with gusto. Nico had some undead builders working on the Hades cabin. Even though he was still the only kid in it, it was going to look pretty cool: solid obsidian walls with a skull over the door and torches that burned with green fire twenty-four hours a day. Next to that were the cabins of Iris, Nemesis, Hecate, and several others I didn't recognize. They kept adding new ones to the blueprints every day. It was going so well, Annabeth and Chiron were talking about adding an entirely new wing of cabins so that they could have enough room. I had many Kage Bunshins helping out while I just sat relaxing, enjoying the peace that we now had. The Hermes cabin was a lot less crowded now because most of the unclaimed kids had received signs from their godly parents. It happened almost every night, and every night more demigods straggled over the property line with the satyr guides, usually with some nasty monsters pursuing them, but almost all of them made it through.
"It's going to be a lot different next summer," I said. "Chiron's expecting we'll have twice as many campers." I gained a sadistic look on my face. "And I'm going to have a lot of fun bringing them up to my standards." Grover shuffled away from me and looking quite nervous.
"Yeah," Grover agreed half-heartedly, "but it'll be the same old place." He sighed contentedly. I watched as Tyson led a group of Cyclops builders that were aided by my Bunshins they were hoisting huge stones in place for the Hecate cabin, and I knew it was a delicate job. Each stone was engraved with magical writing, and if they dropped one, it would either explode or turn everyone within half a mile into a tree. I figured nobody but Grover would like that. "I'll be traveling a lot," Grover warned, "between protecting nature and finding half-bloods. I may not see you as much."
"Won't change anything," I said. "You're still my best friend."
"Other than Annabeth."
"She and I have a deeper connection than even friends, she's the other half of my soul." In the late afternoon, I was taking one last walk along the beach when a familiar voice said,
"Good day for fishing." My dad was standing knee-deep in the surf, wearing his typical Bermuda shorts, beat-up cap, and a real subtle pink-and- green Tommy Bahama shirt. He had a deep-sea fishing rod in his hands, and when he cast it the line went way out-like halfway across Long Island Sound.
"Hey, Dad," I said. "What brings you here?" He winked.
"Never really got to talk in private on Olympus. I wanted to thank you."
"Thank me?" I echoed, confused, "Why?"
"Saiken and Gyuki were the saving grace of my kingdom, thanks to their help I was able to defeat Oceanus, I don't think I'll have to fear him ever again." The Sound began to boil. At the end of my dad's line, a huge green sea serpent erupted from the water. It thrashed and fought, but Poseidon just sighed. Holding his fishing pole with one hand, he whipped out his knife and cut the line. The monster sank below the surface. "Not eating size," he complained. "I have to release the little ones or the game wardens will be all over me." I raised an eyebrow.
"The God of the Sea fears game wardens?" I laughed a bit.
"Trust me," My father winked, "one day you'll learn Tartarus hath no fury like pissed off game wardens."
"I thought it was 'Tartarus hath no fury like a pissed-off Female Uzumaki.' But shows what I know."
"You're doing well with those new cabins, by the way. I suppose this means I can claim all those other sons and daughters of mine and send you some siblings next summer."
"Ha-ha." My eye twitched as I glared at my father who was laughing at my face. "Keep it up wise guy, I'll tell Amphitrite where you picked up that knowledge." my father's face went pale instantly, I met Amphitrite last winter and while she was a bit cold with me at first as I was a reminder of my father's infidelity she and I eventually became friends, which was weird as she's my Stepmom and immortal but she's really nice once you get to know her.
"Y-you wouldn't dare!" he stuttered, I smiled at him and winked.
"Maybe I would," I shrugged, "who knows?" there was a silence for about 30 seconds then we both busted out laughing and for the first time, I finally felt like Poseidon was my father and not just some all-powerful god. After we calmed down Poseidon packed up his gear and it vanished.
"I'll see you soon, Percy. And remember, know which fish are big enough to land, eh?" With that he dissolved in the sea breeze, that evening was the last night of camp-the bead ceremony. The Hephaestus cabin had designed the bead this year. It showed the Empire State Building, and etched in tiny Greek letters, spiraling around the image, were the names of all the heroes who had died defending Olympus. There were too many names, but I was proud to wear the bead. I put it on my camp necklace-four beads now. I felt like an old-timer. I thought about the first campfire I'd ever attended, back when I was twelve, and how I'd felt so at home. That at least hadn't changed.
"Never forget this summer!" Chiron told us. He had healed remarkably well, but he still trotted in front of the fire with a slight limp. "We have discovered bravery and friendship and courage this summer. We have upheld the honor of the camp. " He smiled at me, and everybody cheered. As I looked at the fire, I saw a little girl in a brown dress tending the flames. She winked at me with red glowing eyes. No one else seemed to notice her, but I realized maybe she preferred it that way. "And now," Chiron said, "early to bed! Remember, you must vacate your cabins by noon tomorrow unless you've made arrangements to stay the year with us. The cleaning harpies will eat any stragglers, and I'd hate to end the summer on a sour note!" The next morning, Annabeth and I stood at the top of Half-Blood Hill. We watched the buses and vans pull away, taking most of the campers back to the real world. A few old-timers would be staying behind, and a few of the newcomers, but I was heading back to Goode High School for my sophomore year-the first time in my life I'd ever done two years at the same school.
"Good-bye, " Rachel said to us as she shouldered her bag. Over the last two weeks, she had told us about the promise she had to make to her father in order to get to Manhattan to try and warn me about the prophecy. She looked pretty nervous, but she was keeping a promise to her father and attending Clarion Academy in New Hampshire. It would be next summer before we got our Oracle back.
"You'll do great." Annabeth replied with a warm smile, Rachel bit her lip.
"I hope you're right. I'm a little worried. What if somebody asks what's on the next math test and I start spouting a prophecy in the middle of geometry class? The Pythagorean theorem shall be problem two. . . . Gods, that would be embarrassing. " Annabeth, Kurama and I laughed, although she couldn't see Kurama, our laughter was more than enough to calm Rachel down and she made her way down the hill to catch her ride.
"Be good Rachel." Annabeth called after her.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't." I shouted with a wave.
"That doesn't limit me anywhere near as much as you think it does." She called back. Annabeth would be staying in New York. She'd gotten permission from her parents to attend a boarding school in the city so she could be close to Olympus and oversee the rebuilding efforts. For the first time, I remembered what she'd told me in New York, about building something permanent, and I thought we were off to a good start without the constant threat of war. The guard dragon Peleus curled contentedly around the pine tree underneath the Golden Fleece and began to snore, blowing steam with every breath.
"You've been thinking about Rachel's prophecy?" I asked Annabeth. She frowned.
"How did you know?"
"I can feel it in your chakra." She bumped me with her shoulder.
"Okay, so I have. Seven half-bloods shall answer the call. I wonder who they'll be. We're going to have so many new faces next summer."
"Yep, " I agreed. "And all that stuff about the world falling in storm or fire. " She pursed her lips. "And foes at the Doors of Death. I don't know, Percy, but I don't like it. I thought . . . Maybe, we'd get some peace for a change."
"With Madara's and mine's Bootcamp from the depths of Tartarus?" I asked, raising my eyebrow. "No chance."
"Damn straight." Madara's voice commented as he ran past us on his morning warm-up.
"Let's just hope it's a problem for a new generation of demigods," Annabeth commented. "then we can kick back and enjoy." I nodded, though she still seemed uneasy. I didn't blame her, but it was hard to feel too upset on a nice day, with her next to me, knowing that I wasn't really saying good-bye. We had lots of time.
"Race you to the road?" I asked.
"You are so going to lose." She took off down Half-Blood Hill and I sprinted after her. For once, I didn't look back.
(A/N: HOOOLY SHIT! I can't believe that this is only the first part of the adventure of Percy Uchiha Jackson, I'm already at over 600 pages and I still have to do the Heroes of Olympus. Thank you all for sticking with me all this time. Until next time this is CJShikage, Signing off.)