(A/N: Okay guys, I've been thinking the concept of Chapter Seven so long. Anyway, here. ENJOY!)

CHAPTER 7: THE HIT

(MALCOLM'S POV)

It's 2:30 PM and I went outside to visit the people in the infirmary. I saw Percy Jackson and younger camper practicing something I don't care about. I began humming and I walked... The next thing I knew, I was soaked.

I marched to him angrily. "PERCY JACKSON! EXPLAIN!"

He looked at me. "Uh... I guess I'm out of control. Maybe my stretching was a bit... I dunno...That never happened. I only do it on purpose, but this time, I think it's an accident or something."

"PERCY, I NEARLY DIED!" I exclaimed. "My ears! My nose! AND IT WAS SO, SO SALTY!"

"Good thing it wasn't full blast though." he said. "Oh right, SORRY. And I didn't mean it."

"YOU BETTER NOT DO IT AGAIN!" I shouted so loud that it kinda scared the young camper (she's like seven?) because she walked away, crying and covering her ears. "Wait... full blast? So you mean there's a bigger one?"

"And stronger." he nodded. "It might even kill."

"Have you ever tried it?"

"Yeah, once. On purpose."

"On who? Is that person still alive?" I looked stupid. I hated it. I was supposed to be the son of Athena, the goddess of wisdom.

"Nope." He said and I gasped. "But he didn't die from the hit. A few months ago, he stabbed himself."

"Was he from camp?" I looked stupid, again. Mom would be so angry.

"Yep...but he turned to the bad side. Oh, you know him."

"Oh..." I knew who he blasted. "Luke?"

"Yeah."

"When did you blast him?"

"Like when I was twelve, I guess."

He began stretching, and I began walking again. He stopped stretching and his eyes widened. I'm not sure how I feel that... I was near the infirmary when I heard him shout, "MALCOLM! I ACCIDENTALLY TRIGGERED THE FULL BLAST!"

Without thinking, I ran as far as I can. I'm behind some bushes I haven't noticed earlier. Eh, guess the Demeter kids grew these. Anyway, I'm far from Percy and the infirmary.

Just then, Annabeth stepped out of the infirmary, just as the water was about to fall. "BETH, WATCH OUT!" I shouted. Too late.

She screamed and crashed to the doors of the infirmary (what a loud BANG!), unconscious and soaked.

"ANNABETH!" Percy screamed.

A woman dressed as a nurse peeked outside and saw Annabeth's unconscious (or maybe even dead) body. She gasped and returned inside. After seconds, two men went outside with a stretcher and carried her in.

I saw Percy ran to his cabin. I followed him quietly (he didn't know) but he shut the door. I can hear sobs and words like, will leave, suicide, leave, regret this and night. I knocked and he opened the door. The cabin was low, long and solid, with all the windows facing the sea. The outer walls are rough gray stone with pieces of seashell and coral and look like the bottom of the ocean floor. On the inside it has five empty bunk beds and the walls glow like abalone. There was a fountain in the middle and the fountain is made out of gray sea rock, has a fish that spouts the water from its mouth, and has a coral decoration. The bottom is filled with gold drachmas for Iris messages. There were also bronze Hippocampi on the ceiling, and a few underwater plants and corals on the window sills. I was so amazed I didn't see Percy wiping his face with a handkerchief.

"What?" his voice was shaky.

"Uh... what was I going to say again?"

"You listened to me! You! You! You!" I can see he was so angry at his self, he was also angry towards others.

"No! No! I just... I came to comfort you."

"You know nothing!" he said and began to shut the door. Luckily, when I banged it, he didn't shut it.

"Excuse me! I am the son of Athena." I snapped.

"I said, you know nothing about Annabeth and I!" he wants to shut the damn door again, so I banged it (again) and he said, "WHAT?"

"What is up with you?" I asked. "Anyway, I was the first one who knew at camp you had feelings for each other.

"Our status now."

"Yeah... she's angry at you, blah blah." I said. "Can I just come in?"

"Whatever." he opened the door wider.

"Thank you," I said. "Anyway... Percy Jackson, she is not dead! I mean, you never killed anyone with full blast right?"

"Bu...but... it results to months... be...be...being... unconscious!" he sobbed again.

"Hey, hey, hey." I said. "Annabeth is strong! She ran away like, seven, and she fought and killed monsters!"

He stopped sobbing but his eyes were red and puffy. "Right."

"And don't leave camp for the sake of Annabeth!"

"YEAH!"

"Don't even think about suiciding! It will ruin Annabeth. Trust me."

"Wai, wai, wait. I remembered. We're not even 'simpatico' at the moment. She will just get angrier."

"Apologize and forget about that!" I said as I left.

(Sorry for giving you guys short chapters! :((( ANYWAY, how about that? Is Annabeth dead, unconscious or what? And is Percy going to apologize already… or will he wait for Thursday, April Fools' Day? Tune in for the next chapter!)

Thanks for the reviews anyway!