AN: I am STILL looking for a person to beta, so yeah… I got my own beta, however. (Expect slower updates) (Thanks, Iceflight398) PM me if you need one. In response to Izzybella12, she just didn't get the memo. Anyways…

Recommended book of the update: The Black-Hearted Warrior by Izzybella12

Note from the beta: 你好，I'm the beta! Yay! Aren't you all happy to meet me? I'm looking for someone to beta for my Hetalia stories, so if anyone's interested, just PM me. I'm starting to feel super connected to this story (almost like a teacher-student connection), so if anyone tries to insult it in the reviews, I will personally hunt you down and kill you in your sleep! So be nice, okay?

Chapter 12

Cheryl POV

I saw a black ram charging towards a chariot. The chariot was red, drawn by a white horse. On it was a green man. Like, his skin was literally green. WTF. A helmet dropped from the sky. The ram ran over to it, then put it on, ramming its head into the helmet, then rising up. The chariot suddenly started to be driven away by the green man. Faster and faster it went. The ram chased it. The chariot was drawn all the way down underground. The ram took out a coin with its hooves. It flipped it. Heads. I don't even know remember how he flipped it, but he did. The ram walked away, and the crew left, panting. A lightning bolt was painted on the chariot as soon as they left. Loud shouts rose from them.

I woke up with a jolt, my face dripping with sweat. The orientation film that we had been shown mentioned that dreams of demigods often had meaning to them. I walked over to Jeremy's room. "Jeremy, how's Percy?" I asked.

"Still out, what's the matter?"

"I saw something in my dream, and I think I know what it means… It's not good."

Kennedy came rushing into the room, clearly having been watching over Percy for a while. His eyes were all covered in black, and his face drooped down low. "Jeremy, Percy's awake," he said.

We ran over to Percy's room.

"Percy?" Jeremy asked.

Percy groaned.

"Percy, how are you feeling?"

"Like I just got hit with a thousand arrows at once. Per cell."

Jeremy turned to me. "Cheryl, get some water."

I took out the plug at the bottom of his messy room, and let enough water get through, then put the plug back. I willed it to get in the bucket that was always there for Percy's convenience.

"Here," I said.

"Pour it on me," Percy said.

I did as he told me. "You want more?" I asked.

"Yeah."

I pulled the plug again and made the water go directly to him. "Tell me when you've had enough."

After a while, he said, "That's enough."

I pushed the plug in.

"Jeremy, get on deck. If you don't mind, I want to rest a bit first. It still hurts a bit, you know. Try doing the incantation not as early next time," said Percy.

"Okay then. I'll leave Cheryl to help you," replied Jeremy.

"So. What did you want to tell me?" Percy asked.

"I had a dream."

"Tell me."

I repeated the details of the dream.

"Hmmm… Sounds interesting. The black ram is a sacred animal of Hades. But I have no idea what is the chariot symbolizing. Lightning bolt. Zeus. Helmet. Hmm…Must be the Helm of Darkness, seeing that it's supposedly missing. Underground also helps. The white horse probably is Poseidon, although I don't know if it has any meaning, but I don't know about the green man. The coin could mean Hermes… I'll think about it."

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Annabeth POV

I was starving. They hadn't given me a single molecule of food since I was captured. I'm pretty sure they don't have morals. I can't even starve to death since they put a spell on me. Ugh. I can't do anything. Nor can I die of thirst, because of that spell. On the other hand, they've learned how to torture someone other than raping them. They now not only rape me, but also whip me, hang me over a fire, and pour a bucket of Cocytus' water on me.

"Hello, darling."

Oh, gods. I knew that voice. Alabaster C. Torrington. Son of Hecate. LEADER of the Hecate cabin. Also, the leader of them in the Second Titan War.

"You look great in those… lack of clothes of yours. Would be a shame if you had a big scar over there."

Did I mention that they took away the little clothes I had earlier? Yes? Ok. Oh, and Alabaster was also half of a maniac.

He took out the whip. "You see, I've made a few… Adjustments, to this whip I have. It seems like it's now sharp, and made with Celestial Bronze." He whipped me on the arm. "Oops! Well, let's begin with your torture, oh 'mighty savior of Olympus'." He started whipping me.

I took the pain. What else could I do? "Oh gods, please let Percy find me. Or Nico. Or Will. Or Leo. Gods, even a mortal. Just let it stop," I thought.

A guard went in. He whispered something to Alabaster.

"You're in luck, Chase. It appears we have had an intruder."

AN: Cliffie ending! See y'all next time!