Chapter Three.
The last few days everything went smoothly. There were no more deaths since the Ares cabin incident. But then, Percy remembered something, well, two somethings. One he forgot about the note that was left on Tyson the moment he found him, it was still in his pocket. The other thing was that he had been wearing the same pants for three days straight even though he had other pairs. He had been pretty depressed for the past few days, but now, he was even more heartbroken.
He took a deep breath and took out the note.
They will not rest
Until she meets the mistress at the crest ~ Impossible Inmates
He had an idea of what that meant, but he shared the note to Annabeth and Chiron to confirm.
"Crest? Like the top of Half-Blood Hill," Annabeth asked.
"Could be. Or it could be on a mountain...like Mount Tam," Percy said.
"There's also the thought of whom 'they' and 'she.' We've already established the 'mistress' would be the killer or a ghost." Chiron said.
"And we haven't even considered that the note is signed. Who the note was attached to. Why this is happening-" Annabeth said.
"You know guys, the note could mean you Annabeth. Maybe the killer murdered my brother to get into my head, jumble my emotions, she know you would be affected too because your weakest point is me. But why she didn't just kill me..." Percy said.
"It's true, you were upset to see Percy in such a distressed. We could send you to Half-Blood Hill to-" Chiron
"How we are going to solve this is obvious, but if you think you're sending my Annie out there, you've got-" Percy said, then Annabeth cut her off.
"HEY! I can handle myself, you're the one who needs me."
"That may be true, but- I am still not the one with a problem with not falling off cliffs- yeah, that.
"This coming from the man who forgot he had a note in is pocket and left it there for 3 days and could have avoided 2- no HALF A CABIN'S death," Annabeth asked.
"...Well there doesn't seem to be another logical way."
"Someone who can kill half a cabin, the Ares cabin especially, should have no problem showing you up. Or me."
"They were sleeping!"
"Sorry to interrupt your argument, but what if the Stoll brothers didn't commit suicide. It could have been where she started judging by the how long the bodies were dead," Chiron interrupted
"How does that help us," Annabeth asked.
"It might just tell us where she came in from, and when she arrived," Chiron explained.
"It's not like she said 'others are coming." Percy said.
"Look, if 'they' are all the other campers I need to try save them. For camper protection." Annabeth said ending the conversation.
She went outside, it was still dark so she took a flashlight. She stared up at the hill wondering what, or who, she would encounter. The moon was completely gone, perfect setting for a meeting of a killer, in the middle of the night. Percy watched from the porch as Annabeth walked up the hill and waited. And waited.
THENs he waited some more. After more waiting, Annabeth decided to get up and walk around. She walked onto a lump on the ground, which made a clicking sound. She looked down, and then back up deciding not to move thinking it was a land mine.
"BOO!" Two boys popped out of a tree. One of them fall out of the tree. Annabeth sprang back, startled by them. When her foot left the ground there was a dramatic "dun dun duuu" the came from the ground, muffled.
She heard one of the boys laughing, but when she saw their faces she yelped. They were the Stolls. "You two are alive," Annabeth exclaimed, dropping and breaking the flashlight.
"What do you mean? We never died, we just got lost in the forest. We set that prank years ago, you tripped it just now and we just so happened to find our way out." Travis explains while Conner was still rubbing his head.
"The whole camp thinks you- Why were you in the forest?"
"We were catching Nymphs in traps. But neither of us remember what happened after." Conner said, "Now if you'll excuse us, we have some more-"
Travis looked surprised as if he remembered something and gasped interrupting Conner, "I remember. The lady- she- she tripped one of our traps and tried to kill us. I couldn't make out her face because it was so dark, but I'll never forget those cold, soulless eyes." After he finished talking a note blew right into is face and smacked him.
He read it and handed it to Annabeth, "I think it's for you."
Please help me
End note: And to anyone who thinks I'm sick. Yes, I am thanks for embracing it. I'm just hurt you mean it as an insult. Like I said you wanna test your emotional stability this is what to read. If you think I'm a sadist you are DEAD wrong. WRONG. WROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG. Also if anyone had read my review(s) [*you're] that's how mach I care right there.