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Last time on: Heroes of the Thirteen Colonies.

I turned my head back around to ask Percy where we were going when I felt eyes on me.

I turned more, to see something in the trees. I gasped slightly and tugged on Percy's white sleeve. He looked up from shuffling through a bag, confused and followed my gaze. They walked in closer and I turned around myself, cursing when I realized my suspicions were true. We were surrounded by loyalists.

~Percy~

I looked up with a confused look on my face. Ann...That's all I got of her name before she stopped talking...was tugging on my sleeve looking slightly panicked. Her eyebrows were scrunched together and her beautiful...I-I mean eyes, just eyes, were wide in worry. Her lips pressed into a scowl. Okay fine she was pretty I'll admit, but she didn't need to know that, so I shook it off and I followed her gaze. I saw five loyalists hiding in the trees.

"Shit." I mumbled under my breath. I really didn't need them to find me right now. I slowly began rummaging through my pocket to find Riptide. I found it deep in my pocket, beneath the captain's letters. I kept it in my hand, without uncapping it just yet, and looked up. The loyalists were slowly moving forward and I noticed we were surrounded by about a dozen or so. They looked like they didn't know we noticed them yet and I used this to my advantage.

I wanted to give Ann her knife. She was obviously a good fighter, I mean she took down Luke so easily, but I didn't fully trust her yet. She could turn against me and my team and I couldn't deal with myself if I gave her the opportunity to hurt us. I looked at Ann, and she looked a little nervous. It's probably because she doesn't have her knife. I sighed internally and made my executive decision. I leaned in to her ear (I know it's kind of creepy but...whatever) and whispered, "I'll give you your knife. Just don't hurt my team. If you do I'll send you on a one way trip to Tartarus." She visibly flinched (but it was barely noticeable) and I felt bad for scaring her and being so threatening. I mean I am threatening but I don't want to be threatening towards Ann, she hasn't really done any wrong.

She nodded slowly, agreeing to my conditions and slowly opened her hand, but it was too late for me to get it. The loyalists were about ten meters away and they stopped, we were forced into the creek so we weren't close, and their "leader", I'm guessing, stepped forward. He was average height and very pale. He had blonde hair and light blue eyes. His eyebrows were furrowed together when he looked at our group. How is he their leader?

"Is it..." I heard him mumble under his breath before straightening up and he started speaking again but this time lots louder and with a huge smirk on his face. "Is that who I think it is? Is that 'the Annabeth Chase' with those patriots?" He said spitting out the words, oozing with hatred. I turned my head to look at Ann in shock.

I should've known. I REALLY should've known. The captain of the ship we got her from was led by Frederick Chase, and everyone knows he has a daughter who's the smartest girl in the British army and the best swordsman...er woman I guess. Everyone knows about Annabeth Chase. To be in her presents was really intimidating but I tried not to let it show. I don't think I did a good job however.

I just stared at her for a few moments since nobody was doing anything. I noticed how stormy her grey eyes were, and her princess curls were down and swirling around her face. She looked really powerful and I shook myself out of my thoughts, attempting to focus on the task at hand.

Annabeth was glaring hard at the boy from the British. Like I would be calling for my mother if she was staring at me like that. She turned to face me, blushing a little and shrugged, turning her attention back to the boy. I didn't understand why she would appear...embarrassed by us finding out her real identity. It's not like we aspired to be as amazing as she was (unless you're Jason).

"Octavian, I thought you were dead. What a...pleasant surprise." She replied sarcasm filling her mouth. Her British accent was always a surprise to me. "So, why are you here? Come to rescue me? Because we know how well that went last time." She said glaring. Octavian turned bright red, his pale skin not hiding anything, and started muttering under his breath. "We both know what happened that day was out of our control." He said anger making his words short and sharp. Some of the loyalist army was chuckling lightly and so was Annabeth.

"I'm past it. But that is beside the point, why are you here Octavian?" She continued reaching behind her back her palm wide open. Her eyes moved and met with mine and I understood what she wanted. She wanted her knife. Her eyes were blank and moved back in Octavian's direction. "How did you even find me?" She finished, her palm still outstretched behind her. She moved her arm up and down and I'm guessing that from the front it looked like she was scratching her back. Clever. I decided I might as well give her the knife. I was a good swordsman as well and I could probably take her down if need be (since I was in the water I mean.).

I reached into her bag and gripped the knife. I didn't know how the British soldiers didn't notice me, but they didn't so I'm not complaining. Slowly, I stood up and Annabeth must have seen me out of the corner of her eye because when she turned back, she fell over on her bad leg. I reached forward to catch her, careful not to stab her and shoved the knife into her hand then helped her up. I continued holding her up letting her lean on me. We made a pretty great pair.

I don't know where that came from.

Her hair smells good.

Shut up.

"Oh yes. I heard about you being shot in your Deep Femoral artery, what a shame. Anyways I'm here because the King ordered me to get you back." Octavian said, and I noticed Annabeth's eyes go wide, I felt mine do the same. How'd he know that? Luke did tell me someone would betray me before he was killed (how convenient, I know). Was this what he was talking about? I didn't have much time to think because Octavian kept on talking, his expression becoming pleading and careful. It looked really pained.

"You're one of us Annabeth. You don't belong with them, Come back with us. Remember what the King promised you so long ago? You'll get it if you come with us." Octavian was really trying to convince Annabeth because his tone was so much nicer than before and it was weird as hell. His eyes pleading and he was moving closer and closer to our group, the rest of the loyalists following. My grip riptide tightened and noticed Beck, Silena, and Annabeth gripping their weapons tighter as well.

The four of us backed up till we were touching shoulder to shoulder in the creek. Annabeth was shaking; I hoped it was from anger and not her leg giving her problems. Her eyes widened a fracture, like she figured something out and she started fuming. I looked behind the loyalists trying to find anyone found our crew who could sneak up on Octavian and his crew. I didn't see anyone and kind of began to panic. If Annabeth went with them we might not stand a chance. But I did threaten her so maybe she won't be dumb...right? But it wouldn't be dumb to leave us since she could take us down and be "free". I needed to stop thinking.

"Octavian I'm done with you and Britain. I know the King has just been edging me on my whole life. I knew he would never find what I wanted and I was never happy with you. I'm done." Annabeth said and her shaking stopped. There was a moment of silence before it all went to Hades.

A/N: AHHHH the cliffy! They're my favorite can't you tell? Sorry this chapter was short; the next chapter should be longer. I don't think this is one of my best chapters but I just wanted to get to the good stuff! It takes time and I think in the next few chapters it'll get silly and fun, just getting there is a little difficult because it's hard planning out everything so far ahead because this story is going to be pretty long I think. Also I'm working really hard on making the characters like in character. Just understand I'm not Uncle Rick and I'm not saying you guys think I am in anyway shape of form, just know I'm working on it :D! I have a busy day planned full of blue cake and tie dying so I have gots to go! I love you guys and hope you have a great day!

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