Saving Annabeth: Chapter 2
Disclaimer: [no need to mention the disclaimer] O.K. fine. I will say the disclaimer.
[wondering how many disclaimers have already been said] I am not Rick Riordan.
KK on with the chapter!
NO FLAMES PEOPLE.
Third Person POV
With a flash of light which Percy had to turn away from, Aphrodite was gone.
"You've GOT to be kidding me." And with that Percy drove to Camp Half-Blood (in his awesome new BMW from Paul) to tell Chiron and the campers.
When Percy got to Camp Half-Blood, it looked like the camp was preparing for a huge war. The Hephaestus cabin was full of clinking and clattering, the Athena kids were whispering about some battle plan ("Maybe this new lightweight cannon would work best," he heard a girl whisper) and the Aphrodite campers were freaking out ("Like, OMG, what if my nail gets bent during the battle?" Percy heard an Aphrodite boy say. He never got over the fact that some boys could be like that.)
Percy found Tyson (he had returned from the forges), ran up to him, tried to avoid the inevitable crushing hug but failed, and asked him what was going on. At this, tears brimmed Tyson's eyes.
"I'm so sorry, brother. You must have heard from Aphrodite that Annabethy is gone."
"It's OK, we'll save her." Percy tried to reassure Tyson, but in truth he couldn't reassure himself.
What if she's hurt? What if she's knocked out? What if it's already too late? What if-
Chiron trotted up, interrupting his thoughts. "As you can see, Percy, we are preparing for war," his face grim. "And after that huge war against Kronos, the gods are weary. They literally have no power. If they could, they would have saved your girlfriend by now."
Percy was blushing at the mention of the word girlfriend. "Has Camp Half-Blood been invaded while I was gone? Is there a new breed of monster?"
Chiron was about to respond when an alarm sounded from the Athena cabin.
"We have company!" a camper yelled.
As I watched in horror, an army of things came rushing towards us.
"There's your answer," Chiron replied, as he prepared an arrow, his face set.
I drew Riptide and charged.
