Hi everyone. Well, it seems that you all seem to think that the same person is the traitor. Just a hint, it's not that person. Hehe

Luke's POV

"They're heading for Ogygia, sir." My informant said.

I stared through the Iris message A/N: There wasn't anything else I could use, so meh. at the mystery person concealed in the shadows. I didn't know the person's identity, because we'd agreed that if I got captured, it was best if I didn't know who the spy was. I'd promised him complete safety for his information.

"Ogygia? You mean Calypso's island?"

The spy nodded.

"Uh, Ogygia doesn't exist. It's just a fairytale."

"No, it is real. Percy Jackson has found it before, and I was there. It is real." He insisted.

I frowned, tapping my fingers against the desk. Ogygia. No way had Percy found it. "How do I get there?" I demanded.

"I'm sorry sir. I don't know. Only the goddess inhabiting the island can let you in. I've heard she only lets the good of heart enter."

I almost burst into laughter, resisting the almost uncontrollable urge to say Then why the hell did she let Perseus Jackson in, he's a pirate for God's sake! "Find a way to get me on that island."

My informant nodded, and swept his hand through the mist, severing the connection.

Percy's POV

I raised my sword to block Annabeth's strike. The gleaming bronze metal rang as it clashed with her dagger.

Annabeth had gotten much better at handing the knife. She'd always been good for a beginner, but she was improving fast, becoming more swift and crafty in her strikes. She was discovering the weakest spots in a man's armour, getting in under the strongest strikes. She was good, but she still couldn't beat me.

"Come on, Annabeth! IS that all you've you got?" I taunted.

Her grey eyes flashed murderously and she swung at my feet. I stepped back, stabbing at her chest. Annabeth yelped in surprise, and moved to block me. Just as she moved to get out of the way, I lifted the blade higher, and Riptide's tip settled at her neck.

Annabeth froze, panting hard. With an frustrated sigh, she stepped away, knowing that she was beaten. Again. "It's not very fair, Percy, me versus you." She complained.

I laughed. "Aw. It wouldn't be training if I was your match, it would only be practise."

"What's the difference."

"You know the difference. You're far from stupid." I slid Riptide back into its sheath.

My thoughts drifted, taking me from reality.

"You know I would do anything to protect you." I said.

The beautiful blonde in my arms smiled, and her happiness seemed to light up the room like a thousands star. No, more beautiful than the stars. "I would do anything to be with you."

"Would that include dying, Miss Chase?" A voice sneered.

Suddenly, pain burst through my body, making my suck in a breath. I started at my chest, crumpling at the sight of the sword sticking out from my skin. I'd been stabbed from behind, run all the way through.

Annabeth screamed in sheer terror and sadness. She took me in her arms as I fell to the floor, sobbing and stroking my black.

"Percy, percy please no. Don't you dare die on me, don't you dare die." She whispered. Then she looked up to glare at Luke.

There was a satisfied expression on his face. After taking one last look at my dying body, he turned and left.

Only then did Annabeth burst into tears. She pulled my close to her, holding my head against her collarbone and burying her face in my hair. Her tears splashed onto my shoulder, soaking through my shirt.

"Annabeth... I," My voice broke off in a fit of coughing and Annabeth pulled back to look into my eyes.

"Shush, don't speak Percy. Please just stay with me, hold on." She pleaded, kissing my sweating forehead.

I chocked out the words, "I love you, Annabeth," as I drew my last breath.

"Percy? Percy! PERCY!" A frantic voice broke me from my reverie.

My eyes fluttered open. Hang on, since when were my eyes shut? Since when was I on the floor? I wondered, becoming aware of my surroundings. "Uh, Annabeth? What happened?"

"I don't know?" She said, leaning over me and sweeping my air away from my face. "You just collapsed."

Collapsed? "No, I didn't I was just..." I stopped. No, I couldn't... that wasn't...

"Percy? Are you okay?" Annabeth's voice was full of concern.

"No. I'm not." I scrambled to my feet and grabbed Annabeth's hand, pulling her after me.

"Hey! What are you doing?" She protested, but she didn't pull her hand away.

I dragged her to my cabin and shut the door.

"Annabeth, I-I had one of those dreams." I said once I was sure that no one was listening.

Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "You did? What did you see?"

"Well, I died." I replied.

Her eyes widened. She sat down on my bed, resting her chin on her hand as she thought. I sat at my desk tapping my fingers on the wood.

"What does it mean?" She asked.

I didn't know how to answer her. What did it mean.

Annabeth's POV

"Annabeth." A voice whispered to me.

It wasn't the voice I'd thought it was. It was a woman's voice, soft and beautiful.

"Annabeth you are in danger. There is a spy among you, one who works for your enemy." She said.

I searched the mist that surrounded me, looking for the woman. I could see a distant silhouette of a young woman, maybe my age. "Who are you?"

"I am a friend." She answered. "You must know who you can trust. even people you think you know may betray you."

"Who can I trust." I demanded.

The woman laughed. "I can't tell you that Annabeth. But when you arrive at your destination, be ready for anything."

Then she disappeared.

Sorry, bad chapter. But, review anyways? ;)