Bic:
Annabeth drifted off to sleep. She dreamed:
A teenage boy walked along the sore of the river, hands stuffed in his pockets. He saw a group of newbie demigods just ahead. He frowned, but walked over to them. He had been thinking of how his father, Hermes, had never even spoken to him before. Well, he approached the group. Hearing them talk non stop for fifteen minutes about how they desperately wanted to see their God/Godess parent. He said something to them about how wrong it was for them not to communicate with their kids at all, and he was ignored...as always. He furrowed his brow and stormed off to his cabin. He started packing his clothes and grabbed his sword. He turned and walked straight into his litt half-sister. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"Away," he spat back.
She winced at his tone. "Can I come, too?"
"No." he said in an angry voice. He didn't wait for her to reply and pushed her aside, making her topple over, and he stormed out of his cabin and to the top of the hill. He walked through the boundary and took one last glance at the pine tree protected by the dragon before setting off.
The clean, well fed boy traveling down the hill toward the woods was rpelaced by a boy that looked tired and hungry, his clothes torn and he knelt in a meadow at the feet of someone.
"I want to join you. You were right," said the boy. There was no reply, so he added, "I finally figured out why you left...why you've joined Kronos. And want to fight the Olympians with you, Luke." The boy looked up at Luke.
Annabeth sat up quickly and gasped for air. Her eyes were wide as she glanced around. 'No. No! No, no, no, no, no....this /can't/ happen!' she thought. She then realized how loud she was, just her breathing.
16 years, 5 months & 23 days ago
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