Hey again! Thanks for the reviews, story alerts, author alerts and adding the story to your favorite stories! I'd like the thank everyone for giving this story a chance, and especially to RawritzAmandaz for giving me ideas and motivation. Here's chapter two! Again, if you can, please, please review. I love the feedback I get, it helps me become a better writer! :P

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or any of the characters, Rick Riordan owns them. I have no idea what I own in this story…

Percy POV

I closed my eyes and thought of the cabins, the Big House, and the creek. Suddenly there was a loud WHOOSH and I was back at Camp.

Being back at camp made me feel like the war didn't happen, and that everyone was up and about doing their normal business.

Then I saw the mess.

The cabins were wrecked, and campers were over-flooding the infirmary. Fires were starting everywhere and what's left of the non-wounded campers were desperately trying to clean up the mess. Apollo himself was tending to the campers. He looked up and waved, and I waved back.

Everyone was staring at me now. One of them gasped and whispered something to another and soon they were all bowing. It seemed so weird, not being treated like a normal camper. Then again, I was a god now.

"Lord Perseus," one of them murmured, I think he was a child of Hephaestus, "Welcome back to camp."

"Just Percy," I told them.

"But we have to call you Lord," a child of Athena said, "You're a god now, remember?"

They were right, I was a god now.

I slowly made my way towards the Infirmary, ignoring bows and occasionally some "Lord Perseus" from the formal campers. I wished everyone would just quit it with the staring, it got on my nerves.

When I finally made it to the Infirmary, Apollo yelled, "Yo, Percy!" Everyone was staring again.

Great, I thought. Way to help me keep a low-profile, Apollo.

"Hey," I said. I looked at the person he was mending to. He was a son of Ares, I could remember him from the first time I played Capture the Flag. "How's everyone doing?"

"It's alright," Apollo replied, "We need more ambrosia and nectar. Other than that, we are doing pretty well. I think I have another haiku!"

"No more haikus," the child of Ares muttered. I agreed with him.

Apollo sighed then said, "Fine. I'll have another one tomorrow!"

I rolled my eyes and helped Apollo put some campers in casts.

"Thanks Percy," Apollo said, "You should help with taking out those fires."

I nodded and made my way towards the creek. I sighed as I saw how many fires there were around camp. There were five fires all spread out, mainly near the North Woods and Zeus' Fist. The campers who were trying to extinguish the fires did their best but the dry air wasn't helping them so much. One of the campers saw me and gave me a grateful look, I smiled back.

"Lord Perseus!" the camper exclaimed, "Thank you for helping us."

"No problem," I replied, "Do you think the damage will be bad?"

"Probably, at least the fire wasn't near the cabins."

I nodded and proceeded towards the fire. The campers backed away from me and hurried to the next fire. I concentrated on the river, imagining it moving towards the fire. Suddenly there was a big splash and the fire was gone. I stood there and smiled at my work, until I heard a high-pitched scream.

"SEAWEED BRAIN!"

I turned to where the scream had come from and found myself looking at a very pissed-off Annabeth. She was soaking wet.

"Hey Annabeth," I said nervously, "Why are you soaking wet?"

"Really Percy? Really? Do I really have to explain?" I could feel that she was not in the mood to talk to me.

"No," I said. "Just trying to calm things down?" The last part came out as a question.

"Look Percy, I'm not in the mood to talk so could you please go away?"

"Annabeth," I sighed, "I'm sorry for choosing to be a god—"

She cut me off, "Percy, I'm not mad at you."

"Really? You're not mad?" I was shocked, the last few hours I was thinking Annabeth would be mad.

"Yes, I learned to ignore the fact that you chose god-hood over me. Percy I thought we could have had something, but I guess that won't be happening." She looked like she wanted to cry again.

"Annabeth, I—I" It was too late; she walked away, shaking her head at what she just said.

I started to follow her but then someone put a hand on my shoulder, holding me back. I turned around, only to be faced by Annabeth's mother herself, Athena.

"Lady Athena," I said nervously, "What brings you here?"

"Perseus, I heard you were visiting my daughter," she replied. "I had to come and tell you to separate, but I guess I am not needed."

"Well, you're right. You're not needed here, if you excuse me I'll be going to my father's palace," I said.

"Very well Perseus, but if I see you trying to 'make a move' on my daughter again, the consequences won't be friendly." She began to transform into her true form, and then disappeared, leaving me standing there like an idiot.

I stood there for a long time, wondering if I should go catch up to Annabeth, or help out with taking out the fires, or help out underwater in my dad's palace. I went with helping extinguish the fire; I needed some time to think things through.

I walked from fire to fire, carefully extinguishing them without getting someone soaking wet, until they were all gone, leaving burnt marks on the grass. Soon I was making my way towards the Infirmary again. Apollo was still there, tending to a daughter of Demeter. I walked over to him, asking if he needed any help, but he just shook his head.

He told me that I should go help out at my father's palace, I nodded in agreement, but I still needed time to think. So far during my so-called thinking time taking out the fires, I didn't do any thinking.

Then I thought of it. I would visit Calypso.

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