Chapter 7

So, Reyna knew about my past. And she was the only one I told. I mean, like, the ONLY one. I didn't even tell Gwen. Reyna of all people, right? It was just that, once we got into the conversation I realized that the dreams had been scaring me. It was almost as if… if I didn't know my past then maybe I could make a new start. What if the person I'd been was some murderer. I'd much rather be a nice guy than that.

Reyna had looked all sad when I talked about Annabeth, and I couldn't help thinking that maybe, just maybe, Gwen had convinced her about liking me. That made me feel bad and then that made me angry that I felt bad. I didn't even know this girl… it wasn't like… Woah! De ja vuh!

Anyway, my status at camp had gone from bad to worse, especially with the guys. They all seemed pretty angry that I was only friends with the girls. (Which I only was, because they were angry) I could understand if they were their girlfriends, but in fact, all of them seemed to be single. So why did they care?
I laid back in my bed. I'd wasted enough of my night lost in thought. I'd only just fallen asleep when someone shook me. A girl someone. In my cabin! It only took me a second to figure out who it was.

"Reyna… what's going on? It's the middle of the night!"

"I know… sorry, but you're needed for patrol."
"Patrol? Excuse me? I thought the borders were supposed to keep monsters out!"

"Yah," she shrugged, "I thought so too."
"Wait a second, but they don't protect against demigods."
"Get dressed," Gwen barked, she'd stuck her head in. For a little person she had a big strong voice.

I pulled on pants and a tee shirt while Gwen and Reyna waited outside for me. Against the back wall of my closet was a sword rack. I took a long time choosing one, even though none of them felt right in my hands. Finally I made my way outside.

Gwen sighed, "Finally! What, were you doing your make-up or something?"

Reyna giggled, while I rolled my eyes. Wow, that girl sure had changed.

We made our way out into the woods, trying to be as quiet as possible.

"Ok, guys, lets split up," I suggested, "Reyna take the left flank, Gwen take right and I'll take middle."

Gwen raised her eyebrows, "Guess you must've done this before, huh?"

"I guess."
She nodded, "Whatever. Move out."
We split off and I walked toward what seemed to be the middle of the border. Either way it didn't look like much. I couldn't even see the boundary line. I thought they might have a electric fence or something, but no. I guess they just wanted it to look as natural as possible.

Finally I sat down on a log. It was a quiet night, with only crickets to keep me awake. I set down my sword and pulled out the pen from my pocket. It was an ongoing practical joke at camp to take the stupid ballpoint pen and stick it in my shorts pocket for the next day. I'd thrown it away about twenty times, but over and over again it reappeared. No one would admit to it either, which made me kind of angry because who knew who'd been rifling through my personal stuff?

I turned it over and over in my fingers. You know what would be a super sweet weapon? A poison pen! Where you click it and it squirts poison, you know? Actually… that would be a feasible weapon! Was that what this pen was? A trick to poison me?

I aimed the pen at a nearby log and clicked it and BLAM! I was holding a sick sword. Oh my god! Awesome! The pen had disappeared, but I noticed a button on the hilt that made me think that it could go back to a pen if I wanted it to. I stared at it for a minute or two, and then suddenly heard voices. Hastily I clicked the button and the pen shrank down again.

"Someone still practical joking you, Percy? With that pen?"
"Yah," I breathed, I couldn't believe that had just happened. I shook my head, "Well, have you guys found anything?" getting off the subject as quickly as possible.
"No," Reyna said, "But twenty rumors of a potential attack on camp couldn't all be wrong… could they?"
"I think," and I lowered my voice to whisper in her ear, "That it was Greeks."
"Well…" Gwen stifled a laugh behind her hand, "We know that ones not true."
"Gwen, come on!" Reyna said, enthusiastically "It could be."
"Uggh! I hope they don't pay you to be a daughter of Athena. The Greeks were annihilated years ago. Their civilization never lived."
"Oh," I looked down at the ground. It was wet. "Well, let's just keep looking."
Then suddenly I was standing on the bottom of an ocean, embedded in thick green sludge. I was staring at a beautiful blonde girl. Her lips were blue, and her skin deathly pale. Shocked, I thrust my hand upward and she shot up on a geyser, landing on the deck of a ship far above.

I blinked. The ground had stopped swaying and Reyna and Gwen were looking at me funny.

"You ok Percy?"

I nodded, "As good as I'll ever be."

They nodded and turned around, but I looked behind me. I couldn't help feeling like… like someone was watching.

This is a smaller chapter, but I definitely know where I'm going with this. I'm so excited to get there too:) Things are about to get really crazy for Percy! Otherwise though, I would really love some more comments. Thanks so much to the people who commented and story/author alerted already, but I really want some constructive criticism (other than my parents of course). This is my 7th chapter people:)

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