As Annabeth started to choke a jet of water propelled Fred into the air, ripping away from Annabeth. Percy stood at the doorway, riptide in hand and face of fury as he gazed at Fred whilst he slammed into the wall, only a couple of metres away from Will. Annabeth scrambled over to Will and began to check his vitals and breathed out in relief when she found a pulse, though it wasn't strong it was enough for Annabeth to be reassured that he was alive.
The others flooded in and Piper and Hazel carried Will away, taking him to the infirmary Annabeth presumed, but she didn't think too much of it because she was about to murder a certain mortal. She slowly stood and turned around to stare at the man that was being tied up by Percy and Jason.
She stood over for him but though she wanted to kill him, she found no words to say for what had just happened. She didn't like how two children of Athena were taken by surprise and overcome so quickly, who knows what would have happened if Percy didn't arrive. Annabeth knew this was quite trivial, and she didn't know the extents of his power so no one would blame them for being overcome but yet something nagged Annabeth from the back of her mind. She knew it was how Will took the power; he seemed to regard it almost with familiarity.
She sighed inwardly, this quest just seemed to revolve around Will, whether anyone likes it or not, with the photo in the house, Fred knowing everything about Will. And yet Will continues to push everyone away at arms distance. Except for Piper. Why does Piper seem so…drawn to Will? It doesn't make any sense. Annabeth was there when she saw Piper walking past the auditorium that day when she first met Will; the two were going to meet each other to hang out about a month after their quest. And suddenly Piper just stopped and entered the auditorium. It was just so random that it had been bugging Annabeth since, she knew there had to be a reason behind this, it wasn't love, Annabeth was certain of that. She saw Piper and Jason together, that was love. Not Will's and Piper's relationship. They just seem to be drawn together.
The two guys lead the man out into the basement where a cell was, the Gods have thought of everything, even an observatory. This was the type of house Annabeth wanted, it had superb architecture with its modern twist on a mansion, and Annabeth loved how you could never decided whether it was a modern mansion or a Victorian mansion. It was a constant puzzle.
I jolted up breathing hard, my hands found my neck and rubbed it as it was still quite sore from where Fred tried to strangle me. I stayed there in that position for a good five minutes just listening to myself breathe, going through the events. Going through that conversation. What I did not realise that I was not the only one in the room. Hazel coughed and I looked up in surprise as I saw the daughter of Pluto staring at me with her solid gold eyes. Those eyes bugged me, they reminded me of something, it wasn't Kronos I know that, but what else could it be?
"Sorry did I surprise you?" She smiled politely and I raised an eyebrow at her, why would she be polite to me? Of all people, I know she hates me. Well as much as she can hate me anyway. I studied her; she doesn't seem to mind me. But either way why is she here?
"No," I snorted at her question then paused thinking of what to say, "Why are you here?"
"I wanted to ask you a question, a couple of nights ago; I was haunted by a ghost. And I never get the ghost, that's Nico's area of expertise. Now the ghost was telling me to save him, but she never mentioned a name. But the ghost looked like you a bit, even the ways she stood made me reminded of you. She has the same posture despite being a ghost and being shot in the chest in her pyjamas" She said and I stared at her hiding my emotions. Bullet through the chest…it can only be one person.
"Save that guy from what?" I finally asked her and she shrugged and I gathered she too were hiding her feelings, staying formal. So she doesn't like me after all, but only being polite to get the answers she wants. Sneaky.
"She didn't say, but whoever he is," she says and I knew there and then that she thought I was the one the ghost was talking about. And she is already figuring out whatever is the problem, it has something to do my past and Ella. I snapped out of it as she began to continue, "Is in complete danger"
I scoffed at her but she ignored this and ploughed on but what she said shook me up, "Is the girl Ella?"
I was silent at this before sighing "Probably"
"She was shot. I'm sorry…." She trailed off looking pained and I stared at her silently and she looked awkward so she continued "But right now you're in danger, enough that a ghost would interfere with this quest. Will…tell me about Ella, please"
My face went cold as I gazed at her, thinking this through. If I tell them, it wouldn't affect the way they think of me, would it? Of course me telling them depends if I can actually say it. If I think about it, I always get that pain in my stomach, sometimes forcing me to bend over as if I was about to puke, but Hazel was right. I have no choice but to tell them. Ella has forced my hand.