Sorry for the Deus ex Machina (is that right?) last chapter, but I needed Sadie healed. Warning: The Olympians themselves will fight in this final chapter, so prepare to be amazed! IF you want to skip to the fight, just look for the Third Person POV. You won't understand the story, though. Well, enjoy reading!

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The moment we appeared, a javelin almost skewered me.

"Holy Hades!" I ducked, just in time to see it sail over my head, and impale the cement floor behind me. Carter was staring at it, then me, then the javelin again. A wave of nausea overcame me, just because I was thinking about what would've happened had I not reacted fast enough. I doubt Sadie would be very happy to see her boyfriend with a huge hole on his head.

Carter and I ran past demigods, demons and monsters, all the way straight to where the Apollo kids had set up some kind of makeshift infirmary. I tried to ignore the war going on all around me at the time, which as about nearly impossible for a demigod. Curse my ADHD.

As soon as we entered, Will Solace immediately grabbed Annabeth from my hands, and placed her on one of the beds. "What happened to her?"

"I have absolutely no idea. Carter and I just saw her like that." I lied. If Will were to ever learn what truly happened, he might be afraid to even touch her. Two other Apollo kids took Drea and Iris from Carter, and laid them down on the beds next to Annabeth.

A familiar set of caramel hair caught my eye. I almost had a heart attack when I saw that familiar black dress and the arrow wound on her arm. She was staring at the ceiling, while a magician bandaged her arm.

Without thinking, I ran over to her, and pulled her into a tight hug. Time seemed to stop as I held her in my hands. All the other campers were looking at us lovingly, and some others were sneering in my direction, mostly guys, but I didn't care. All that mattered to me at the moment was that Sadie was fine, and preferably not possessed by Apophis. The feeling of her soft skin and the fact that she was safe were all that I needed to take away all the pain that I've felt for the last few days. I blew out a sigh of relief. "Oh gods! Thank Zeus that you're okay!" I hugged her tighter.

"Can't…breathe…" she gasped. I released her awkwardly, but still kept her at arm's length. My eyes roamed her entire body. It was a stupid idea, I know, but I checked her for any bruises, scratches, or any signs that an evil chaos snake took control of her body. Finding none, I sighed in relief.

"Sadie, do you remember me?" I asked. I was praying to any gods I knew out there that she didn't get amnesia. If she did, I might just go out there and kill myself.

She stared at me quizzically. "Of course, death breath. Why in the world would I not remember my own boyfriend?" she ruffled my hair. It was annoying when Percy does it, but when it was Sadie…it felt rather calming. Plus, the fact that she called me death breath just proved that she's alright.

Explosion were heard from outside. "What exactly is happening here?' she asked. I shook my head in reply. Another explosion. A chorus of screams. Then, some people in those Egyptian pajamas limped inside, and promptly collapsed on the beds, their staffs falling from their hands. The Apollo kids looked at each other, and proceeded to heal them.

"Stay here, I'll be right back." I told her, and immediately ran outside.

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This battle was even worse than the battle of Manhattan.

Everywhere I look, it's either a camper was dying, or already dead. Mortals littered the ground. Magicians did everything they can to slow the advance of the armies, but it was not enough. I stabbed a demon in the back, and Shaila Gomez, daughter of Apollo, smiled at me gratefully, before a sword jutted out of her stomach. The demon who stabbed her behind the back roared in triumph, and eyed me with soulless eyes. Shaila mouthed sorry, before falling face first in front of me, a pool of blood already forming around her dead body. I beheaded the demon in anger, but deep in my heart, I knew that it would never bring her back. Thalia and the other hunters were sniping from the buildings, and whenever an enemy demon or monster exploded, I knew it was their work.

We were able to push them at least two blocks away from the Empire State Building, so that at least gave us some breathing room. Still, my mind wasn't focused on the battle, but on Annabeth. I felt like I had failed this quest. It was my job to protect her, and even that I couldn't do properly.

"What's going on here?" I turned around, only to see a bruised and battered Nico staring at the battle before us.

"Go to the infirmary." I ordered. He stood his ground, and glared at me. Sometimes, I wonder why I even bother. This kid was even more stubborn than I ever was. He crossed his arms, and said, "I'm not leaving 'till you tell me exactly what's going on here."

I sighed. "The battle of Manhattan II" I pointed to the infirmary. "Now go and get yourself fixed up."

Instead, he drew his sword. "I want to help."

I shook my head no. "You're pretty much useless in that condition."

Ignoring me, he jumped into the fight, taking out draecena, demons, and hellhounds, with swings of his sword.

I sighed, and stared at him in disbelief. Again, I wonder why I even bother.

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Apophis' army pressed the demigods and magicians. Even with Percy and Nico in the midst of the fight, the monster/demon army's mere numbers overwhelmed them. They were pushed back until they were only a block away from Olympus. I was the the majority of the Apollo Cabin, staying behind and shooting down monsters with arrows. It was still not enough. Apophis' army was nearly five times as big as ours. Even during the Second Titan War, Kronos' army had never been this big. Even I doubt now our chances of survival.

Apophis raged on, empowering his army using the powers of Chaos. The monsters' strength grew tenfold, and pressed the demigods harder.

"Where are your puny gods now, mortals?" Apophis mocked. "Hiding from me?"

Apparently, Zeus had enough. Thunderclouds formed directly above his head. The ground rumbled, and skeletal soldiers popped out of the ground, attacking the monsters. Twelve horns blew simultaneously, echoing across all of Manhattan. The call of the Olympians.

A lightning bolt struck Apophis on the side of his head. Percy, Nico, and the others watched in amazement as the great beast topples sideways, directly into a building. Twelve chariots appeared out of the sky, landing in the midst of the entire battle. A few minor gods, like Persephone and Eros, were behind them. I blew out a sigh of relief. With the Olympians here, the battle would get a bit matched.

The monsters and demons recovered from their shock, and resumed their assault. Most of the demigods just looked at their parents in awe.

"What? We too awesome?" Apollo laughed.

"No. It's just…it's just…" Percy stuttered.

"You're actually here." Nico finished.

Zeus let out a hearty laugh. "Why? Aren't you supposed to be thankful that we came here to help?"

They nodded their heads, still staring at their parents.

"Olympians! To arms!" The Olympians jumped out of their chariots, and charged straight towards the enemy.

In all my years of teaching, I have never imagined seeing this. The Olympian gods, actually fighting for their children instead of sitting around in their thrones.

Apophis hissed, and launched himself straight to the Olympians. A giant figure barreled towards him, knocking them both sideways. Isis glowed with wings of light, chanting a very ancient Egyptian spell. A hieroglyph blazed in the air: Ma'at.

Restore Order.

Apophis writhed like the snake he is. Smoke started to some out of his body, like the hieroglyph is burning him alive. The hieroglyph was weakening him, just enough to even the odds.

The figure that crashed into Apophis groggily stood up. It was over twenty feet tall, with Egyptian Armor and the head of hawk. A khopesh was held in its hand. It bore similarities to Carter Kane's avatar, only this one is living flesh and blood. I instantly knew who it was. Horus.

"Well? Attack!"

The Olympians looked at each other, and split up.

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Zeus fought like lightning, literally. The Lord of the sky charged deep into enemy territory, blasting demons with his master bolt. His shield, Aegis, was strapped to his arm, the terrible aura it was emitting keeping the monsters at bay. Zeus stabbed a monster through the gut with his bolt, and it disintegrated into ashes. He launched a bolt of lightning into another enemy, the lightning bouncing up to four others behind it.

Poseidon and Percy fought back-to-back. Percy never felt as exhilarated as this before, with him fighting right beside his Olympian father. Poseidon threw his trident, impaling a Laistrygonian in the neck. He held out his hand, the trident flew back to him. Riptide was a living arc of pure destruction in Percy's hands. He sliced a Cyclops in the chest, before kicking it back towards a longneck that was fighting a magician. The magician nodded in thanks, before throwing his staff, and it transformed into a huge lion. The lion pounced on another hellhound, and the two sliced and diced each other to pieces.

Ares rode his chariot through the enemy ranks, his horses trampling all monsters beneath their feet. A Tjesu Heru snarled in their direction, its two heads trained on the war god. Ares smirked, and jumped off his chariot, and straight for the monster. He drew his sword, and buried it hilt-deep into one of the heads. The other snapped at him, but it was sliced off by a glowing sword. The monster fell, its carcass the only reminder that it was alive. Ares looked at the sword, and saw that it was controlled by a person. Carter Kane nodded to the war god in respect, his Avatar following his movements. He turned around, just as an ice giant backhanded his avatar in the face. The avatar dispelled. Ares turned his sword into a spear, and threw it with precise aim straight into the giant's eye. The giant bellowed in agony, and Ares jumped onto its back, and drew out two swords, burning with fire. He buried them in the base of the giant's neck, and the giant started to melt. Ares grabbed the swords, and dragged them down the giant's back. The fire ignited, and the giant was cut into three pieces. "Punk." he spat at the giant's remains.

Amos Kane, Zia Rashid, and Hera were in the middle of the fight. Amos and Zia both had magic circles around them. Zia's circle burned with the flames of Ra, while Amos' circle glowed in a demonic red light, courtesy of Set. The god of Evil himself was just a few meters away from them, fighting with his staff. Demons were unsure whether to bow down or attack the god, for he radiated the same chaos energy as their master did. Before they could decide, Hera would slice them to bits with her sword. The Set animal pounced one demon, taking off its head, before clawing at a dracaena, ripping its armor to shreds. Zia blasted Enemies with fire. If anyone got past her offense, they burned at the touch of her protective circle. Amos pointed his staff, and a sandstorm blew across the demons.

Hades and Nico summoned the undead to fight for them. Monster would run away at the sight of Hades' sword, knowing that one touch would lock them up in the underworld for eternity. Nico stabbed a demon, his sword drinking the demon's energy until there was nothing left. Demeter and Persephone followed their lead, Persephone looking at his stepson in a whole new light. She had usually been cruel to the boy, for she thought that he wasn't brave or heroic enough to be called a price of the House of Hades. But today, he proved her wrong. Demeter waved her hand, and cornfields grew, entangling an entire phalanx of dracaena. Persephone chanted in Ancient Greek, and monster turned into fields of flowers. However, she failed to notice the demons that came behind her, and , just as she was about to get skewered by four spears, a Jackal the size of a bus appeared out of nowhere, launching itself at the demons. Anubis ripped their heads off with his teeth, the death aura he radiated empowering both him and younger god of the dead, Hades. Osiris walked calmly between enemy ranks, and with one touch of his hand, monsters turned to gray sand. Nico and Hades stared at the ancient god in awe. Never in their lives had they seen such power, and even though Hades hated to admit it, Osiris bore such power that only he could've dreamed of.

Apollo and Artemis, the twin archers, launched arrow after arrow, not one missing. Apollo's arrows flew like streaks of sunlight, immediately burning any enemy it hits. Artemis released her bow, and pulled out two wicked hunting knives. She moved like a gazelle, lithe and soundless, and killed enemies in one blow, like how one would hunt a deer, or a an antelope. Neith, the Egyptian goddess of the hunt, followed her lead. The two weaved in and out of enemy ranks like they were dancing, taking out scores of demons with their own hands. Apollo stared at his sister and Neith in awe, never before seeing such gracefulness as they displayed.

Hephaestus preferred to stay in his chariot. He waved his hand on the console, and a control panel appeared before him. At a push of a button, the god of the forges' chariot would launch spears, arrows, and even living fire into the hordes of monsters. A reprogrammed version of his creation, Talos, faced him. Hephaestus smirked. Talos bellowed in rage at seeing his old master, who abandoned him. Talos kicked the god's chariot and sent him barreling straight into a building. Just as Talos was about to bring his word down, a hieroglyph smacked him in the face: Sa-per.

Miss.

Talos' swing missed the god of the forges by mere inches. Hephaestus blew out a sigh of relief, before searching for the one who had just saved his life. Although gods couldn't die, he was sure that if that one ever did hit him, he would've been out of commission for at least five millennia. He spotted Ptah, the Egyptian god of creation, pointing his djed staff right at Talos. A wave of rats emerged out of nowhere, scurrying towards the giant metal automaton. The rats slowly ate Talos, until there was nothing left but two big chunks of his feet. Ptah walked calmly towards Hephaestus, and held out his hand. Hephaestus took it gratefully, using it as leverage to haul himself up. He smiled at the god. Perhaps the Egyptians aren't as bad as he originally thought.

Hermes moved with unbelievable speed. In a blur of light, he would rip a demon's head off with his bare hands, before slashing his sword at another monster. He had never felt his life get any more exciting than this. Compared to his usual job of delivering mail…screw his job. He would gladly become a war god any day. Dionysus lazily waved his staff, and grape vines slowly strangled an entire legion of Cyclopes to death. He sighed in annoyance. He would prefer that they would just watch from their thrones, and let those brats fight and die for them. But disobeying his father meant more time in that blasted camp, and he would rather go home sooner rather than later. Bast sliced at the demons, moving like a cat. The Minotaur swung its axe at her, and she ducked, just in time to see the blade sail over her head. Grinning, she summoned her combat avatar, and diced the Minotaur before it was able to even lower its horns.

The campers just stared at their parents in awe. Most of them had accused the Olympians that they had no battle skill whatsoever, and now, their own parents had just proved them wrong. The Athena campers watched in amazement as their mother showed fought in front of them. Athena knocked a Cyclops' head clean off his shoulders with a well-laced spinning kick, before throwing his spear and impaling a demon and the hellhound behind it. She drew out her own sword, and fought with ferocity that matched Ares himself. Monster after monster fell beneath her blade, and she wasn't even trying yet. Athena smiled to herself. This would be too easy.

She never saw Face of Horror come at her from behind. She stabbed her in the gut, and the Olympian, doubled over in pain. Face of Horror kicked her to the ground. The demon had just been revived by Apophis, and he was eager to prove himself worthy. And there is no better way to prove it than killing an Olympian. He advanced on Athena.

Athena cursed herself. She had let her fatal flaw get the best of her. Her pride had caused her to be reckless, and now she was about to pay the price. She prepared for the pain to come.

She never expected for Thoth himself to save her.

The Ibis god threw a hieroglyph at the demon: Ha-di!

Destroy.

Needless to say, the demon exploded before it could say, Oh Styx!

Athena stared at Thoth in wonder. Why would he save her? They were practically mortal enemies, having the same domain, but being from different pantheons, after all. Thoth approached Athena carefully. He was in his human form, with his messy blonde hair, and his lab coat stained with words at the sleeves. He was holding a wand shaped like an ankh, and it was glowing with power. Athena looked away from him in shame. She was an Olympian! And now here she was fallen, on her feet, bleeding golden ichor.

Thoth grabbed her bridal-style, against her protests, carried her to the infirmary. The Athena campers stared wide-eyed as the Egyptian carried their mother to the infirmary. Athena groaned. She would never hear the end of this, especially from Poseidon.

Aphrodite, on the other hand, was an entirely different matter. She never raised her sword. Being the love goddess, she did the number one thing she was best at: matchmaking.

A wave of shudders, ewwws , and hell no!'s were heard from both the demigod and monster army as she made monsters and demons practically fall head over heels for each other. Aphrodite clapped her hands in satisfaction, and smiled smugly in Artemis' direction, who rolled her eyes at the love goddess, before vomiting right where she was standing. The sight alone of monsters kissing demons was too much for anyone except Aphrodite to bear. Even Eros, who was launching arrow after arrow, disintegrating any monster that came near her mother, looked away in disgust.

Horus and Isis themselves fought Apophis, keeping him at bay as best as they could. Apophis changed himself to his humanoid form, and fought sword-to-sword with the Avenger. Horus rolled between his feet, dodging a strike that would've kept decapitated his head, and slashed at the back of his thigh. Apophis growled in pain. Isis kept the Ma'at hieroglyph humming with power, weakening Apophis every second.

With the Olympians and Egyptians joining the fight, the monster army was soon a big pile of sand. The gods then focused their attention on the main problem, the snake itself. They circled Apophis, who smirked in arrogance. The Olympians, except Athena, looked at each other in understanding, and attacked at the same time.

Apophis ducked, just as Ares came at him with a left haymaker, and appropriately punched Hephaestus in the face instead. Ares mock-winced, before Apophis sent him flying, literally, with a huge uppercut to his jaw. Zeus and Poseidon blasted him from both sides with water and lightning, respectively, but at the last second, Apophis spun, and the lightning and water collided. The lightning travelled through the water, and straight into Poseidon. The god of the sea bit his lip as to not scream out in pain from the thousands of volts of lightning streaming through his body. He glared at Zeus, who mouthed, sorry, before collapsing. Apophis charged the king of the Olympians, slicing his breastplate with his word so hard the he cut a gash in the gold. Zeus winced in pain, before clashing his master bolt with Apophis' sword. Sparks flew through the air as the two powerful beings collided. Zeus kicked Apophis in the gut, and he doubled over. Zeus then followed with a knee straight to his face, and sent the embodiment of Chaos sprawling on the floor. Apophis staggered while trying to get up, but Zeus quickly followed with a haymaker to Apophis' right jaw, sending the Chaos snake flying into the air. The demigods now circled the two, and the other gods and Olympians watched tensely as the two fought. Thalia watched with newfound respect as her dad beat the living daylights out of the Egyptian Chaos snake. Zeus pointed his master bolt at Apophis, but Apophis saw it coming, and ducked. The Master bolt blasted a new crater deep into the cement just behind him. Horus was watching the two intently ready to jump in the moment Apophis got the upper hand.

While watching the fight, Percy saw two figures out of the corner of his eye. He pulled Carter and Nico from the fight, and both were complaining.

"Percy! What's the matter with you? I wanted to watch that!" Nico complained.

"Yeah, man. That was even better than UFC." Carter added. Percy pointed at the two figures.

Nico's eyes widened as he saw his girlfriend with the bastard who took her in the first place. Grabbing Percy and Carter's arms, he shadow-travelled them right next to them.

He immensely felt proud of his girlfriend the moment the shadows released them. Sadie was beating the crap out of Cade, and her eyes didn't eve flinch as she pointed her wand and shouted, "A'max!"

Burn.

Cade's body started to smoke. In a few moments, his whole body started to burst into flames, and he screamed in pain. Nico and Percy held Sadie back, just as she was about to point her wand at him again.

"Let me go!" she demanded. "I deserve to kill him! He deserves to die! Not after what he did to me." Tears started to some out of her eyes. Nico hugged her tightly, blocking her view of Cade, who was screaming in agony while being burned alive. Percy didn't even think of dousing him using his powers, not after what he had done to Annabeth. Carter had told him of the condition she was in when they found her, and he had every right to kill this bastard as slowly and as painfully as possible. Even Carter, who was usually the level-headed one between the two siblings, held no remorse as he watched the body burn.

Sadie melted into Nico's arms. She cried in his chest, her tears soaking though the front of his shirt. Nico rubbed her back soothingly, and stroked her hair in an attempt to console her. "Shhh. It's okay now Sadie. You're with us now. He won't be able to hurt you ever again." He glared daggers at Cade, who had just successfully doused the flames by dropping and rolling. His entire flesh was burned, and the sand and debris clung to his flesh making every waking moment painful for him.

Sadie nodded her head slowly, looking at Nico straight in the eyes. Her blue eyes had always that effect on him, calming him down and making his heart melt. They shared a passionate kiss.

"Oh brother." Cade grunted in pain, rolling his eyes at the two. In response, Percy kicked him hard in the ribs, and he groaned in pain.

Sadie pointed accusingly at him. "He's Apophis' host." She told them.' If we were able to execrate him, maybe then…"

Carter's eyes widened in realization. "It might just give us more time to find out how to deal with him. Permanently."

Percy and Nico looked at him in confusion. Being demigods, they had never even heard of the word execration. Carter explained to them how the process works. At every word, Cade started to panic. Would they actually have the heart to do that to him?

"A traitor within the group holds the key." Percy quoted from the prophecy. "but Cade's not in our group."

"By "group", the prophecy must've meant "pantheon". Remember, Chiron said that Prophecies were always unclear." Carter explained.

An explosion behind them caught their attention. Zeus was down, and Apophis was locked in a duel with Horus. Apophis pressed the war god harder. Horus sliced at him with his sword, but Apophis deflected it with the edge of his blade, and returned with a stab straight at Horus' chest. The war god bellowed in pain.

Percy turned towards the others. "Well, if you're gonna do something, do it now!" he ordered.

Carter dragged Cade unceremoniously towards Sadie, who was drawing something on the ground. She touched her staff towards the drawing and it emitted a golden light.

Percy and Nico ran back to the fight to help. While Apophis' back was turned, he drove Riptide straight to the small of his back.

Apophis jerked his hand around, and backhanded Percy across the face. The son of Poseidon went down. Nico summoned skeletons to attack him, but Apophis took them all down with his word, and charged straight into Nico. Percy got up groggily, and charged at Apophis.

The Egyptian gods stared at the two sons of the big three in awe. Two mortals had actually dared to face the Chaos snake on their own, without gods to help them. Even the Kanes had Bast's help.

Carter and Sadie started the execration, remorse absent in their eyes. In their minds, they were not banishing a human soul, but a monster that would kill them if they showed it any mercy. Cade screamed in agony, his inside turning to mush as the Kane children chanted. He tried to run away, but the protective circle kept him in, and every moment he spent in there was every moment of him writhing in pain.

Apophis felt his host weaken, and frantically turned his head around to defend him. No! He was just about to win. He was a fool to merge with that mortal, and now he became the key to his defeat.

He turned back to his original form, that of a giant snake. He barreled straight for the Kanes, and more precisely, to his treacherous wife. How had she escaped his control? As he got closer, he felt ancient Titan magic inside her. That explains that, he thought.

Just as he was about to strike, a wall of protective magic slammed him aside. He saw Bes, the dwarf god, stare him down bravely. The other gods were not able to believe their eyes. Bes was one of the weaker gods, and he was actually going to face Apophis himself?

As the Kanes finished the spell, he felt himself weaken more. Curse that dwarf god!

With one final word of power, Sadie Kane finished the spell, and Cade Parker slowly turned to dust. A rift opened behind Apophis, and started to suck him in.

"Impossible!" he bellowed. "I am all powerful! You cannot stop me, I shall rise again!"

"Yeah, yeah." Bes snorted. "But not today." Bes used the most powerful form of magic he knew: fear. His eyes bulged out, his jaw unhinged, and he yelled BOO! So loud that even Apophis himself was unnerved by the pure fear the dwarf god emitted.

"Curse you, dwarf god! If I will fall, you shall fall with me!" he snapped up Bes with his huge mouth, and the dwarf god was only able to scream one final "No!" before he was swallowed by Apophis, and the final words to the Prophecy were completed.

With his dying breath, he shall drag one to the grave.

The first sucked him in, and just like that, Apophis was no more. For the time being.

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The next few days were torture. The gods had pooled up all of their remaining power to fix the damage to Manhattan. I almost cried when I saw my parents, both my mom and Paul, being escorted beyond the borders by Chiron.

I did the only thing I thought of: I hugged them both as tight as I could.

"Mom, Paul! I thought you guys were dead!" Chiron explained to me how they found them, hiding in an underground cellar beneath our apartment. Who knew we even had one of those?

I gave them a tour of camp. Paul's mouth was agape the entire time. And he almost fainted when my father, Poseidon came to congratulate me himself.

"You - you're" he stuttered, pointing to my dad.

"Yes, I believe that we've met. Percy's 15th birthday, I think. I am Poseidon." He said, that mischievous twinkle visible in his eyes.

"Holy shit! And I thought that you were just named after him." Paul laughed.

"I did tell you that I'm ancient history, didn't I?" Poseidon laughed.

The two men walked off, leaving me with my mom.

Two days later…

Carter and Sadie came to say goodbye. They explained how Sadie had found a way to destroy Apophis completely, involving something called, "The Book of Overcoming Apophis" or something. Nico was crestfallen at first, but after Sadie told him that he could visit whenever he wanted, he literally jumped for joy.

Yesterday, we had a funeral for the demigods and magicians who died. The Olympians themselves came, and also most of the Egyptian gods. Amos Kane himself went to tell a few words about their bravery, and commend them for their actions.

As of the moment, Annabeth and I were in my cabin, and I was determined to spend every waking moment available with her. I never realized this, but I had never appreciated her more than after I had lost her. I missed her blonde hair, her startling gray eyes, and that smug look she always had. I didn't even realize that I was staring at her.

"What, seaweed brain? Do I have something in my face?" She grabbed a towel and proceeded to wipe her face with it.

"No." I said. "It's just…I never realized how much you really meant to me until after you were taken."

She laid her head on my shoulder. "You know, that's probably the smartest, and sweetest, comment you ever made."

I grinned. "I have my moments."

Then Rachel barged in through the door. "Hey guys! The Apollo cabin is having a party-" she stopped abruptly, right in front of the door. Green smoke started coming out of her mouth, and the Oracle spoke.

"Born of Egypt, Greece, and Rome,

The son of Kronos walks eternity alone - ow!"

Rachel picked up the volleyball that had hit her on the head. A couple of Apollo campers shouted, "Sorry!" and Rachel glared at them. Annabeth and I looked at each other, than at Rachel. "Did she just-"

"Anyway guys, the Apollo campers are having a party later, so you wanna come?" she said nonchalantly, like she had no idea that she just spouted another prophecy.

She caught us looking at her like she fell from Mars. "What? If you two wanted to be alone, you could've just asked."

"Rachel, what did you just say?" I asked.

"The party?"

"No, before that."

"Uh, I really don't know…"

Annabeth groaned. I slumped back on my bed. "Well, here we go again."

-The End…or is it?-

Well, that's it! Finally, I finished a story. Do I still do the sequel? Review me, people! It's not that hard. Just click the little button below, and type whatever you want! I need feedback, heck, I LOVE feedback!