A/n: 1 more chapter =3. RRF and enjoy.
Thalia's POV;
It just isn't the same without Annabeth here telling us what to do, or how to do certain things. They discovered what bit her was a species of spiders that only wonders here at camp half-blood, the Necropine. We don't know how it got here or why it bit Annabeth, but it is said that it could kill you within a day, being one of the deadliest spiders in the world. But luckily Annabeth has the Apollo campers, so she might, no, will pull through.
There is going to be a chariot race occurring today, and I partnered with Percy, him being the one who could talk to horse and what not. I was at the stable, waiting for Percy to leave the finishing touch on our chariot. It was jet black with dark blue tidal waves going across the bottom, the tidal waves outlined with a light yellow.
"You like it?" Percy smiled, but you could see him thinking about Annabeth by just looking in his eyes.
"Yeah, I love it." I responded cheerfully to lighten up the mood.
"May all the chariots take their places on the starting line?" Chiron bellowed in a bull horn.
"I'll go get the horses, you wait here." Percy said. I sat down on a pile of hay waiting for him to hurry back. He eventually came back with two white stallions. "Beautiful, aren't they?" He grinned.
"Come on, we got to get ready." I said, pushing him along so he could strap the stallions to the chariot. We hopped on the chariot and Percy took a glance at the stallions. They neighed and trotted along to the starting line.
Everyone was there already, just waiting for me and Percy to settle our horses. I saw Chiron from the corner of my eye raising a white and black checker flag.
"Get ready, get set, and go!" Chiron forced the flag down and we sped off. We just turned around the first corner, head to head with the Ares cabin. Clarisse was giving a death glare, trying to threaten us, but it wasn't working. The Ares chariot edged closer to our chariot, barging us to the walls.
"Hey! Watch it!" I called at the Ares cabin, barging them off track.
"No! You stop it!" They yelled back. They rammed at us but the horse suddenly got faster and dodged the ram, leaving the Ares cabin to barge into the wall, flipping the chariot over. I took a look at Percy and saw him grinning.
I turned my head to see our competition, and saw a Greek bomb flying towards us. "Percy, bomb!" I yelled. He swerved to the right, dodging the Greek bomb and leaving behind puffs of smoke. We completed our first lap without any difficulties, and carried on like that until the ninth and last lap. We turned our last corner and were getting closer to the finish line, but we suddenly jerked and stopped. I looked at the stallion's legs and saw they were tied up with rope. Nico and Malcolm sped past us and crossed the finish line, ending first while we were being overtaken by the other campers. The stallions broke free of the ropes and stepped over the line, ending up sixth. Damn Nico and Malcolm, those cheaters. Percy and I jumped off our chariot and stormed towards Nico and Malcolm.
"You rotten kids." Percy smirked.
"How did you get past us by just using rope?" I asked gobsmacked.
"Well, first of all we took our time in the race, waiting for a chance to become second. We chose to become second because we couldn't, wouldn't even dare to catch up with you and Percy after noticing what happened with the Ares chariot. We than decided to use our handy rope to stop you and Percy in your tracks at the end of the last lap so if we overtook you, you wouldn't catch us. Get it?" Malcolm grinned.
"I think so." Percy grumbled.
An Apollo camper sprinting towards us yelling "It's Chiron, he wants to talk to you about Annabeth." He stopped running when he reached us. "Chiron needs to talk to Percy, Malcolm, Nico and Thalia." He panted. He has a troubled look on his face, so this couldn't be good. I looked at the other three and nodded. We sprinted off to the Big House and slammed open the door.
"What's wrong?" We all said in unison.
"I see you can tell it was a disturbing and troubling problem."
"Stop stalling," Percy said on the verge of losing it. "What is wrong with Annabeth?"
He looked down at the papers of his desk. "I'm afraid, young ones. That she is going to die." He then looked up, into our eyes, tearing up at the words he just breathed.
A/n: I'm afraid so =/. 1 More chapter =3.