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Confused: Chapter 5

Forbidden

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping. Sunlight filled the room I was in and a beautiful vase of wildflowers filled the air with a violet smell. For once, I forgot. I forgot about my dad, my step-mom, the prophecy, Luke, Percy… wait a minute. Percy. He was hurt! O my gods, he might be dead!

I threw of the covers and ran to the Big House. Chiron and Mr. were discussing something important.

"Chiron!" I cried "Percy is captured! We need to find him! I'll lead the quest. Where's Grover? I'll take him, Tyson, and…" I trailed of when I saw Chiron looking at me sadly.

"Annabeth, Percy's dead." Chiron said "Grover can't feel him through their link. I'm sorry, Annabeth, but Percy is most likely dead."

"WHAT!" I screamed "PERCY CAN'T BE DEAD! HE CAN'T BE!"

"I'm sorry, Annabeth. There was no way could have survived. Luke wanted to kill him."

"No! He is alive. I can feel it." I knew one thing. Percy was alive. And I was going to save him.

I left immediately and ran to my cabin. Nobody was in there and I broke down and sobbed. I cried and cried till my eyes hurt. Then I fell asleep.

I woke up in the dead of night. For some reason, I knew one thing: Chiron wasn't going to make a difference. Mr. wasn't going to stop me. I loved Percy and he needed me. So, if they won't grant me a quest, I was going by myself.

My things were neatly packed in two minutes. I got some food, nectar and ambrosia, money (now $1,000), and my new sword.

I contacted Tyson and he made me the most beautiful weapon of all. It was silver with a blue outline and the sharpest edge possible. It was deadly, worked on both mortals and monsters. I wanted to name it after something like that, something as dangerous, as passionately deadly. After 2 seconds of pondering, I named it Erotas, or love in Greek. I named it after Percy. For Percy. For my love.

After my stuff was gathered, I set out for the Oracle, I was worried that she would tell someone, but they were going to know anyway. As I stepped into the attic I saw the mummy curled up in the corner. She stirred and looked at me with those eyes.

"Um, hi." I stammered out. Nice one, Annabeth! I thought. "Uh, well what is my destiny. "

The oracle looked at me and then spoke. I saw my step-mom looking at me with hatred. She said:

You shall travel east to the land where the spider awaits.

Gather your confidence and then watch it break,

Fail to save your love before death,

Then save him after his final breath.

Watch sunset rise,

And trade all for the wise.

I stared at the oracle. I needed more! This wasn't enough! But before I could utter a word, the oracle turned and closed her eyes. Well. That is what my life is on. 6 lines, all not good. Except one. Save him after his final breath. Hopefully, that was good. I didn't know for sure, but I was crossing my fingers!

I set out at 4:00 in the morning. I was scared, but I knew where to look for Percy. West. Well, first things first. I needed a ride. I walked over to the barn where Blackjack was. He lifted his head and stared at me.

"Percy." I said "Trouble. Fly." I flapped my wings he snorted and put his head down. This wasn't working… I suddenly had an idea. Oh, thank you Athena!

I knelt down and took my old knife out. I stared at it, and then began chanting in ancient Greek. "Oh, Poseidon, god of the sea, please let me be able to talk with Blackjack. Please, Please…" My knife vanished. I kept chanting. Then, out of nowhere, I heard a voice. Small but grumpy.

Man, what is that girl doing? She must be crazy. Man, I wish The Boss was here.

"Hello?" I asked. The poor horse freaked.

Whoa! Creepy girl talking to me! Talking to me!

Shhh, Blackjack. Listen, Percy's in trouble.

Blackjack stopped.

Say wat??

Yes, he is in trouble and I need your help to get him!

Blackjack turned serious.

Ok, so you know how to fly?

I smiled. One step closer to Percy.

Blackjack and I flew over endless fields. The breeze whipped the hair out of my face and golden light dappled the pastures below. Dawn was approaching. My backpack was resting in front of me and my water canteen was hooked on a piece of mane. Blackjack was rattling on and on about sugar cubes. The sensation, the taste of them, the sudden rush of energy as they melted on his tongue… it was getting a little old. We had been flying for 5 hours straight and we were getting tired. I looked down and spotted a big haystack. Perfect. There was a bunch of fruit trees around and a stream nearby. I told Blackjack that there was food and water down below and he rocketed like a rollercoaster till the grasses were within landing level.

I got off, exhausted. I picked some peaches and refilled my canteen before lying in the hay. I ate the sweet fruit and drank some cold water. Blackjack was grazing close to where I lay and I told him goodnight. Closing my eyes, I felt extreme satisfaction. I was getting closer. The first thing I was going to tell him when I found him was how much I loved him. And I was going to find him.

Meanwhile…

Percy was still on the bed. Dreaming of Annabeth. And Lyla was with Troy in a haystack where Annabeth lay. Watching.

"Now?" asked Troy.

" No. I quit." Lyla replied. Her eyes were moist with tears. "The prisoner, how can I? I like him too much."

Troy snarled. " Then I will!" And with that, he took off. Running right at Annabeth.