Percy's P.O.V.

I didn't like what I saw at the top of the hill. AJ was lying on the ground with a spike sticking out of her calf, a spike sticking out of her forearm, and a huge gash on her shoulder that was leaking blood. She looked pale and her legs and wrist were bent at the wrong angle.

"Oh no." I muttered under my breath. "What happened?" I asked, but no one answered me.

"Somebody do something!" Said Grover who looked worried.

"Chiron is getting ambrosia and nectar." Said a husky, muscular, African American boy.

"Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods..." Grover started pacing and grabbed a tin can from some girls hand. He poured out the coke and ate the tin can nervously.

"Stop freaking out, Grover. She will be fine. Chiron will help her." Said a tall curly-haired, blonde girl. I knelt down next to AJ.

"We need to move her. We have to get inside the camp boundaries." Someone said.

"Annabeth, give Mrs. Jackson permission to enter camp." Grover said.

"I, Annabeth Chase, give you permission to enter camp." The blond girl said. Then Grover and I lifted AJ and carried her into the camp...thing.