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Chapter Eight

Luke POV(Kronos in bold, Luke normal)

"You have failed my time and time again, Luke."

"Master, I crave your pardon. I will do better."

"You think I still trust you after that fiasco? You are a weakling, not a worthy offspring of the gods."

"Master, I shall bring you Percy Jackson. I know how to make him cooperate with us"

"The girl again? You are very fortunate to have her."

No-ones POV

Location: Beach somewhere in Long island.

About 12:40am

Percy swung Riptide, slicing the air with a hissing sound. He concentrated really hard, manipulating the water vapor in the air and forcibly brought it together to follow the trajectory of his blade. A wide arc of water sprung from his blade, smashing into the tree on the beach and slicing it clean in half.

Astonished with his success, Percy stared wide-eyed at the stump.

"I did that?" he pondered aloud.

"Yes you did, my dear" an enchanting voice lilted.

Percy felt two arms wrap themselves around his neck and a head rest on his shoulders from behind. Surprised, he jumped, which resulted in his shoulder hitting a chin.

"I'm so sorry!" Percy stuttered, flustered. He turned around to see Andromeda rubbing her chin and glaring at him.

"Are you alright? I'm really sorry!" Percy bent to examine her chin, but before he could react, she pulled him by the waist and their lips met.

He felt her cool lips moving with his, her tongue coaxing his lips to part.

Immediately, he flushed and pulled away.

"I can't do this..." he thought, "I love Annabeth!"

Then, a snide voice said in his head, "But she doesn't love you!"

Percy stared at Andromeda, and was surprised to see tears flowing down her cheeks, her beautiful eyes full of hurt.

"I'm so sorry, Perseus. I thought you liked me…" she said.

"If Annabeth doesn't love me, I have to move on..." he thought.

"I do Andromeda. I do like you…" he almost purred, and pulled her into a kiss that was much more passionate than before. Surprised, she responded to him, parting her lips to admit his tongue. His hand curled around her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. It was awhile before they broke apart, staring into each other's eyes.

Groaning, he said, "This isn't right… you are a immortal Nereid and I am a mortal hero…This won't end well…"

"Hush now… I will make you feel alright…" she said in seductive tones, pressing her cool lips to his again. Overwhelmed by the sweetness of her kiss, he did not protest, and stood there in passionate embrace under the millions of stars that lit up the night sky,