Hi Everyone!

Okay, so I cried during this chapter. I just have to warn you guys, there will be major fangirl feels in this chapter again. I love you all and hope you keep reading despite the bomb I dropped in the last chapter. Enjoy chapter 6!

Percy

They throw me in a room with only one piece of furniture; a chair. I curl up into a ball on the concrete ground and try to fall asleep.

It takes me five minutes to realize that I am not going to be able to. I couldn't believe it. My Annabeth, gone.

The image of her lying on the ground in a pool of blood sears across my mind. I throw the wooden chair across the room and it breaks into pieces. I collapse on my knees and sob. I am officially done.

I am broken.

I am dead.

Menoitios

I watch the screen and smile as I see Jackson collapse. With the girl out of the way, he will cooperate much easier.

"Menoitios," a deep voice behind me says.

I spin around and find a man with a general's uniform; Atlas.

"Hello Atlas." I say, trying to sound enthusiastic.

He gets start to the point. "I heard those Camp Half-Blood scum are almost here. Why haven't you fled?"

I throw a knife on the table and snap, "Well, I have been a bit busy trying to get the girl out of the way, thank you very much."

"So, it wasn't an accident. You let them try and escape?"

I nodded, smirking. "Yes, and Jackson thinks its all his fault because he was the one who punched me."

"Well played." Atlas says, sounding impressed.

"Thank you."

Thalia

My hunters are close to finding Percy. I just hope him and Annabeth are safe.

Right now, Grover, my hunters and I are standing near a cliff, awaiting news from Nico, son of Hades.

He had gone alone to search. He had been shadow-traveling all around the country trying to locate them. But, no luck so far.

"My lady." A voice said behind me.

I turn around, and see Phoebe bowing before me.

"Yes?" I say.

"The boy has found them, but he has some bad news."

"What is the bad news?" I asked.

Phoebe looks down at her feet.

"Well?"

"Nico overheard the captors talking and..." Phoebe stops.

"And?"

"The girl...Annabeth?"

I stare at her. "What, what happened?"

"she's dead."

Oh my gods, poor Thalia. Poor Percy! I feel so bad right now. Please r and r but no flames please!

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