Chapter 15.
My least favourite thing about being a half blood so far is the dreams.
I'm back in that bunker, in the kitchen area. The green eyed boy is throwing his sword at a wall but the paint doesn't even scratch. "Annabeth, have you got any ideas?" His voice cracks out of frustration, as he wipes the sweat off his forehead. "This place is a beast. I got desperate and tries to set fire to the walls earlier, but it didn't work." The boy who played with fire said.
"And, Leo, what would you have done if it did?" Frank asks.
"I don't know. Pray, probably. Percy, would you have been able to put it out?"
"I could try, but I don't know if these stupid taps would take the pressure." He throws the sword to the ground.
Piper was about to speak but is interrupted when the lift rings. She sighs but looks in anyway and I do to. I have to catch my breath when I see, honest to all the gods, a young girl. She must be younger than ten. She lies, unconscious, on the floor and her dark brown hair spills over one shoulder. "Oh my gods!" Piper gasps before going towards her and picks her up. "Back in two seconds." She says before She takes the young girl into one of the bedrooms and is back again in a second. "I'll watch over her. Make sure she's Okay." She fills up a plastic cup with water and takes it back in.
"Is this guy serious!" Percy growls, his sword is back in his hands and his knuckles are white. He looks directly at me and I turn around to see what he is looking at, but I'm standing in front of an empty wall. "How long have you been there?" Percy points his sword at me. "Percy, what are you looking at?" Annabeth asks, looking at me but she doesn't notice I'm here. "HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE?" He throws his sword at me and I yelp, covering my face with my hands. But when it should hit me I wake up. Nico stands over me. "Not good?" He asks.