A/N hoi everyone!

One week form today is CHRISTMAS!

Isn't everyone just so happy... *keeping fake smile and starting to feel awkward*

oh, well...

Is it just me, or does it seem to you too that this year it doesn't seem like a big thing anymore. I dunno, cuz like, no ones singing Christmas carols, no one's excited, alla gloom and doom like usual...

Oh well, *shurgs* as long as I got my presents I'm fine. *evil smirk*

I was thinking about updating next week as well, ya know, it's Christmas and all, but I'm srsly not sure...

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This chapter came to me yesterday, and it took a while to get it out so I hope you enjoy it. Ah and... I've decided to switch to first person POV for this one, just a heads up.

Enjoy. . .

Percy's POV

I laid her down on the infirmary bed, softly and gently. Madam Pomfrey had insisted she do it but I wouldn't let her go. I gazed as her hair fell on the white pillow and the rising and falling of her chest. Her eyelids were closed but I knew she was alive but I didn't know if she was going to be okay.

As soon as she had left my arms Madam Pomfrey ushered me out of the area, she draped curtains around the bed and started working on my girlfriend. I don't know how much time passed that I had been staring at the white sheet hanging from the metal bars. I could only hear the muttering of spells and charms while I stood there, helpless.

I don't know how long I stood there, before a hand grabbed my arm and brought me outside of the infirmary. I wasn't looking up at the person, fear of breaking down if I did cursing through me. Annabeth Chase was laying on an infirmary bed in between life and death, the one person I cared so much about.

"Come to my office, Mr. Jackson." The old and wise voice of Dumbledore said.

I numbly nodded my head and followed the robes that glided as he walked in front of me. I didn't know we had arrived until he told me to sit down on a chair.

"What happened?" He asked.

For the first time I looked at him and saw worry etched on his features. "An arrow to her side." I said.

He didn't mean that, I know it. "I didn't mean that." He said softly. "I mean with the battle."

I recked my mind to remember what happened before the accident. It took me a moment to fit all the pieces and images together. "They attacked." I said as I looked into his old eyes.

He nodded his head slowly. "I can see that much." He said and I felt like an idiot. "What happened in the battle."

"They retreated." I said numbly. "After shooting an arrow to her side." It was then I realised I was in a trance. A glass filled to the brim waiting for a disturbance to make the water tip over.

Dumbledore smiled at me. I don't need your pity. "What did they say?" He asked.

" 'The dark lord warned of this.' " I said. "He warned me he was going to get to them." My eyes stared at something behind him, I'm not sure what it was.

He tilted his head, so that he was in the way between me and the object. "What happened with Voldemort?" He asked. "He showed you something? Didn't he?"

"He asked me to join him." I said. "Help him destroy this school. In exchange he'd leave my family out if this... I hate my luck. I hate the fates..."

He raised an eyebrow. "Are you going to lead us?" He asked.

I gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"You're a leader-"

"So's Harry." I protested immediately.

He smiled tenderly at me. "Yes, indeed he is. But he is young and inexperienced in this kind of threats. Whereas you're not."

I looked away.

"You led the army today and if I'm not correct it looks like you won." He said.

I shook my head. "This wasn't a fight." I said. "It was merely a warm up. A last chance for me to turn to them. A way to see the fighting style. The calm before the storm." I told him.

He nodded at me. "Yet, there was close to no casualties on our side." He said. "If you're up to it, you should lead-"

"I'm tired," I got out. "I'm tired of leading kids into battle. Leading them to their deaths!"

He looked down. "You won't be alone." He said. "You've got your friends with you to do this." He got this twinkling gleam in eyes that said something like, 'I know something you don't.' The same one Chiron got when he knew something and couldn't tell me. The same one I have hated since forever.

"I'm not sure I can do this again." I whispered. "See kids die in front of me. Knowing I didn't do anything to help them, knowing I can't do anything. I can't talk to them normally when I know that they're going to die."

He put a hand to my shoulder. "Everybody will die one day." He said. "Some die earlier than others but everyone will die. And if they die, they'll go to that Elysium of yours. They'll find peace in the afterlife and one day you're going to see them again."

"But I can't do this!" I yelled, a single tear escaped my eye. "I've seen my best friends die and sacrifice themselves for me! I just can't do it anymore... I'm not a reliable source to lead. I really am not."

I stood up and walked to the door. "Perseus." Dumbledore whispered, making me stop and turn around. "You're a leader and everyone here looks up to you. I saw the way they waited for your orders during the battle, how you taught them how to handle those weapons. You're their leader, you've grown to be-"

"I can't do it." I said getting my emotions under control, I wiped off my tear. "I can't lead them, ask someone else." Without waiting for a reply I walked out of his office.

-.-

When I returned to the infirmary Madam Pomfrey was done patching Annabeth up. I pulled up a chair and sat next to her cot, holding her hand into mine. She wasn't awake, that far I knew. I was too lazy to go ask Madam Pomfrey if she was alright, plus, I'm not exactly sure if I should have been there in the first place or if I was allowed, and I seriously didn't feel like getting kicked out.

I squeezed a Annabeth's hand in my own. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "This is all my fault. I'm not sure what to do anymore. I'm so confused, I don't know what's right anymore, I don't know if what I'm doing is right. I feel like fate is messing with me. Like it wants to see me struggle to make decisions."

I sighed and rubbed circles on her palm. "I don't want either of you to get hurt because of a choice I had to make. I hate this so much. 'Protect Harry Potter." Why can't he protect himself? We've done more damage than good-"

"Hey!" A female voice called and cursed inwardly. She had caught me. "What are you doing here? She needs rest."

"I need her." I whispered quietly, but she still heard me.

She smiled sweetly at me. "I'm sorry Percy." She said. "But these are the rules. She really needs rest."

She directed me to the door. "I know." I mumbled.

-.-

I had yet to check on how everyone else was doing, all those wizards. But at the moment I didn't care about anything in particular expect for Annabeth's well being and the fact that I was in yet another war.

My hands brushed the surface of the lake. Sending small tremors throughout it, getting bigger the further they went. "Dad?" I whispered. "I'm lost." I admitted.

I knew he wasn't going to answer, but I still talked to the lake. "I don't know what to do. My friends' life are at danger, and if I down do it, they might die. I'm starting to doubt the fact that they won't. I'm scared for it."

-.-

There was chatter in the great hall, that much I was sure of. They were wide open with students going in and out. I entered the great hall and was immediately aware that many eyes were on me. I ignored them. Some students were helping the wounded, running around with bandages and shooting spells. Others were being treated for, while others were talking to each other or searching for where they were needed.

I spotted Nico and Thalia hanging around the golden trio, they were talking and none seemed to happy. I went to them.

Thalia was the first to notice me. "Really, Kelp Head?" She said loudly. "You just leave? It's been hours and we sure as hell could have used the extra hand."

I looked away. "I'm sorry." I said quietly, contrasting her loud voice.

She eased at seeing my expression. "How is she?" She asked more kindly.

"I don't know." I admitted.

She raised an eyebrow. "You've been up there for two hours. What do you mean you don't know?"

I ignored the question. "What can I help with?"

She glared at me and Nico answered. "Nothing now."

I nodded and soon frowned. The whole great hall had fallen silent, Thalia had both eyebrows raised and she was staring at the entrance of the big room. Curious as to what had caused for it all to quieten down I turned around. I was rendered speechless if you can say that.

Six demigods stood there like it was the most causal place to be, not like it was the entrance to the improvised infirmary. I stared at them with an amused expression.

"Finally decided to come and help?" I asked causally.

Jason laughed. "Oh, Percy." He said. "Hecate gives you one mission and you turn it into a war." He shook his head.

"All this," I say as I point around. "Is proof that the fates have decided to use my life as their own entertainment."

"Enough chitchat." Clarisse said. "I heard there's a battle here."

A/N pls don't hate...

I really hope this chapter was of your liking peeps. I actually really enjoyed writing it once I got the hang of it.

Who do you think the other demigods are? *wiggles eyebrows*

I've just proof read it, and now I feel like going back on Pages and continuing this dam thing because it will be interesting...

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Let me rant a little...

I don't know about you guys, but I seriously think my writing has improved tons. If you've been with me from the start then you'll notice that too. Like, to me it now makes all more sense and all, it's got a better feeling to it and I'm starting to be proud of my works.

Of course after having over 200 people follow this story, which is more followers than I have on instagram, I should be proud. But you know, until now I've written this story thinking it was good. Then sometimes I end up going back to read it and I'm just like, 'how can I have those followers since the beginning, this story is so much crap'

Maybe you don't think that way, and if you don't than I thank you with all my heart bcs it means a lot to me.

I think I'm done.

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