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Percy's POV:

After a few more crazy dares we decided to just go to bed. I still felt like laughing because Leo had went up to Mr. D and declared his love. The wine god smugly stated that if Leo needed mental help, there was always some other way. After that, we stopped playing. After I had walked Annabeth to her cabin and gave her a goodnight kiss, I headed to my own cabin and fell asleep.

A scream pierced the night air. I was instantly up and ran outside, along with a ton of other campers. Everyone was trying to talk above each other to make across their point or fear. The scream had seemed masculine, so I assumed we were looking for a boy. "Does anyone know who's missing?" Chiron wailed above the chaos. "Mitchell is gone!" Some one screamed. "I'm ensuing a search party. Ten or nine people at most."

Me, Annabeth, Piper, Jason, Hazel, Frank, Clarisse, Nico, and Rachel ended up searching the woods, where some other campers thought they heard the scream. Annabeth's hand refused to move anywhere but her dagger, her alert gray eyes scanning everywhere. We weren't even 5 yards away from the camp when we found something. This whole situation was something out of a horror movie. Especially when Mitchell from the Aphrodite cabin's body lay on the forest floor, unmoving.

"Is he dead, Nico?" Nico's slim face was grim. He nodded. "Are you sure?" Hazel asked gently, not wanting to upset Nico, but he was never upset when Hazel was around. Piper looked like she had lost her best friend. I didn't blame her. After all, this was her half-brother. Jason put a protective arm around Piper and her face buried into Jason's chest. Even Clarisse was silent. Rachel and Frank just looked dazed. Annabeth didn't seem affected at all. She probably had expected a scene like this. She looked over at me, the start of a silent conversation.

Should we tell someone to go get Chiron or carry the body back to camp?

Chiron would know what to do.

"I know we're all grieving right now, but that won't help anything. I say one of us goes to go get Chiron. He'll take over from there." Everyone agreed, nodding their heads. Clarisse volunteered to go, leaving eight silent teenagers sitting in the woods, watching the dead boy. Actually, seven silent teenagers, Annabeth was examining the wound on Mitchell's body, muttering to herself. Something about a dark force. The sound of hooves pounding against the ground faintly rang, getting louder every second until Chiron appeared. His wise eyes fell once he saw Mitchell.

"Did you see anyone here, someone who could've done this?" Clarisse took it upon herself to answer. "No, but when we do find that jerk, I'll personally beat him to a pulp! And then knock him so hard he forgets he was ever beaten by me!" She could've gone on and on, but Chiron stopped her. "That's not going to help us right now." Clarisse scoffed, earning a stern look from Chiron.

He instructed that we take the body to the room next to the infirmary, where we would have a proper funeral and remembrance of Mitchell. Piper couldn't hold her tears anymore. She sniffed quietly, ashamed. Annabeth gave her a knowing hug. I was actually surprised at the gesture, because Annabeth was definitely not the touchy-feely type. Neither was Piper, but she seemed the tiniest bit calmer afterwards.

I smiled faintly, glancing at Annabeth. Her knuckles were white from clutching the dagger. I think the encounter disturbed her more than she was willing to admit. After Mitchell's body was taken care of, Chiron announced that there will be a meeting to figure out what's going on. We nodding grimly and separated to our cabins, dreading the sleepless night that was sure to come.

Annabeth didn't wait for me to walk her to her cabin like I usually did. She just went. Knowing her, her dagger was probably in her hand under the pillow while she was asleep.

Everyone in the Aphrodite cabin rushed up to Piper, asking her tons of questions. She had barely broke the news when a series of girly shrieks and cries started. Piper looked at the ground sadly and just walked past some of her sisters, who had mascara running down their faces.

I was so fed up with people dying. I mean, we lost so many good demigods in the war, and now someone was killing random demigods? How messed up can you be?

Thanks for reading guys! Really appreciate it! I know this chapter wasn't as good as it could've been, but I tried. I in one of those I-just-don't-care moods. Come on, you know we all got em! Anyway, the only reason this chapter happened is because I love you guys! :)

-Olivian101