Percy raced through the strawberry fields, sending strawberries flying everywhere, the outraged calls of the satyrs following him.
His guilty thoughts plagued him while he ran.
What about Annabeth?
She was so un-sympathetic about everything!
But we went to hell and back together.
So what?
The very thought of 'so what?' sent a chill through him, and he stumbled and fell.
When he got up, he noticed that he had found his way into the forest.
Percy walked over to the edge of the forest ands saw a miniature Annabeth slowly walking from his cabin, her arms folded and shoulders shaking.
He realized with a start that she was crying.
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Annabeth walked to he cabin, sobbing.
How could he do this do me?
Why did he leave?
Has he really gone mad?
She heard footsteps behind her.
"Annabeth?"
"P-piper?"
"Annabeth, what's wrong? Percy didn't break up with you, did he? Cause if he did he is going to wish he wasn't born"
"No" Annabeth hiccoughed, "But…he left"
"Why?"
"I think he-I don't know"
"Annabeth" Piper put her hand on Annabeth's shoulder, "Talk to me"
"Ok" Annabeth sniffed, "S-so the battle just ended and P-percy…he had just murdered Octavian – accidentally o-of course – and he was r-really worked up about it. W-we went back to camp and he was still c-consumed in what he had done, so I told him a-about everyone e-else and he seemed to calm down a bit, but I went to visit him about 10 minutes later, and he was g-gone."
"Oh, Annabeth" Piper said, giving her a hug, "what do you think you should do?"
Annabeth looked out at the forest.
"Find him"
P-E-R-C-A-B-E-T-H
Percy had seen Piper and Annabeth talking, and when he saw Annabeth look at the forest he was in, he knew it was time to leave.
Weighing his options, he saw that he had two: run through the forest and fight off every monster he came across until his reached the barrier, or run right through all of the cabins to the 'official' entrance.
He was feeling reckless. So into the forest he went.
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