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On with the story! This chapter will be Piper and Reyna, as chosen by the box last night. And next chapter will be….Leo! Yay! I haven't done a Leo chapter yet. Well, not a significant one. There was a little snippet in the sad chapter, but this one will be good. I might even start his mini plot in this one (: YAY. The second character will be…Oops I picked two. Oh, well. New one! Chiron! Percy Reyna and Piper are going back in. Leo and Chiron are out. Chiron's will be sad. Sorry.

Let's see what Piper is up to…

Piper :

I didn't know which was worse, the fact that we didn't have a game plan or the fact that my best friend was slowly delving into hysteria.

I noticed it a couple days ago. Jason and I were cleaning the deck when I was hit with an absolutely horrible migraine. I almost fell down, that's how bad it was. I could tell it was Annabeth's but I didn't know how it got that bad that fast. Usually they are gradual and I'm always able to take Advil or something before they get that bad. Piper could feel Annabeth curled up in a ball on a couch or a bed. I could feel her moan inside my head, but I didn't dare say anything. I just put on my game face and continued to sweep. Waves of pain started to come and I couldn't take it anymore.

"Jason, I have a headache and I think I'm going to go lie down," I managed to choke out. Jason looked up at me. He had a sympathetic look in his eyes. He nodded.

"Of course. Do you want me to go with you?" He asked, being polite as ever.

"No," I answered a little too quickly. He got a hurt look in his eyes, but I didn't really pay it any attention. I propped my broom up against the wall and half- ran, half-walked to my bedroom.

I slowly sat down on my bed after I locked my door and tried to focus into Annabeth's head. I tried to focus on where she was. I discovered that if I kept my eyes open and if I concentrated hard enough, I could kind of transport myself to where she was. I was really vague and foggy; you could still see my desk in the corner of the room and my bed behind me. They were almost like ghost images. My hand would pass through it if I tried to touch it. But it wouldn't do that to Annabeth. She was solid like I was. It was kind of like a dream with the gods. We were the only solid ones and we couldn't exactly focus on anything around us.

I walked over to Annabeth and knelt down next to her. She was curled up into a ball and her eyes were squeezed shut. I sympathetically started to rub her shoulder.

When we first did this, I was surprised to see how weak she was. I always knew she was hiding her feelings and not showing any emotion because she a leader, but it really made me wonder if this was what she would be like if she let her guard down. Would she be this small and insignificant? It felt like she was getting smaller and smaller every day to me. She used to be very tall and athletic, but now she just seemed small. I knew she wasn't eating, but that's because she was in a weird place. She wasn't dead, but she definitely wasn't alive. Plus, what was going on inside her head didn't exactly give her an appetite.

I could see everything she saw, hallucination or not. See, Leila did something to her that made her see things. Horrific, awful things that I couldn't even repeat. It happened every time Annabeth thought about one of her friends or her family, so Annabeth tried not to think about them. It didn't happen whenever I was thought of, though. Annabeth thought that maybe it was because their brains were connected in some way that it didn't work. But then Annabeth started hyperventilating because something started to chase her. But, she was just sitting on the couch. I stayed with her, of course, but after she fell asleep, I left to think about what I had just seen.

Also, whenever someone thought about her, she got a splitting headaches and the hallucinations started again. These hallucinations, though, were the person who thought of her and started to do things to her. MY guess was that Leila did this to her to freak Annabeth out about everybody and stay on her side. I had to reassure her every single time that the Greeks were the good guys.

It would help tremendously if Percy stopped thinking about her. Once Percy realizes that she's alive, it's going to take a toll on their relationship. As of now, Annabeth doesn't want anything to do with Percy or Jason or Leo. They all want revenge, and are keen on relating everything back to figuring out how Annabeth died. Finding her killer is on the forefront of their mind. It's on my mind too, but I needed to focus on keeping Annabeth sane.

Annabeth started to calm down. She opened her eyes and looked at me. Her eyes were their normal color, so that was good and caused me to relax some. Annabeth sat up and looked at me quizzically.

"What?" I asked.

"Did you tell them?" She whispered, referring to the others' ignorance of Annabeth being alive.

"No, and I told you, I'm not going to," I said calmly. Annabeth narrowed her eyes and looked down. I sighed and moved myself into a sitting position. I found that f I was always below eyelevel to Annabeth, she would calm down a little and wouldn't feel threatened.

"I still think they should know," She mumbled. I sighed. Every time we met with each other we had this argument.

"Annabeth, I want them to know, too, but I think it will just cause more pain for you. They'll think about you more," I told her gently. Annabeth nodded and looked down at her hands.

"Did you find anything out about Leila from Tony?" I asked her. Tony was assigned to guard her. Though Annabeth didn't do much of anything besides trying to keep her head on, she could still be a potential threat. But, judging by how things are progressing, Annabeth isn't going to be fighting anybody anytime soon.

"No. Do you know where Leila even is?" Annabeth asked. Uh-oh. I didn't want her to know that she was currently tricking Percy into making him believe she's a good guy.

Suddenly, something exploded behind me. My head whirled around to see my desk shattering into a million pieces. Annabeth stepped off of the couch. I quickly scrambled to my feet and held my hands out in surrender. I somehow forgot that Annabeth now has a super brain and can make other things explode with it. I also somehow forgot she could read other peoples' minds when she wanted to. Annabeth's eyes started to glow and unnatural silver. Crap.

"She's with Percy?" Annabeth snarled. Her hands curled into balls and the lamps started to explode one by one. Soon they were in darkness and I couldn't see a damned thing.

"Annabeth, calm down, we're working on it," I said soothingly.

"You're working on it?" She spat. "No you aren't. You aren't doing anything." I vaguely heard someone call my name. Great. Someone was looking for me on the ship.

"There's not much we can do, Annabeth. He's in Tartarus," I said. I felt myself back into a wall. That's good. Now I'm not standing in plain sight for Annabeth. Two balls of silver light started to form in her hands. Crap. She has power of lightning and fire and energy, too. She's like a super demigod. They started to fly towards me. I ducked at the last second. The two little balls blew a hole in the wall big enough for the Hulk to walk through. I could see Annabeth clearly now. She was walking towards me. She thrust her hands out as if to attack me, but I blocked them with my own. She looked pissed. I heard a knock on my door.

"Annabeth. We are trying as hard as we can," I told her. Annabeth's eyes started to flicker. She could sense someone from the ship. But she didn't stop, she just pressed harder/

"Try harder," She said, her voice breaking. Suddenly I was thrust back into my bedroom. My desk was fine. There was no hole in the wall. I straightened my hair and my clothes.

"Piper! You in there?" It was Leo. I calmly walked over to the door. I unlicked it and opened it.

"Hey Leo. What's up?"

"Dinner," Leo said. HE was practically jumping up and down. "I made you tofu tacos and they taste pretty good if I don't say so myself." I laughed.

"Okay. I'll be there in a few." Leo nodded enthusiastically and walked away. I sighed and flopped down onto my bed. I was ready for a nap. Talking to Annabeth was like dealing with three year old. Except when this three old threw a temper tantrum, buildings were destroyed and things were blown up.

Sorry. It was Annabeth. And she sounded like she felt really bad. Her voice was very quiet and weak.

It's okay.

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