Hi, this is the extended version of chatper 3, i deleted the other one. edititing it was quite hard, and this is my first story, so...enjoy!

AS MUCH AS I WOULD LIKE TO, I DO NOT OWN PJO OR HoO! RICK RIORDAN(THE GENIUS) OWNS THEM!

Oh…My…Gods…What did I just do! Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, had just said that she would do something that was sure to get her killed. But, she had told Leo she would do it, so, she set about finding a way to detach Festus' head from the Argo II. She tore down the halls of the ship, and she only had a feeling at the time, but it would be the last time was ever she would be on the Argo II not hurt.

Somehow, she found a hole in the light, but sturdy wood, and by using her knife, a gift from Luke Castellan, son of Hermes, when she was just seven, she managed to make it big enough to squeeze her athletic body through. But, as soon as she stood up, immense pain sprouted from her right shoulder, causing her to curse in Ancient Greek. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, but a year before, in the second Titan War, Ethan Nakamura, enemy demigod, working with Kronos, had struck her with a poisoned knife. The poison had nearly killed her, but, Will Solace, from Camp Half-Blood, had used healing magic, from his dad, Apollo. One year on, it still bothered her occasionally, only if she accidentally thwacked it, and now was not a good time. She must have hit it on the ship as she was clambering through. The pain brought her back to the present. She couldn't go on like this. A worthy child of Athena would do it. Gaia's voice echoed in her head. Anyone, even a mortal would do it. But you can't. But, you could if you joint me. Together, we could rule the world. If you were to agree, that shoulder would never hurt again. As much as she hated Gaia, her voice…what she said…it was so tempting. Annabeth wanted to rebuild the cities, bring her parents together again, bring Luke from the dead. She wanted that more than anything. She shook her head. As tempting as it was, she had to stay focused. Hearing the cries of joy from campers as they jumped overboard brought things like Camp Half-Blood, Chiron, Percy to her head.

The last of the campers jumped, Leo and Piper included. Both gave her a look of pity, and mouthed good luck. She smiled at them, and watched as they jumped off the Argo II. For the first time since she was seven, when she had run away from home, and was living on the streets, before she met Luke and Thalia, Annabeth, felt truly alone. She climbed, quickly but carefully, along the ledges that surrounded the ship, and reached the massive dragon head. He was still breathing smoke, his eyes red, and he looked alive and well once again. Annabeth sighed, picked up some different sized screwdrivers and some other tools from her tool belt - a half-blood's essential item - and hurried on to undoing all the tiny nails, ropes, and a worryingly vast amount of duct tape, that held the head to the Argo II.

As soon as she had unscrewed the last nail, Festus immediately dropped, free-falling, until the winds slowed it down, when it looked as though it had its own invisible parachute. Annabeth smiled, then ran down the narrow ledges, towards the top deck. Maybe they left a parachute for me? She thought. Before she could continue, time, her body, even her own heart stopped. No, of course they didn't wretched child. Gaia's voice rang in her ears. I know what will happen. And by the way, your so-called friends have reached the ground safely. Now, they are in - or on, should I say? - my sphere of control. I, Gaia, and Mother Nature, Mother Earth. And since you won't live long enough to see them again, I could get revenge for you. They 'didn't have enough parachutes', so they 'couldn't leave you one'. But, you should know, they 'wanted' to. I could make the ground swallow them up, make them immortal, and torture them for eternity. The only thing that you have to do, is agree! And with that, her voice left her head. Time continued, as though nothing had happened.A heartbeat later, a sound, like a countdown, rained upon the ship, through the speakers in which the alarms had come through. Ten, nine, eight said a voice that sounded oddly like an elevators' when it announced the floor level number. At this point, she gave up all her remaining hope. Seven, six, five, four. She wanted to believe she would make it, but she knew better. Annabeth knew she wouldn't make it. Three, two, one. The ship exploded. Burning debris showered her.. Annabeth's last thought to herself as she fell, was; I love you, Percy. Closing her eyes for the last time, flames engulfed her falling body.

CLIFFHANGER! wah-ha-ha, i feel so evil...and now i feel bad for being evil...

sorry, i know it isnt much longer, but i tried and worked so hard to make it longer! it took me, like, 2 hours! plus my h/w from school (i have a major project for the first week back which i havnt started yet!(oops!)). but i adde a bit with Gaia, and i have lots of plot ideas, so im trying to mix them together!

the next chapter will be uploaded by thursday 22nd december 2011! but i may be finished later today, not sure yet.

please review! i accept annonamyous(i dont think thats spelt right!) ones! andcheck my profile, i have written a piece explaining stuff! once again, if no reviews, then no more story! :(

AS MUCH AS I WOULD LIKE TO, I DO NOT OWN PJO OR HoO! RICK RIORDAN(THE GENIUS) OWNS THEM!

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