Chapter 18: Alternate ending

wow, i just realised i'm up to chapter 18! This chapter is meant to show a little of Thalias feelings, i hope you enjoy. we have the 50th review winner! and soon i will open up another competition for you guys to enjoy. I have many an exciting ideas for you to read :D please review it gets me updating faster!

Disclaimer: i hardly believe any of you think i'm Rick due to my crappy writing skills xDD

You know that feeling when time slows down but not because it's an amazingly happy moment you might want to save but such a horribly terrible moment were you just want to say, you know what? Let someone else deal with it. She had stumbled in on a musty room that was filled with the smell of sweat, after all her quests she was used to it but in the dimly lit room with all her plans falling around her like the throne room of Olympus after the titan war Thalia just felt an overwhelming feeling of unclean.

"Help!" she called out and her scuffed trainers tripped over the doorway, luckily years of training meant she was fast enough to steady the frozen figure of her friend and herself, she was pretty certain Jasper wouldn't appreciate face palming the floor.

"I found him like this," she gestured with her free hand and part of her realised how out of shape she was and decided to skip pudding that evening.

Rachel shot up with a look of alarm on her face and moved to help; Bianca however, looked as if she had seen a ghost.

A cry from the end of the room kicked her back into the present from where she was considering everything that could have gone wrong while she was out. Percy lurched into a horrible position, his face stretched in agony.

Thalia knew what was happening. She didn't want to but she did, why in Hades couldn't she have made the connection before? Her dream last night was trying to tell her something.

She was standing atop of Half-blood Hill, the storm ruffling her dark locks as she glared at the monsters threatening the life of her friends. She was the cause of all the monsters mercilessly hunting them and she refused to let them beat her.

Thalia crouched and a low growl tore from her throat as her bloodied hands clutched was no more running, no more hiding. These monsters were going to meet an acquaintance of hers- the one that has been following her for weeks- Hell.

"Get into camp." Her head whipped round to see Luke trying to hold his sword with his twisted wrist and the seven year old Annabeth with her knife, they both looked determined but Thalia refused to be messed with. They were not going to die for her.

Her injured leg kept releasing fresh pain as the rain ran through her hair and forced it to lash across her cut face. She lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear "Now."

Thalia had made a mistake. Her back was turned on the army of monsters too long, one Cyclops broke free of the crowd waiting to see what to do from their leader- the minotaur- and charged into her, knocking her backwards so she landed on her side, crushing her sword arm underneath her.

The rain mingled with the tears on her cheeks but the only thing she could hear was the faint yelling of someone under the monstrous roaring of the storm around her, she felt like she was being swallowed up but at least to her relief she saw Luke trying to push Annabeth over the borders.

But something was wrong. Every time Luke tried to get the silly girl over the line she just got pushed back by some invisible force field. Luke attempted to get across to, much to the amusement of the monsters.

That's why they haven't attacked Thalia thought they knew we've come to a dead end she grimaced and tried to yell out and warn the others but a violent kick to the chest had her sprawling again, gods of Olympus why did she have to be so weak?

The monsters were closing in and she had a kind of out of body experience, she felt the blood pounding through her ears and despite the pain she was feeling she saw herself manage to get up and dodge most of the blows by the monsters and run to were her friends stood cowering under the shadow of the Minotaur.

Thalia went into overdrive, slashing and hacking the limbs of all of the monsters that had the nerve to even think about challenging her. In her fury she didn't see what was going on behind her.

Only till the roar in her ears died down and the few remaining monsters were starting to scatter did she look around. All of the blood drained from her face as she saw the still warm corpses of Luke and Annabeth lying just outside the barriers of camp, the camp that should have let them in and protected them. Now her friends were dead and all of the hacking she did didn't change that.

She was almost relieved when she felt the claws rake her back, at least now she could apologise to them in the underworld- a sharp exhale of relief shuddered through her body and the vision faded into darkness.

She had been unable to save her friends, they had died and been rejected from everyone that could have cared for them.

The air rippled above Percy, so faint you could have missed it if you didn't have a hawk's vision like Thalia. A claw appeared and was thrust as quick as lightening down into her friends chest.

He spat "Kamchatka." Before his eyes flew open, revealing how deep his pain was. All eyes turned to his before he slumped backwards and stopped breathing.

Don't worry, I probably wont kill him... probably.

Review on if you think I should kill him, its up to you folks.

anne robinson: so will percy live or is he the weakest link?

Me: shutup anne -_-

Percy: mhmm, i only stopped breathing. it doesn't mean i'm dead, please tell me i'm not dead :(

Me: *evil chuckle* we'll see.