It was the middle mini war, between two bronze Colchis bulls. Then I saw the tree, Thalia's three, wilting. I suddenly felt something, something I've never felt. I knew it was dying. However, my father told me a few weeks ago I could only feel mortals, immortals and demigods death. So why could I feel this? I don't know why but I was close to collapsing. I shook my head and got out my sword, soon everyone was trying to defeat these bulls. But soon mostly Tyson (he turned out to be a cyclops, I know. Who would have known?) and Clarissa. My gaze landed on the three, it look like it was dying. Maybe that was what I could feel.
Soon, after the bulls where gone, I was sitting on Luke's old bed. Luke had added photos of us around it, though we hardly took any, and he carved on the headboard
'P.H.J 3 L.J.C' I realised that it must have been our initials. So Luke's middle name began with a 'J' if I ever saw him again, I would ask about it.
"Travis, Conner." I smiled at them and gave them both a bone crushing hug. They chuckled.
"Hey." Travis and Conner grinned. I sat on Luke's bed, apparently he had ordered Travis and Conner to make no one have it.
"How's school?" Travis sat by my feet. I shrugged.
"I don't even understand history. Like why don't you have a monarchy? And which is the thrifty ninety president?" I said, sighing. I got out of my bag a pack of skittles. The strolls eyes went wide, as if they have never saw skittles. I rolled my easy at them before I opened the skittles and put a handful in my mouth. As one of Iris' kids said to me once 'taste the rainbow, goddess' then winked. Camp was getting weirder.
"Yeah, welcome to America Jackson, confusing as Hera is herself." Travis grinned then took my skittles off me. I rolled my eyes.
"Not like I was eating, them," I mumbled sarcastically. Travis winked at me, handing Conner the bag.
"Where's Pollux and Castor?" I asked, after I unpacked my bag. They both shrugged.
"Hardly seen 'em." I rolled my eyes, taking the skittles off them, and walked to Mr D's cabin. Once at mr D's cabin, I smiled at Pollux, but he just frowned. I frowned back and walked to Percy's cabin.
"Hey, Perce. Tyson." I nodded towards Tyson. He looked at me, with one blinking brown eye.
"Peri." He grinned, causing me to crack a small smile. Tyson May be twelve but he was like a four year old.
"Hey, Percy, you think Zeus will try and kill you again this summer? Or maybe both of us!" I said with fake enthusiasm. He chuckled and hugged me.
"C'mon. Last time, it was Luke's..." He trailed off awkwardly.
"Why don't you find Annabeth?" I asked, kissing his forehead, before I walked to the sword fighting arena. I made my sword appear, it was made out of Stygian Iron and was more powerful, in ways, then others swords. I began to train for what seemed like hours, but I tripped slightly and, being my clumsy self, cut my hand on my blade. I heard someone chuckle and turned to glare at them, it was only Percy.
"Shut up, where's Grover?" I asked, wiping some of the blood on my shirt.
"H-he's not h-here." I knew he was hiding something.
"Where is he?" I raised an eyebrow, but he kept quiet and rushed off. He was defiantly hiding something. And I was going to find out.
Declaimer- I only own Persephone.
So does every like chapter 2. Btw for people who don't know, I update once a week.