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"this way!" little red yelled.
"why should we follow you?" annabeth demanded. "you led us straight into that death trap!"
"point!" i yelled into the argument.
pirate-teen gave me a funny look, but i ignored it. i wasn't in the mood to explain my issues. (especially not to a dude with one eye)
"it was the way you needed to go," little red said. "and so is this. come on!"
neither annabeth nor i were happy about it, but we ran along with them. little red seemed to know exactly where she was going. she whipped around corners and didn't even hesitate at crossroads.
once she said, "duck!" and we all crouched as a huge axe swung over our heads. then we kept going as if nothing had happened.
we made forty-seven turns, and on at least six of them pirate-teen or i almost tripped. he was at least nice enough to pull me along.
we didn't stop to rest until we came to a room a little bigger than my foyer, with old marble columns holding up the roof. percy stood at the doorway, listening for sounds of pursuit, but he shook his head, signaling nothing.
as soon as we got the signal, pirate-teen collapsed almost taking me down with him. i scowled at him, but he ignored me. "you people are crazy."
"what gave that away?" i asked sarcastically. "the fact that we walked into a death trap, or the fact that we saved you from it?"
he took off his helmet, and for the first time i saw him clearly. i narrowed my eyes at him, and tilted my head.
he pointed at me, "now listen here beauty queen. just 'cause—"
"i know you!" i cried out pointing. "you're — you're... the — ahh — eda — ethan? — ethan! you're ethan!"
i vaguely remembered him being the first person to beat me at climbing the lava wall. he mainly kept to himself, but i do remember a few conversations through the years. i felt guilty that i hadn't even realized he left camp.
