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Annabeth's POV

It's been two years.

Two years since the battle of Olympus.

Two years since I've seen him.

Two years since he died.

Percy...

Everyone always tried to comfort me saying that he might come back since his body just disappeared. But it's been two years. So we all just assumed that he's dead.

I expected myself to get over his death after two years. But I didn't know how wrong I was. The pain of watching him die is still with me. His last words echo in my head like a broken record player, tormenting me.

Know that I've always loved you. I'll always be with you. Wherever you may be. Oh yeah? Then where is he now? Why can't he just appear and hold me and tell me everything's gonna be alright.

Why did he have to go?

I rubbed the necklace he gave me. I hadn't realized that I haven't taken it off ever since he died. Because its the object that reminds me so much of him. I didn't want to forget him. I feel like he lives in it. I feel incomplete when I take it off.

I decided to go look for Thalia. I'll just ask her to sword fight. She never turns down a fight. Sword fighting with her or Nico always takes my mind off...things. Things like..., ugh forget it.

I walked to her cabin, observing camp around me. I spotted Clarisse and Chris holding hands, Travis and Connor playing pranks on the Ares cabin, Grover and Juniper talking and laughing.

It seemed like everyone has their happy ending.

Except me.

Why is anything ever permanent for me?

I just kept walking, pondering with my thoughts. I still had friends right. People who cared for me. Then why am I so upset.

"It is because you lost the one who is most precious to you.", said a voice in my head. I wanted to yell at it to shut up. But I knew that, in the back of my head, the voice was right.

Everyday, since the war against Kronos, I have wished that I have died instead of Percy. Why did it take so long for me to say that I love him. I regretted being late. I was so late. I told him that I loved him, on his deathbed.(If you read the story before this one, you'd understand what Annabeth is saying. Keep in mind that this fanfic is a sequel. A continuation.)

I sighed, full of regret. I wanted to get inside a dark, deep hole and stay there for the rest of my life.

"Annabeth!", a voice said. I looked around me with a confused look on my face. I shrugged it off. Must've been my imagination.

"Annabeth!", the voice repeated, this time a little louder. I looked around once again. No one is calling me, or even facing me. My mind must be playing tricks.

Then someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to face the person. The moment I faced him/her he/she said "BOO!". I jumped back, surprised.

"Damn it Rachel", I said. Standing in front of me was everyone's favorite Oracle. Her red hair was in a frizzly mess. Her shirt was smeared with green paint. Her jeans had spots of blue. And the tip of her nose had yellow paint.

In a way, she looked like a clown. A future-seeing clown.

"Sorry Annabeth.", she said, controlling her laughter. "Didn't mean to startle you. I just couldn't resist."

I rolled my eyes and proceeded to give her a hug. But she stepped back. "I don't think you want to do that Annabeth. This paint is still wet."

I nodded. "Thanks for reminding me.", I replied. "Why are you covered in paint anyway."

She looked at herself and her clothes. As if she hasn't noticed that she was smeared in different colors.

"Oh this. I painted my car.", she replied. "My dad had it in red but I decided to add some more colors.".

There was an awkward silence before any of us spoke up.

"So how's life as an oracle?", I asked. Since the battle against Kronos, things between the two of us were okay. She was actually fun to be with, now that we're not arch enemies.

She shrugged and rubbed the back of her head. "Oh you know, the usual", she said. "Someone asks me a question, my eyes go green and I answer in rhymes. Other than that, nothing new."

"Oh well, I'll see you later during lunch. I'm looking for Thalia.", I said. Since Rachel's not a demigod, she can sit in any table she wants during lunch. She usually sits with me in the Athena table.

"Yeah. I'm gonna go change and wash this off.", she said, gesturing to the wet paint on her body.

I waved good bye and continued to the Zeus cabin.

I passed by the Hades cabin along the way. When we won the war against Kronos, Nico asked that Hades should have a seat in Olympus and a cabin in Camp Half-Blood. Some of the gods didn't like that but they felt that they would be in the pits of Tartarus if it weren't for Nico. So they granted him his request.

The Hades cabin was pure black and it's walls were made with strong wood. Nico said that Hades had skeletons to make the cabin. He also said that the cabin's toilet was made of smooth bones. The windowsills of the cabin were also made of bones.

In short, the Hades cabin looked like a haunted house. Some new comers usually run in terror when they see the Hades cabin. It also makes some of the big kids flinch when they see it. I don't see how Nico is comortable sleeping there.

Then I passed the Poseidon cabin. And at that moment, my eyes became wet with tears. Everytime I see anything related to Poseidon and the ocean, I start crying.

I guess it's because I remember Percy.

The cabin still stood proud and strong. When Percy died, Chiron decided that it's only fitting that he should have a shrine built in the Poseidon cabin. Chiron said that the minotaur horn must stay where it always was. The bunk in where Percy slept was untouched.

So Percy's bunk was like an exhibit. Every new comer is allowed to see it one time. But they have to be supervised.

Chiron said that Percy's bunk will stay as it is for as long as Camp Half-Blood exists. I agreed with him on that. Percy deserved this. He was worthy of this honor.

Then images of him started flashing in my head. His smile. His eyes. His face. I looked away from the Poseidon cabin. And I ran. I ran to the Zeus cabin, still crying.

I had to get as far away as possible from the Poseidon cabin. I got to the doorway of the Zeus cabin. I fixed myself, drying my tears and straightening my hair. Then I took a deep breath and then I pounded on the door. I didn't stop until it was opened.

The door opened and revealed Thalia. She looked horribly angry. Maybe I should have just knocked.

"What?", she yelled. Then her eyes widened. "Annabeth?"

"Hey Thals.", I replied.

"Would you mind telling me why you were pounding on my door. Can't you just knock evenly like a normal person.", she said. She was gritting her teeth, trying to control her anger. I realized why she was angry. She was still in her PJs. Her eyes showed that she just woke up. Her hair was standing up in a mess.

I collected myself, smiling. "I need you to sword fight with me. Please.", I pleaded.

"What for?"

"I need to take my mind off some things."

"What things?"

"Please don't make me explain that."

"Oh.", she said. I sighed in relief. I was relieved that she understood. "I'll just go change."

I looked at her. She was a mess. Especially her hair. Her standing hair. I wanted to tell her, "Yeah go change. You look like a cross between a zombie and a human being." But I just gave a small laugh. After that, I didn't notice that I was snickering. It felt good to be smiling and laughing again. She stopped halfway closing the door.

"Why are you laughing? Something funny.", she asked, confused.

"Nothing.", I said, shaking my head. "It's just that...your hair. It's standing."

She used her hands to touch her hair. She felt that they were indeed standing. Her eyes widened and she quickly swung the door shut. I heard her footsteps running around frantically. I couldn't help it. I gave a small smile.

I waited for Thalia, trying to think of other things besides Percy. But was unsucesful. I happened to glance at the beach. The beach was Percy's favorite place in camp. Therefore I couldn't help but think of him.

I remembered the first few days since Percy's death. I looked horrible then. A cross between King Kong and Godzilla. I barely ate and I always cried myself to sleep. Though now I improved. Now I sometimes miss lunch and breakfast. And now I only cry myself to sleep once or twice.

So my improvements-if you even call them that-are little. Very, very, very little.

I also remembered Sally. Even she didn't take the news well. I remembered that I was also crying when I told her the story.

*Flashback*

I knocked on the door of Percy's apartment. I tried to keep my breathing steady. I tried not to cry. I dried my eyes as Ms. Jackson opened the door.

"Hello Annabeth.", she said, giving me a hug. "It's great to see you."

"Hey Ms. Jackson, I mean Sally.", I replied. "It's great to see you too."

She pulled away and ushered me inside. "Would you like anything to eat? A cookie, perhaps."

"No I'm okay Sally.", I said.

"Are you sure? You don't look okay.", she said. I can see in her eyes concern and worry.

"I'm sure", I said. "I just had a bad day."

I looked around. This place seemed so lively when Percy was here. So full of life. But now that he's gone, it seemed...empty.

"Now, where's Percy?", she asked.

I didn't know what to do. I just looked down and started crying, burying my face in my hands. Then I looked up, my face streaked with tears.

Her cheerful face got replaced by that of a horrified one.

She noticed me crying. "Where's Percy?", she repeated, her voice a litte louder. "Where's my son?".

I didn't answer. I just looked down again, my tears falling to the ground.

"No! No! No!", she said. Before I knew it, she was crying as well, repeating Percy's name. "Percy...Percy...".

"My son..."

*End of flashback*

"Annabeth! Annabeth!", Thalia said, grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me.

"Wh-What?"

"Wake up and quit daydreaming.", she said. "I'm done changing. Let's go."

I looked at her. Her hair has been straightened out and she was wearing her old Death to Barbie t-shirt. Her blue jeans seemed faded.

I smirked. "Yeah. I can see that", I replied. She just scowled at me then we went on our way to the arena.

While walking, Thalia asked, "What were you thinking about?"

Right now, I wanted to spill what I'm feeling to someone. Someone I could trust. Someone like Thalia. But I couldn't do that without crying. "I don't really want to talk about it.", I replied blankly.

She shrugged and decided to drop the subject.

*IN THE ARENA*

Thalia sliced downward. I sidestepped and the blade missed me. She swung at my side and I parried it. I spun and swung my sword at her head and she ducked.

We kept this up for at least a minute before things started to go wrong. As I was fighting Thalia, my mind played tricks. Her face slowly morphed into Percy's. I let my guard down and the next thing I knew, I was on the ground.

Thalia smirked and held the tip of her sword at my chest. Then I put my arms up in defeat. She smiled and held out her hand.

I eagerly took it and she helped me up. As I got up, her proud face turned into a worried one.

"Annabeth, what's wrong? You didn't seem so focused. You're usually better than that when we sword fight.", she asked.

Nico appeared beside Thalia and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.(You'll know that Thalia and Nico are dating if you read the story before this. The story's name is "I'm sorry". Remember that this fanfic is a sequel.)

"Ugh Nico! I told you so many times not to just pop out like that.", Thalia yelled.

Beside her, Nico was cracking up."Sorry, I-haha-couldn't-hahaha-resist.", he managed to choke out.

Thalia slugged him on the arm. Hard. Nico stopped laughing and held the spot Thalia hit, his face contorted in pain.

"Ow! Fine, I'll stop laughing.", he said, holding his arm. "You just gave me a bruise."

"Well then let it be a reminder for you not to that again.", she snapped at him.

"Okay.", he said, still smiling. He approached me then gave me a hug. "Hey Annabeth."

"Hey Nico.", I replied. I pulled away and he snaked his arm around Thalia's waist and pulled her closer to him. Thalia blushed. I just rolled my eyes.

"Annabeth, tell me what's wrong.", Thalia said. "Maybe we can help you."

Fortunately, the horn to signal lunch went off.

"I have to go guys.", I said quickly. Then I walked off without another word. Thalia and Nico just stood there like idiots.

I found that everyone was already seated in their rightful table. Everyone was talking and laughing like a happy family. I felt singled out. I was the only one who wasn't cheerful. I trudged to the the Athena table and saw that Rachel was already there.

She was talking with Malcolm and some of my other siblings. She was friends with all of them. Her face was cleansed of paint. She was wearing new clothes. Clean clothes.

Malcolm moved over to give me space. He knew I liked sitting beside Rachel. Because she was someone who understands me. I can tell what I feel to her and she'd be able to help me.

"Hey Annabeth.", Rachel and Macolm said in unison.

"Hey guys.", I replied blankly. They looked at me in the same way Thalia and Nico did. Confusion.

"Something wrong?", Malcolm asked.

"Nothing.", I said firmly. "Nothing is wrong.". I gave them the look that meant "Drop it".

They shrugged and continued eating.

The rest of lunch was pretty dull. For me anyways. Rachel and the others would talk and laugh. I just sat there and stared at my food. Occasionally, Rachel, Nico, Malcolm, and Thalia would look at me worriedly.

I decided to just to sacrifice all my food to the fire since I had completely lost my appetite. I prayed to my mom and no one else.

Rachel saw that I just burned all of my food and she raised an eyebrow. But she didn't talk to me about it. I just sat down again. Everyone else finished eating and went out. Just as Rachel stood up, I grabbed her by the arm.

"Rachel, can you stay for a while.", I said. "I need to talk to you about something."

She eyed me and nodded. I sighed and straightened myself as Rachel sat down beside me.

"Now what was it you wanted to talk to me about?", she asked.

"It's about Percy.", I replied.

"Oh.", she replied, knowingly. "What about him?"

"I miss him.", I said. "I can't go a day without thinking about him. And what's worse, once he crosses my mind, I start crying."

"I see.", she replied, nodding her head.

"I don't know what to do anymore.", I said. "I feel like I've lost my purpose in this world."

She didn't answer for a while so I continued.

"And what's fills me with regret is that I told him that I loved him on his deathbed."

She let out a sigh before saying anything.

"Well I'm not the best person to give you advice about your Percy problem.", she replied. "But it's not a problem to feel depressed about it. Even I feel upset about it sometimes. But you have a lot of people who care about you. You should rejoice with them. Have fun with them while they're here. So that, when they pass away, you won't have that much regrets."

I just sighed and nodded.

"Now, you should treasure every memory and remembrance you have of him. Don't think about your bad times with him. Think of the good moments you had with him", she said. "That's what I do. And it helped me a lot."

I nodded. It made sense. I should make the most of what I have. But it would still be the hardest thing to do to be happy when the person I care about the most is dead.

"Thanks Rachel.", I said, giving her a hug. "That really helps."

"Good", she said, smiling. "Because Percy wouldn't like it if you would sulk everyday."

I groggily stood up and went towards the door. I needed to clear my head. The last thing I need is someone asking me if anything's wrong. Then I felt someone's hands on my shoulder.

I faced Thalia and Nico.

"Annabeth, please tell us what's wrong.", Thalia said. Great. Just what I need.

That's when I lost it.

"You want to know what's wrong! Huh! Percy's gone! That's what's wrong! Everybody has their happy end! I'm just on the sidelines! I can't do this anymore! I want Percy back!", I yelled. Right then, I didn't care if I sounded like a six year old who wants his mom to buy him candy.

Rachel was still sitting in the Athena table, staring at me with a knowing look in her eyes.

Before they could say anything else, I shrugged Thalia's arm off my shoulder and ran as quickly as I can to my cabin.

I know it's wrong to do that. They were only trying to help me. But all I needed right then was peace and quiet and some time with myself. I needed to get my head on straight.

I opened the door of the Athena cabin and ran to my bunk. Then I dug through my posessions. I pulled out exactly what I wanted to see.

A picture of me and Percy. His arm was around my shoulder and I was doing the same. His other hand was making the peace sign. We both had smiles on our faces.

I couldn't help it. I cried and held the picture to my chest. I felt like I coudn't stop crying. My tears were dripping down my face and are falling to either the picture or the floor.

Fortunately I was able to stop. Unfortunately, I stopped because I heard a blood curling scream. So something bad may have happened. I put the picture in a safe place then I walked slowly to the door.

I opened it and gasped in terror at the sight in front of me.

There you go guys. Chap 2. I just wanted a chapter centered on how Annabeth is dealing with Percy's "death".

I'm also really sorry if Annabeth is OOC.

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Until next time.

-E.B.