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So, about this chapter, get past the first part and it's fine. The first part is REALLY fast, but important. The rest of the chapter is mostly about Percy's emotions. Yes, he has FEELS. Hopefully it will let you get a little more in touch with Percy and understand him as a person a little better!

And, lastly...

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Silence.

The more the startling possibility ran through my mind, the more my eyes widened with shock.

The Legacies... bad? What was Annabeth saying?

The Legacies couldn't be bad! They protected Goode. They were like the police. They protected us and were good, but they also scared you at the same time; you were always looking over your shoulder if you were doing something wrong.

But, on the other hand, I could see where Annabeth was going. The Legacies took people and wiped them completely off the grid for doing something wrong.

... but what if the people weren't doing something wrong?

"What do you mean Annabeth?" Nico interrupted my thoughts.

Everyone turned to Annabeth. She nervously pushed her blonde curls behind her ear, her mind racing 1000 miles per hour.

"Well," she began, taking in a deep breath, "The theory first came to my mind when Sam went missing, but I quickly dismissed it; it seemed crazy. But as I kept thinking about it, it started to make sense," she looked around the room, "What if Goode is here to protect us from the Legacies?"

That clicked in my head.

Mr. Sedel told me if my ability got in the wrong hands they could use me. I realized what he meant now. The Legacies were the wrong hands.

I met Annabeth's gray eyes as they searched my face. I nodded at her, motioning to her that I agreed.

As I looked around the room though, our peers seemed to be more confused.

"Well, what is the story about the Legacies coming over from Greece to save us from the locals?" Grover asked, confusion masking his face.

"It's probably just a story Goode made up to not scare us," I explained, saying the first theory that came to my mind. I surprised myself at first, but quickly dismissed it as I saw the look Annabeth was giving me.

"Most likely," Annabeth agreed, flashing me a smile,"Because the Legacies are constantly here, Goode tells a story to keep us from becoming afraid."

Thalia's electric blue eyes narrowed, "Well then where do the Legacies take people?"

I glanced over at Annabeth, and our eyes met. I gave her a questioning look, but her face confirmed my fears.

"I'd rather not find out."

A nervous silence hung over our group as everyone let all that information sink in. This... this was a whole game changer. None of us were really that safe at all. All that was between us and the rest of the world was Goode itself. That sense of safety and security was slowly slipping out me, along with the rest of Goode as I thought about warm, cozy feeling I got when I first got here was turning ice cold fast. I could tell it was doing the same to my peers.

I looked up at my circle friends. They had been the first real friends I had ever had in my entire life, and as I looked at their worried and slightly scared faces, protectiveness took over me. I decided then and there I would make sure nothing would happen to any of them, even if I had to give up my own life.

I turned my face away from the stinging, bitter cold wind. Even with my jacket, the chilling cold still went straight to my bones, giving me no comfort as I walked down the sidewalks of Goode. I needed time to myself to think about everything that I had been through, everything that had been thrown at me lately. Barely anyone was outside in this frigid winter wind; they had enough sanity to stay inside in their warm, comfy cabins that I didn't feel safe in anymore.

I had thought about going to Annabeth to talk, but I thought better of it. She probably needed time away from people to think also. With that complicated brain of hers she was most likely too busy trying to fit the pieces together than listen to me.

As I walked past a giant oak tree, realization hit me.

I missed home.

I missed my comforting mother, our completely run down apartment, even the crazy Manhattan traffic that used to keep me up all night. Now that Goode had lost its glow, I found myself whole-heartedly yearning for home. Goode used to be my home, but the slightest things, like a dying flower or a crack in the cement, made me feel as though I didn't belong there anymore.

It wasn't just me that didn't belong here though. My friends didn't belong here either. Every time I thought about them individually, the more I found it odd that they where here. I knew they all had abilities, but there was something... wrong. Something very wrong.

All throughout my life I had felt as though I didn't belong anywhere. With my father leaving my mother so suddenly, no matter how much I loved it, I still didn't feel like I belonged at home. Yes, it was home, but it always reminded me of my messed up family life. And all the schools I went to... forget it. They were full of rich kids with lots of money and a perfect picket fence family. To survive through all of that, I had to make myself hard. I sometimes wondered if that had anything to do with my abilities.

The only place that ever gave me comfort was the water. Before I had no idea why, but then with my second ability, I understood. It was the only thing that I could really control. I was at the highest power there, leaving me with a relaxed feeling. Nothing could have gone horribly wrong, nothing could have been messed up. I was in control.

But as I thought more, I wasn't sure if I missed home or missed how things used to be. When I first came to Goode, it transformed me into a happy, normal teenager, befriending loyal people and watching movies and eating pizza like every other angst-filled teen on the planet.

Goode used to be magical, with the exotic birds in the Science building, the refreshing adrenaline rush in Combat, and even the warm, wanted feeling of Social and Environmental. But as I walked with my head down and my hands in my pockets in the stinging winter wind, that happy feeling all felt completely alien to me. Instead it was replaced with worry, fear, and danger.

Everything had slowly stacked up together as I spent my time at Goode. The files in my desk, the island, the Legacies, Daedalus... it was never-ending. I had Daedalus's cabin, Riptide, somehow that reporter Ruth knew I had files in my desk, Mr. Sedel lied about being friends with Daedalus, Legacies on the island, my second ability, Luke, Mr. Jones's daughter Sarah, Annabeth's ability... it was almost too much for me to process. No matter how hard I tried to piece it together, I couldn't find a big picture. Only time could tell what all of it meant.

I looked up at one of the giant stone castles that Goode had. Out of everything, there was one thing that I got out of all the confusion.

Annabeth.

When I first saw her in the Science building, I was completely mesmerized by her extreme beauty. Her startling gray eyes almost made me trip over my two feet. The way the crowd parted for her made me wonder. But never then did I imagine we would even be friends, much less where we were right then. I had earned her friendship, her trust, her heart, and there was no way in my entire life I would hurt it. Ever.

I could tell I had a lot to endure before I could get out of Goode, and I knew my friends would aid me whenever I needed it, as I would do for them. Loyalty was my weakness, no doubt about it. I would protect the ones I loved throughout all of their hardships; whenever they needed me, I would be there.

And I had a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach they would need me sooner than later.

A speck of white came gracefully floating in the air in front of me. I felt something cold lightly touch my cheek, but melt to a droplet on my warm skin, no matter how cold I felt. I knew exactly what it was. Lifting my head up to the sky, I watched as the clouds let out a peaceful blanket of white, intricate snowflakes lightly falling from above. An easy, relaxed sensation came over me as it does with any form of water. But I knew it was only temporary.

"PPPPPPEEEEERRRRRCCCCYYYYYY!"

I harshly jerked Annabeth's cabin door open, running in on full adrenaline.

After it had started snowing, I allowed myself to drift off, my body taking me where it wanted. When I was at the main house, a weird sensation came over me. Something was wrong. Very wrong. I sprinted home, only to hear Annabeth's icy screams calling my name from inside her cabin.

I took no time to survey the scene in front of me; I dashed across the room straight to the bed where I knew Annabeth lay, haunted with painstaking nightmares. Her skin was sweaty and feverish, her beautiful curls drenched as her faced writhed in pain. She let out out another cold scream as I pushed her sweaty curls off her forehead.

"ANNABETH!" I yelled,"Wake up!"

Another heartbreaking sob. I had never woken her up in mid-nightmare before, so panic was quickly clogging up my throat like a cotton ball.

"ANNABETH!" I yelled again desperately.

I grabbed her shoulders and shook her harshly, fear seizing my brain.

Annabeth abruptly stopped mid-scream, her hand shooting up and seizing my wrist on her shoulder. Her beautiful gray eyes popped open with a fear-driven, crazed look in them. She tried to search my face, but that look of fear still dominated her features.

"Annabeth," I said softly," It's me."

After a moment, her eyes lit up with recognition. She reached up and clung to my neck for dear life, squeezing me until it was hard to breathe. I didn't care though; I held her just as tightly.

"Annabeth," I whispered into her ear," Annabeth, what happened?"

"I-" she stuttered "I think I accidentally fell asleep."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was missing and just pulled her closer. Closing my eyes, I rested my cheek on her head.

"You can't do that, Annabeth," I whispered.

"It was an accident!"

"I know, I know," I reassured her, "Just promise me you'll try harder next time? Please?" I sighed, "You scared me to death."

She nodded.

"I promise," she whispered softly into my ear.

I pulled back, holding her from an arm's length away, searching her stellar eyes. They looked back at mine, the same sweet softness swirling through them.

I gently reached out for Annabeth's hand, bringing it to my lips and kissing it softly.

"Annabeth?" I asked gently.

I could feel Annabeth's thoughtful eyes search my face.

"Yes, Percy."

"Promise me one thing," I whispered softly.

She gave a light laugh, "Another?"

I smiled, looking up at her face. Her eyes sparkled, her skin glowed. All I could see in her was perfection.

"Promise me you'll never leave me," I whispered softly, "Promise me that no matter what happens you'll always be right there next to me, no matter what."

I looked up at her. Our eyes met, gray and green, both of us with compassion pumping in our veins. I belonged here. I belonged right here with Annabeth.

Annabeth reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, lightly resting her forehead on mine. Her eyes closed as she let out a slow breath, warmth tickling my cheeks.

"Percy?" She asked "Do you remember when I told you I wanted to be an architect? How I wanted to build something permanent?"

I nodded, recalling the conversation in her cabin.

"Well," she smiled, "I think I found it."

Awwwwwwww that made me feel warm and fluffy inside XD

... and they've only been together for two days.

Haha when I was rereading the chapter I read over the part where Annabeth screams "PPPPPPPEEEEERRRRCCCCCYYYY!" in her sleep and I automatically thought, "Dude, shes having a BABY!" *sigh* I think I've been watching too many chick flicks...

And actually I've done A LOT of thinking about this story and have come up with ANOTHER plot twist! ANOTHER! And I haven't even finished all of my original ones! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA

And actually another reason I haven't been updating is that late at night when I cant sleep, I've started writing what I call "writing junk". So I have this crazy original story idea that I think I'm going to save to publish later in life *squeal* and I have it all plotted out. So what writing junk is is pretty much me writing little snippets of the characters. Most of it isn't important to the big plot, but I think they're fun. It's nice to write a little piece and revise it until it's perfect rather than working on an entire chapter.

If you want a little snippet of one, PM me!

And also I've been able to follow my tumblr pretty well (let out a sneak peek or two) so if you want to check it out, look on my profile for the url!

And again my lovelies, thank you for supporting me throughout all of my hardships. I love you all!

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