13 The Prophecy

The moment of bliss soon ended once Percy realized Annabeth's presence behind him. She pulled up a chair and sat down at the table. Instantly everything instantly turned sour.

"I'm not here to say I'm sorry for cheating on you Percy, I want to say I'm sorry to everyone here" Annabeth met eyes with Piper conveying silent information between them. "Just a few little while ago we were all friends… I guess I kind of messed that up because I made a stupid mistake. If I could go back in time I would stop it, I swear I would. Percy you don't know how sorry I am….."

No response

"Percy?" she tried weakly

No response

"Percy please just say something…. Anything…. I miss the sound of your voice, I miss your idiotic comments, I miss the way I fit perfectly into your arms, I miss the way you would constantly make sure I was safe, I miss the way we used to cuddle, I miss the way you smile at me, I miss the way your reckless personality constantly gets us in trouble, I miss the way your hair feels when I run my fingers through it, I miss everything about you Percy. But most of all.. I miss you. How can I get you to realize how sorry I am, is there any chance you can take me back and forgive me? Please" Her voice cracked as she spoke, desperation in each word.

No response

"Percy take off the goddamn glasses and look at me…" she was on the verge of tears. Percy's eyes were covered but they were watering behind the frames. Slowly he raised his hand up to his aviators and ever so slowly slid them off his face. His lips pressed in a tight line he stared right into Annabeth's eyes. Green eyes boring into her grey ones, he felt like everything faded away when he looked into those eyes. But instead of getting a warm feeling like he used to he shivered and felt cold, unsafe. He broke eye contact and everything faded back in, their friends around them staring at the pair cautiously. Percy closed his eyes and let out a breath. He could tell she really regretted what she did, and unless she was forced to do those things then he knew he could never taker her back.

"Yeah… I can forgive you. But…I don't think I can ever….. love you like I used too"

"Can't you give us a chance again?" Annabeth's eyes were fighting back tears at this point.

"I'm trying" His voice was heartbroken, he sounded much like a small child might when it was desperate for a way out, broken inside. "I'm trying, to see you the way I saw you before, but I look at you… and now all I see is a stranger. I'm…. I'm sorry. I …. Um have to go…. I have an appointment…. Sorry Frank, I don't….. I don't think I'll be staying the day" With that Percy stood up, grabbed the Demi-phone pushed his chair in and briskly walked away from the dining pavilion and past the big house.

Behind him a heart that had mindlessly hung on to the idea that she could get her one true love back, had finally broken inside and now she was at a loss what to do.

Percy's P.O.V.:

My feet were loud against the dirt path leading to the Big House. I recognized all the cabins-so many of them. It hurt, knowing Annabeth had a personal hand in designing them. Chiron didn't look surprised to see me when I thundered in the house. He was in his wheelchair by the fireplace, staring at his hands as if in sorrow.

"Where are the Stoll brothers?" I demanded. Chiron said nothing at first. Instead, he gestured to a seat in front of him. Chiron was still my mentor, after all these years. More a father than anything, actually. I obliged, slipping into the seat across the table.

"Thalia visited camp yesterday," Chiron said gravely. It was strange how he kept that ominous for eleven years now. "In fact, all of them did."

"The huntresses?"

"Yes," he said. "Thalia had been... investigating recently, she's found something she thought might interest you." The way he was talking, you'd think I had a son. Haha.

"What is it?" I asked. My throat felt dry all of a sudden.

"There is a new prophesy about a girl... She's about as old as you, see. Doesn't know a thing about our world."

"Why would this interest me?" I asked thickly. Chiron sighed.

I squirmed in my seat, recounting the past few years. I stopped going to camp a long time ago. At first, I thought I wanted to live in New Rome. Be happy with Annabeth. After... I didn't want anything to do with anymore mythology. Heroes fade. Why should I be any different? The last I heard, Jason was running this camp well enough, with the help of Nico. At New Rome, Reyna had personally improved... well, everything.

Finally I said. "Do you know where Thalia is right now?"

"Olympus, perhaps? When Thalia confided in Rachel about the girl, Rachel had spit out a prophecy. I can't remember it too well now. Something about joining two worlds together," Chiron said. I scanned his face. It was rare for the centaur to forget anything, no matter how small it was.

I bid him goodbye, looking for Rachel. Right now, the Stolls were the least of my problems. The nine of us-Annabeth, Jason, Piper, Frank, Hazel, Leo, Nico, Reyna and I-we had joined two worlds together already. Was there another to join? What was next? Egyptian? Norse? Celtic?

Rachel was in her cave, listening to horribly loud music. Even in her mid twenties, she wore paint-splattered jeans, but her frizzy hair had been toned down into sleek curls. "Percy! You're here!" Rachel said happily

"Hey Rachel," I said, giving her a quick hug. "I was wondering if you could help me with something." As soon as the words left his mouth, Rachel's eyes rolled back.

~a girl shall be found well past her youth unite two worlds a betrayal uncouth should she die by celebrations day one world will shake the other, fall to prey to mort~

Rachel had little clue of what the prophecy was talking about. Yet, she had a feeling the girl was important. How could an entire world shake? It bugged me. A lot.

"Do you know where Thalia's been the past few days?" I asked. She nodded, to my relief.

"Didn't Chiron tell you? They've decided to visit New Rome. Thalia and Reyna are getting pretty friendly," she said casually. I wrinkled my nose, but thanked her anyways. Fortunately, she said nothing about Annabeth. I had to remember to visit her again soon; I missed her company, no matter how annoying.

I found the Stoll brothers stealing from the camp store. When they saw me, their smiles faltered. "I need you guys to take me somewhere," I said, ignoring the stash of candy shoved in their pockets.

"Sure," Travis said uneasily. "Where do you want to go?"

"New Rome," I said bravely. "I need to see Thalia."

The twins exchanged glances. The trip was prolonged by old rules: campers had to get permission to leave, but once Chiron saw my face, it was all he needed. I summoned Blackjack and his friends to take us to New Rome. I'd missed my old friend, and from the neighs I deciphered, he missed me too. By the time we got to New Rome, it was six in the evening. Reyna and Frank greeted me happily. New Rome, of course, was as beautiful as it had been when I first came so many years ago.