The beginning of the climax! Aren't you excited? Oh, but it's all gonna be over in a few chapters… We'll see how hard you'll cry… hahahahaha! Enjoy! Happy Reading!

"What?!" Jason and Percy both burst out when Leo gave them the news.

"Yeah, guys, it's true. Annabeth is getting abused by Luke." Leo explained the whole story to them in low whispers in the corner of the hall. Percy was seething with rage.

"I'm going to kill that dog," Percy finally said. "How dare he do that to Annabeth?"

"I know. But right now he's on his way to do I don't know what to Annabeth. We need to move fast if we want to stop him. When we catch him red-handed, we'll call the police. We also need to take Thalia and keep her protected." Leo said, looking at the other two.

"I'm going up to Annabeth," Percy said and Jason agreed to accompany him.

"Okay, then," Leo said. "I'll handle Thalia. You guys go and check Luke's room."

Nodding to each other the trio parted ways.

Annabeth entered Luke's room along with him. Michael and Ethan were to stay down. She didn't like the look on his face and neither the idea of doing something special. Her lip was hurting her for some time now. She stroked the part which was hurting and winced when she saw blood on her finger. Her lip was cut.

Luke locked the door from above and turned to face Annabeth. He walked closer and Annabeth backtracked. She kept walking backwards and away from him till she bumped into the wall. Luke pressed closer.

"So, Annie. How are you enjoying with me?" Luke asked, his face close to hers.

"As much as I ever could," she replied, sarcastically.

"You've got quite the nerve today," he smiled. "What's up with you? Did Percy do something?"

"Nothing," Annabeth shrugged casually.

"Really? Is that why he broke up with Rachel?"

Annabeth gasped. "How do you know?"

Luke laughed. "Oh, Annabeth, you are so naïve. I mean, didn't you guess till now, that Rachel was working for me? Dating Percy was just a joke."

Annabeth couldn't believe it at first. "You think this is a joke. Dating someone?"

"Yes, of course. It doesn't even matter. You forget about it after some time."

"Percy liked Rachel!"

"And he dated her. What did he get? Nothing. It doesn't work. But it might work with us two. Well, what about something special tonight." He said, sneering at her. "Me and you, in bed." He licked his lips hungrily.

Annabeth took a deep breath. "No-"

"Not a request." Luke said his hand playing with the sleeve of her dress. He removed his shirt. Annabeth was breathing heavily, afraid of what might happen next. He brought her close and started opening the zip to her dress slowly, Annabeth struggling in vain in his hands. Suddenly, she saw a glass vase lying on the table beside the bed, on her right side. An idea sprang up in her head and she stopped struggling, her hand inching gradually towards the vase.

Luke pulled back and smiled at her. "Stopped struggling already? Nice choice you've made."

Glaring at him, she focused on guiding her hand slowly towards the vase. He was now removing the sleeves from her left hand, moving his hand slowly over her collarbone and shoulder. Now's the time, she thought to herself and caught the vase by its neck. She raised it to hit Luke over his head and closed her eyes waiting for the impact. Her hand was caught by Luke in midway.

"You got too much nerve today, girl," Luke said, scowling at her. Snatching the vase from her hand her threw it to the ground. The vase smashed to pieces making Annabeth gasp. "You're being very brave, aren't you?"

Annabeth didn't have any excuse and stuttered. Luke tore away the sleeve from the other hand making Annabeth cry out loud. He pulled the dress down and Annabeth was in her underclothes and a net tights, she was wearing. She folded her hands across her chest trying to hide as much as she could as Luke sneered at her.

"You've a nice frame. Let's see how you're legs are like." Luke grinned as he pulled the black tights down her legs. Annabeth was crying now.

"Please don't do this, Luke. Please. I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry." Annabeth said, tears flowing down her cheeks, her hands clasped together. "Please don't do this."

"Aw. Don't cry, Annie, darling. It'll be fun." Luke grinned wiping a tear from her cheek.

He threw her on the bed and Annabeth struggled and hit out hard wherever she could with her hands and legs. But that didn't seem to stop Luke. Just as he was about to open the clasp of her bra strap, someone outside the door called out loudly, "Annabeth! Annabeth! Are you in there?"

"Percy," her face broke into a smile. "Percy! I'm here! I'm he-" She shouted as loud as she could but Luke shut her mouth.

"I told you not to scream!" He hissed at her.

"Annabeth! We're coming. Open the door!" Percy screamed from the outside.

"Darn you." He cursed as the pounding on the door began. Luke's gaze fell on the pieces of shattered glass. He decided to finish the game once and for all. Grabbing the largest piece of glass he could find, he attacked Annabeth, meaning to drive the glass through her stomach.

Annabeth, suspecting his intentions, caught his wrists and pushed them away from her stomach, crying "Percy, help! Percy!"

The pounding on the door increased as the two boys pushed harder. Annabeth had pushed the glass away from her midsection but while the fight was going on, the glass cut her thigh, deeply. Blood spurted from the wound, dripping on to the white duvet beneath them.

The lock on the door finally broke revealing to Percy and Jason the pair fighting with a glass in their hands.

Ooh! Next chapter tomorrow… Cuz I've already written three today… I've written almost five hours. Five to ten o' clock… You should be happy! The climax has begun!