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I rushed out the door, not bothering to shut it behind me, and ran out into the cold night air. I stopped at the driveway and looked frantically left and right. I was almost tempted to give up, thinking that Luke was probably running as far away as he could. Then I saw Luke walking down the left sidewalk toward the street.
I growled at myself as I ran after him; I knew Luke was vengeful, and I couldn't stand the thought of what he would do if he took whatever Sophia said to him as a personal threat.
Luckily or not, I was faster than Luke, and caught up to him. He was either ignorant or deaf because he hadn't looked around to see who was following him.
I clasped my hand around Luke's shoulder and forced him to turn around.
Bad mistake.
Luke turned with me, and I saw that look again; glowing golden eyes staring angrily at me. I don't know why they were gold, Kronos was gone, and back then, he was the reason why Luke's eyes turned bullion. Luke had a very angry expression on his face, and his eyes intensified it.
"Luke," I said, trying my best to ignore his hatred gaze, "What's gotten into you?"
"K-Kronos." Luke stuttered.
"What?" I asked, alarmed.
"He's trying to take revenge." He said rapidly. "Do something."
I had no idea what I was supposed to do at a time like that, so I did the only thing I figured I could: I backhanded Luke across the face.
Luke grunted and looked back at me, clearly annoyed. But, his eyes were blue, and back to normal, so I figured I'd done something right.
Taking our time to walk back to my house didn't take too long, but along the way, I did figure out that Kronos had tried to overcome Luke in revenge for throwing him back in Tartarus, or wherever he went to, but he apparently wasn't strong enough and his spirit left, or if Luke came into contact with anything; like for instance slamming his head against a wall, the essence would leave and try again later.
We walked through the front door of my house, and immediately, something felt wrong. I motioned for Luke to be quiet so I could hear better; he breathed like Darth Vader.
I listened closely, and heard a noise coming from upstairs. I sounded like Annabeth was having a conversation with someone. I figured she was just on the phone and was about to drop the subject, but then I heard another voice; another female.
I told Luke to stay put, and walked as quietly as I could up the stairs. I got to Annabeth's office, and stopped, pressing my ear against the wood.
The conversation kept going, and I heard both the voices in the room laugh; one was Annabeth's, one wasn't, but it was so familiar.
I don't know why I didn't do it in the first place, but I knocked on the door. The noise stopped, and then, my wife's voice: "Come in."
I opened the door, and was greeted by two smiling faces. Annabeth had put on a white long sleeved shirt, with blue khakis and her blonde hair pulled up in a ponytail.
The other person in the room was almost completely different: She wore a silver ski parka, black jeans, and black tennis shoes. She had black, spiky hair and electric blue eyes. Her face had gotten a bit tanner since the last time I'd saw it, and she'd seemed to gain a few more freckles across the bridge of her nose. She looked almost sixteen, but I knew she was really thirty-six.
"Hi Percy." Thalia said.
"Hey Thalia," I said, still dumbfounded that she was here.
She grinned, "Surprised?" she asked.
I nodded.
"Well, Artemis let me take the day off."
"A day off from the Hunt?" I asked. I never figured they got days off except to go on quests.
"For killing the Caucasus Eagle." She said.
"The what?" I asked.
"It was the bird that kept ripping out Prometheus' liver when he was in chains up in the Caucasus mountains in Russia."
"Oh." I said.
"Yeah," Thalia said, "Even Artemis was missing her shot."
"So how'd you kill it?" I asked.
"Blasted it with lightning."
"Ah." I said, "So, Thalia, have you met our daughter, Sophia?"
Thalia nodded, "Yep, she was in here just a few minutes ago."
A few minutes ago? I was only gone for five minutes.
Annabeth shook her head, like she was some kind of physic mind reader. "You were gone about fifteen minutes."
"How?" I asked
"Just drop the subject Seaweed Brain." Annabeth said.
I took it she hasn't discussed to Thalia about our 'visitor.'
"So where are you heading off to next?" I asked.
"Dunno." Thalia said, getting up from her black leather chair, "Probably Camp Half-Blood, you know, stare at my tree, see if anyone's still around."
"Chiron will be." Annabeth said.
"So," Thalia asked. "Why isn't Sophia at Camp?"
I knew it was a question everyone wanted answered, but I didn't know how to put it.
"Best we can figure, she can't." I said, "Annabeth says that she's not technically a half-blood, seeing as both her parents are mortal. And besides, she hasn't attracted any monsters."
Thalia only nodded, "You know, you could have changed that."
"Changed what?" I asked.
"Her not being a half-blood." She said.
I stared at my wife. "There's always a downside to immortality." I said.
Thalia looked down. She knew what I was talking about. Having to stay ageless, meant watching everyone you ever cared for die; either of old age or some agonizing death. That was one of the two reasons I didn't choose to become a god when I was offered it by Zeus, Thalia's father, the other being losing Annabeth.
Thalia motioned a yawn. "Well, I'd better get going."
Both Annabeth and I smiled. "Alright. See you later."
As she walked back downstairs, Annabeth and I followed.
As it turns out, I had completely forgotten that Luke was here until it was too late.
Thalia spotted him. She drew her bow and yelled.
Luke turned around from the couch, a surprised shock on his face.
Then Thalia drew an arrow from her quiver, noched it, and let fly.
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