Percy P.O.V.
"Annabeth?" Luke whispered. Oh, hell no. This dude is supposed to be dead. There's a freaking metal rod through his throat! Nobody can survive that.
Annabeth immediately pushed me away, which I found a tad bit rude, and looked into the car. She didn't look sad anymore. She just looked plain confused.
"Luke?" She said back to him. I slowly got up and went to Annabeth's side. Luke was sitting there, his eyes wide open, the metal in his neck, and lots of his blood everywhere.
"Annabeth… what happened?" He asked her. He slowly tried to get up, and finally noticed there was something sliced through his neck. He then… pulled it out. Yuck. Now there was a huge bloody gap in his neck.
"Luke… doesn't that hurt at all?" Annabeth asked.
Luke shook his head. "No…"
Wow. This dude had to be a zombie. And now something freakier was happening. The hole in his neck was slowly closing. Annabeth gasped, and Luke just looked like a five year old that woke up from a nap.
"What the…" I said. He lifted his hand to touch his throat, but it was normal now. Not even a scar was left behind. Nothing.
"Luke… how did you do that?" Annabeth said. He looked around, and got out of the broken car.
"I-I don't know…" He said, his voice perfectly fine. I mean, you would expect that when something goes through your throat, you would at least talk a little hoarsely, but no.
"Dude, coming back from the dead, two times? That takes some skills…" I said. Annabeth turned around and glared at me, and I looked away.
"Luke, you're seriously supposed to be dead now. What just happened is not normal." Annabeth said. Luke nodded.
"Yeah… not normal…" He murmured. Annabeth stood up, slowly limping over to Luke, and touched the area that the metal rod had gone through.
"You don't even have any scars… this is not logical…" She whispered. Luke slowly took hold of her hand.
"Annie, we can think about this later. But you and Percy need some help. Do you have your phone with you?" He said. Now that Luke mentioned it, I was starting to feel a bit woozy from blood loss.
Annabeth swallowed, and put her hand into her coat pocket, pulling out… what used to be a phone.
"I don't think that will help that much…" I said. Annabeth nodded.
"We have to walk down the road until we find an emergency telephone box." She said, her expression going into serious mode again.
The bad thing was that we were on a road that looked pretty deserted. It would take us hours to find a telephone box. But I didn't say anything, because it would probably make Annabeth more upset.
After 10 minutes of walking,(Well, limping actually) I heard an engine. It was a car coming down the road! "Annabeth, we can ask the person to give us a lift!" I said to her. She turned around and studied the car that was getting closer and closer. She nodded, and took out her gun.
"Woah, I didn't say shoot the guy!" I yelled. She just rolled her eyes and loaded it.
"Just in case it's some weird rapist pscycho." She muttered. She got in the middle of the road and waved her arms, and the car slowly stopped near us. She was about to talk with the person inside, but Luke pulled her back.
"I'll handle this sweetheart." I could tell Annabeth was NOT happy about that, but she didn't say anything.
Luke walked over to the car, and knocked on the window. The person rolled the windows down. It was a woman, a very pretty woman in fact. She had choppy black hair, and electric blue eyes. There was a song that suspiciously sounded like AC/DC playing.
"Yeah?" She said, eyeing Luke. Luke cleared his throat, and looked into the car.
"Excuse me Ma'am, but I'm from the county police, and me and my colleagues here got into an accident up the road. Do you mind taking us to the hospital?" He said. She looked over at Luke, and then at Annabeth and I. I don't know why we had to be from the county police, but I didn't say anything.
"Can I see a badge or something?" She asked. She didn't believe us. Great.
Luke turned around and looked at Annabeth. She nodded, and took out her identification. She threw it at Luke, and he caught it.
"There's you're badge ma'am. Now please, my colleagues are hurt." He said. She still looked suspicious, but finally agreed.
"Get in." She said. I heard the car doors unlock.
Luke opened the back car door, and helped Annabeth inside. He ushered me over, and I clambered in the sleek, black, shiny car. Lastly, Luke slid in, closing the car door. And of course, I was squished in the middle.
"Where's your car?" She asked as she drove.
"It'll be coming up now or so." Luke answered.
She kept on driving, but the car wasn't there. It was gone. Like nothing had even happened. There wasn't even glass shards on the road.
"I don't see it…" she said. I glanced over at Annabeth, who's mouth was agape, staring out the window. Where did the car go? This was getting real creepy…
"What the hell…?" I heard Luke say. "You know what, just drive us to the nearest motel." he muttered.
"Are you sure? Your friends look pretty hurt." She said, eyeing Annabeth and I.
"Yeah…yeah, I'm sure." he mumbled. Annabeth snapped her head to the side, giving Luke a what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you-I'm-hurt look.
"I'll tell you later." he whispered to her. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
What was wrong with him? Unfortunately, we're not all like him, and we can't magically heal ourselves. At least my wound wasn't bleeding anymore.
"I'm Thalia by the way." she said. "Just Thalia."
"I'm Adam. And these two are Dean and… Allison." Luke said. Why did he get to choose our fake names? I didn't want to be Dean… Next time we have to make up fake names, I'm calling him Paco. Let's see how he likes it.
After about 20 minutes of being squished in between Luke and Annabeth, we finally arrived at a cheap motel.
"Call me if you need anything." Thalia said, writing her number on Luke's arm with black marker. I glanced over at Annabeth, who was biting her cheek and glaring at Thalia.
"Someone's jealous." I whispered to Annabeth in a sing-song voice.
"Shut up. I'm not jealous." she said.
"Sure…"
"You're helpless."
Luke walked over to us after Thalia had driven away.
"She gave us $50. Two of us can share a room, and one person can sleep alone." he said. Hmm… I wonder who's gonna be sleeping alone… oh, that's right, me.
"Good. I'm sleeping alone. You and Percy can share a room. I need some time to myself. " She grabbed $20 from Luke's hand, and stormed off into the motel.
Luke just stood there dumbfounded. I tried to not laugh… but didn't really succeed.
I took the remaining money from Luke's hand, and started walking towards the motel. I entered, and a weird smell greeted me. I don't even want to know what it was. The walls were dirty, with the brown paint chipping off. It was really dusty, and very dim.
There was a kid standing at the "desk", if you can even call it that, texting. He had gelled up blonde hair, and looked about 16 years old.
"One king or two queens?" he asked me, without even looking up from his phone.
"Uh, two queens." I surely was not going to share a bed with Luke.
He looked up and glanced at me, and then at Luke, who had got over his shock, and was sitting in a chair in the lobby. "You sure about that?" he asked me. Wait a minute… was he implying that…
"Ew dude no, we're… uh... brothers!" I exclaimed. Oh god. Now I have weird images stuck in my head.
"Sure you are…" The boy said, while giving me the key to the room. I glared at him, turned around, and guided Luke out the door. "Don't be too loud!" The boy yelled.
Stupid kid. Seriously, I have nothing against homosexual people. It's just… me and Luke? Ew.
"Wait…did that kid think that we were… umm-"
"Yes. Don't talk about it."
I unlocked the creaky door of the motel, and plopped down on one of the beds. Depending on what I heard, Luke did the same.
"Man, am I tired." Luke said.
"Me too…" I mumbled. Before I could drift off into LaLa Land, Annabeth waltzed into the room, carrying a first aid kit.
"You two should really close the door. Don't want anyone walking in on your secret affair, now do you?" She said, slamming the door shut.
I got up and glared at her. "Oh ha ha."
"My room is right next to the lobby. And the walls are thin." She said, while smirking.
Hope you liked this chapter! It was still Percy's P.O.V this time because I found it easier to write. But next chapter will be in Annabeth's P.O.V. And just if you're wondering, this is definitley not the last time we'll see Thalia! Please review!