Seven Half-Bloods shall answer the call,
To storm or fire the world must fall,
An oath to keep with a final breath,
And foes bear arms at the doors of death.
Percy awoke the next morning disappointed in himself. He thought he would have been on the quest and had at least had one life or death situation by now. And he was still guilty about how he couldn't see himself anywhere but at the centre of attention. After he was up and ready as he prefered because (there was nobody to make them comb their hair, brush their teeth, et cetera et cetera.)
Percy couldn't find Annabeth so he went off to do normal camp life things such as scaling the rock wall on earthquake and lava mode, playing with Mrs O'leary, jousting some of the campers for fun. After all of this it was about one and he continued his search for Annabeth. When he finally found her she was by the Athena cabin.
"Sorry, I was supposed to watch James until noon today and report what I saw." Annabeth said, seeming distracted. "Nobody knew I was there because I used my invisibility cap and was completly silent. A lot of kids hate him but there are also a lot who are protective of him, which is nothing unexpected."
"Good, Good" Percy replied, feeling bad for his impatience. Annabeth seemed to notice something was off.
"You seem distracted Percy, what's wrong?
"Well, remember what I wanted to talk to you about last night before we heard the scream," He felt like it came out wrong and worried she was thinking something bad had happened because he never got to talk then. "I need to talk about that now."
"Sure I'll go with you" Annabeth's face showed it all, he was right for once. When she had replied her voice definitely sounded nervous. After they were out of earshot Percy explained about going on a quest.
"Well Percy," Annabeth said sounding relieved but still concerned about the new topic. "We need to know where to go and what to do before then."
"But if we really need to, like that time with the sea of monsters, we should" She said after she saw how let down he looked. She finished with a clear statement. "Don't bother Grover about it just yet, but you really should listen to Chiron more Percy."
This really put Percy down even more, but he tried not to let it show. He wasn't going to go back too trying to figure out the Prophecy. He had had plenty of that. He decided his soul purpose for now should be maintaining his camp life and helping with the whole stabbing situation. Speaking of which, he had better do something soon to help with that situation. If he didn't it could turn into something even more ugly.
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Authers Note below
I am so so soo sorry about the late last chapter, I swear I posted it about 24 hours ago, but something went wrong and I had to repost it a few moments before starting this chapter, I will try and keep up better from now on and please keep the reviews coming, Thanks and keep reading PERCY JACKSON!
P.S. I am sorry [well a little] but I have no profile right now because there's not much to write in it goodbye for real now.