Percy Jackson would give up anything for his camp.
Anything.
Even if the price was too much. A new threat is arising… What happens if Percy Jackson is pushed to the limits?
What happens when his loyalty is too much? Loyalty was a great asset to have…
But could it be his downfall?
Percy POV
I love camp.
I love everything about it, and will continue to love it to the end of time.
Don't even try to test my loyalty.
"Hey Seaweed Brain," Annabeth ran up to me, her princess blonde curls flowing behind her.
"Hey Annie," I replied. She gave me a death glare; the result of calling her Annie.
Running behind her, Jason, Leo and Frank were arguing about gods knows what. I did manage to catch a snippet of their conversation.
"It's Aquaman!" Leo said.
"NO! It's Kelp head!" Jason argued.
"SHUT UP BLOND SUPERMAN!" Frank shouted. They walked past me, giving a wave. Annabeth *cough* wisegirl *cough* looked at them and rolled her eyes.
"Come on, Seaweed Brain. Chiron called an urgent meeting. ALL CAMPERS!" she told me. I looked at her, Chiron rarely called all camper meetings. It must be very urgent.
"Wanna race?" I asked. She sprinted off. Guess I got my answer. I sprinted after her, disappointed when she managed to beat me. We entered the Big House, a white building with three storeys. It towered over everything. If I wasn't used to it, I would've found it tall and foreboding.
I entered the Big House with Annabeth by my side.
Chiron looked at me and Annabeth gravely, sadness in his eyes, but also…was that pity?
"You're here. I'm afraid I have bad news."
A/N: This is my first story. If you like, comment. My publishing schedule is usually everyday, maybe every other day? I hope you like it!
