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Chapter Twenty-Four - Alyx

They didn't take any risks, so they drove all night. At one point when they were fueling and after eating some snacks, she'd crawled into the back with Carlos to let him sleep on her.

She was trying to fall back asleep when she felt that they stopped. She opened her eyes slowly and blinked a bit. They were parked in a parking lot in front of a really nice hotel, the sun beginning to rise. The city was already waking up. She unbuckled herself, opening the door and stepping out. She was amazed by the architecture. Skyscrapers towered over her like giants, the roads wet and slightly covered in snow. The sunrise was beautiful with oranges and reds.

"We'll go to camp tomorrow." She said immediately. Liam looked at her.

"Um, okay." He looked at Carlos. "But, we should let him rest more."

"I'm going to get him something to eat and then feed him some ambrosia or something." She took him out, pulling him into her arms bridal style, his head lolling onto her chest. He let out a small sigh and twitched.

They checked in and then she changed his bandages. She took a shower afterwards, taking her time because the water felt good and it gave her time to think.

She massaged her scalp, staring at the water going in the drain. She really wondered what Camp Half-Blood was like now. Silena and Charles always told her stories during dinner or helping around the house of the strawberry fields, the Big House, the activities and the campers. She wondered what everything looked like now, since it has been years since Silena and Charles have been. She wondered how many veteran demigods were there and if they had children or not.

She walked out into the bedroom to see Liam and Carlos playing a game of cards. She quietly dressed while watching them, and they had yet to notice because they were so focused on their game. She combed her hair, watching as Carlos whooped in triumph.

"Ha! I beat you again!" He said happily. Liam smiled, scratching his cheek and stretching.

"I'm going to get some food for us, okay?" She said, making them jump.

"Damn, woman." Liam said, holding his chest. "Ninja freak…"

"Thank you." She said as she grabbed the roll of bandages. She wrapped her arms good, before grabbing her gloves and slipping them on.

"What are you getting?"

"Fast food?" She shrugged. "Something cheap probably." She grabbed a small roll of money and slipped it in her pocket, grabbing Riptide and her sweater.

"I'll be back soon."

She walked down the street, her hands in her sweater pockets, her hood over her head. The city was already bustling. Cars, trucks and taxis went up and down the street, people walked by her without a glance. New Yorkers probably have seen some weirder things then a girl in all black with scars on her face.

She took a left, thinking that there was another street but turned in an alley instead.

"Oh." She mumbled, turning. "Wrong direct-"

Something hit her head and she fell, her vision swimming before going black.

When she woke up, her head throbbed like she had a headache. She blinked, trying to sit up but froze when she realized she was tied down. She looked to the side, seeing a man in a very nice suit tapping a syringe with green liquid in it. She started to squirm, catching the attention of the man. He ran over.

"Please do not move." He said in a worried tone. She scowled.

"Who the hell are you? Where am I? What is that?" She recoiled when he reached to take her arm.

"This is gorgon's blood. I am trying to heal your memory." He said. She glared.

"I don't trust you."

"Of course you don't." He sighed, lowering the needle and glancing at the door worriedly. "Please, I don't have much time. You need your memory back." She glared even more.

"No, really? I was just going to storm into Camp Half-Blood and be like 'hey guys, how's it going? I don't know who you are so I'm just going to get to know you again!'" He frowned deeply at her sarcasm. He closed his eyes.

"I am only trying to help you, not harm you." She huffed, turning her head away. "I don't think you'd believe me if I told you but… I was made to serve you." She narrowed her eyes and turned her head back to him.

"What do you mean?"

"My people and I were bred in order to serve you."

"Okay… That sounds fake, but okay…"

"It is true." He looked nervously at the door again. "Please, you must get your memory back. It is crucial. Your friends are in trouble."

You know that horrible, piercing headache that feels like a needle pricking every part of your brain? Yeah, that's how getting her memory back felt. After agreeing to the gorgon's blood, he stuck it in her arm and then she passed out. She woke up in the same alley she got hit in the head, and ran back to the hotel.

Everything came rushing back as soon as she opened her eyes. Everything. As in, from her birth up until the night she was kidnapped and memory washed. Memories played through her head like a movie.

"She's so cute! She looks just like you both!" Her mother laughed. Annabeth Chase was beautiful, even though she'd just given birth. Grey eyes sparkled with joy, her hair pinned back in a messy bun, strands falling in her face.

"I hope she doesn't inherit any of our powers…"

She nearly slipped as it started to rain.

"You know the Fates." Hazel sighed. "You never know." Her belly was big, and she looked miserable. Bags were under her eyes, her hair was sloppily done and she sat like she was about to burst.

"Are you going to have more?" Frank asked, peering over Percy's shoulder.

"You never know. I am a strong swimmer after all." Everyone in the room collectively groaned.

"I feel bad for you." Piper said, gently stroking Jason's hand. "What are you going to name her? She is daughter of two legends." Annabeth blinked a bit, before looking down at the bundle in her arms.

"Alyx. Protector of humanity."

"Cute!"

She slammed open the door, and paled.

Cards laid on the bed, sprawled out. A lamp was knocked over.

To Be Continued...