Percy Jackson Betrayal&Revenge (Discontinued Bcuz I Hate It)

Lost, and nearly killed

Aria Pov

Oooh I'm liking the tension between them...
Setting them up wont be hard, and Percy's already blushing! But I dunno how we're gonna manage to keep his 'secret identity' undercover. I mean, I can act but when I'm excited, I'm excited and I get out of hand. But, I guess I'd rather be a fangirl secretly.

I got a little bored watching them exchange smirks and glances and stares and glares(those were from perc—sorry, cliff) and blushes and cetera cetera, so I went off to tour the place myself.

I dragged Luke along with me, and he showed me Camp, but didnt act like he knew the place. He just had an expression of fake awe as he looked around. He mightve overdone it tho...

My first stop was the famous Bunker Nine, a super cool cave hidden amongst the dryads and trees in the woods. I just asked around if there were any weaponry workshops and I got led to this massive cave, which is now my favourite place. I found a nice, cosy spot in the corner, nice and toasty, next to one of the fireplaces and got to work.

I thought of slipping out Nightmare and examining what made it glow so freakishly bright, but I might blow our cover as  clueless unclaimed demigods.

So I grabbed a nice bent pole from the scrap bin and got a red hot knife to miniaturize it into small bullets. Making the covers were pretty fun, it was just wrapping plastic around the dam thing. I think I made a load of that stuff, so I stuffed the stuff into a small ziplock bag just fit for it and snuck it in my pocket after zipping it up.

"Hey there."

Cliff/Percy pov

OMYGODS OMYGODS OMYGODS
Annabeth chase just mother effing shook my hand and didnt recognize me.
Guess my skin texture changed or something, cuz she didnt have a look of recognition. I mean, how could she forget how her boyfriend's hand felt like? Taht is just bizarre.
But also normal I guess.
I dont remember her hand being that shaky either. Or calaused.

She looked a few years older, and her blonde curls looked a little uneven and dark, and her eyes. Her grey eyes, taht I stared into practically 99.9% of the time I spent with her. Like fluffy grey clouds spread amongst a grey backdrop. With flecks of white and a little bit of blue. But then I realised that was my reflection. But what confused me was how reddish they were. Not creepy reddish, but concerning reddish, and considerably puffy, like she had been crying nonstop. The smile lines she had were fading and so was the gray strand of hair we shared from holding up the world. 'Cept I didnt have mine anymore. That was pretty much my only regret.

"Were you crying?" I  blurted out. I don't know why. I just did. Even if Annabeth cheated on me, we're still friends. That hasnt changed. And I'm concerned about every one of my friends, so dont look at me like that.

Her grey eyes stared back at me, trembling as she tried to think of a reply.

My hands instantly reached out and pushed back a strand of her rigged, golden locks behind her ear, in a sort of friendly gesture, and smiled at her my 'everything's-gonna-be-okay' smile that I often gave Castor and Bianca. She looked a little...startled, and I felt a little guilty for acting too fast. But I'm percy jackson. I dont think, I do.
But I guess I'm not percy Jackson anymore. I dont even think percy jackson exists anymore.

Maybe taht part of me faded like Pan, never to be seen again, and a little part of his spirit is stil stuck in me, waiting for chances like this to make me do stupid things.

I might look tuff(addie would snort, but seriously, u gotta admit, I look pretty badass), and act tuff(she would snort again, annoyingly) but I've got my dorkiness. I haven't done anything with taht. I might have replaced selflessness with cockiness, and upgraded my sense of humor, and my appearance, but I am still me.

A happy teenage boy who loved his mom and everything blue.

I might've lost my mom, but theres still plenty of blue food in the world. Let's just hope I stay this way.

"No." She mumbled.
"You sure about that?" I replied back, my voice a teensy bit hoarse.
She just looked the other way.
"Hey." I said, and she turned to look at me "Its not wrong to cry."
"It isnt, but I'd rather not tell anyone." She said back.

"Can I be your friend?" I blurted out, again. I'm sorry, but I'd like to start over. Annabeth can be a witch in the worst of times, but I'd like to believe that day never happened. I want to be happy with thsi girl again. Just this time, as a friend, as just a friend.

She looked a bit perplexed and I was worried she didnt want to befriend me. I guess I couldn't blame her. I was soaked top to bottom(apparently Chiron is blind to the water dripping from me.), in slightly skintight clothes, and my usually perfect blue hair stuck to my face. I wish I hadn't let go of the minivan. I would've been nice and dry, and looked a whole lot more better. DO U KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO GET THE PERFECT OUTFIT???

"Sure." She said. I was surprised that she even considered the offer. The Annabeth that I had to deal with before I 'died' was a harsh, cold creature who would smack you if you didnt know the formula for pi. You tell me, how do I learn the entire formula of pie, and say it by heart. I mean, c'mon! And its recipe for hades sake.
 
Then she did something even more surprising. She winked.
Whadda hell she wink at me for?

Then she walked away, waved and towards her cabin.

Strange girl. I sighed and turned towards where I was gonna stay before I heard rushing behind me, and huffing and puffinga s I was knocked to the ground.

"Wassup Newbie!"

Alex/Luke Pov

Is it stupid that I tried to look for thalia?? Um..yeah.
Pretty much.

Even though my brain nearly knew taht she was a hunter now, as in an eternal maiden warrior who served as lieutenant for Artemis, goddess of the moon, it got me curious as to where she was now.
I tried the woods, where addie ditched me and went to explore a cave. I just went further and further and finally got such of it until I decided to retreat back to camp.

Taht was when I heard the voices.  Strange, highpitched noises form somewhere within the woods. I went in the direction it was coming from, pretty stupid really, and it wasn't until I had gotten a few yards in that range had a pale hand dragged me back and held a dagger at my throat. Suddenly, I was hit by a swift breeze of fresh pine and a loud fragrance that I had no trouble recognizing.

"Who are you?"

《MUHAHAHAHAHAHA EVIL LAUGH. here's a cliffhanger, cuz I'm lazy and prefer to erase people's souls by doing evil things as creating cliffhangers taht possibly lead to nowhere. I also really want to do something productive with my winter break. Like, I've been scrolling through insta and youtube since 9 in the mornin. I wanted to draw, but then I came by wattpad and decided to drop by...Anyway, A D I O S》

"You're British?!" She asked, a little bounce in her step and voice a little high pitched.

"Do I sound british?" I asked, a little surprised.

"Gosh," I said exasperated. "Thsi is what happens when you hand around aria too much!!"