Chapter 16

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Please correct me if I have the timeline for this story all jacked up so I can go back and fix what needs to be fixed.

Thalia's POV

After Grover hung up I made my way to the entrance at Camp Half-Blood. The Hunters hadn't been to far from camp. A couple minutes walk at the most. I think Lady Artemis had planned on coming soon so that she could brag at the next meeting about how the Hunters won capture the flag. Again. If I was right that meant that I had to find a 3rd person to go on this mission with us an then leave before word go out about what we were really planning on doing. I already had some one in mind but I had to be sure that they hadn't been brainwashed too.

Apparently I walked faster than I thought because in what felt like no time at all I had made it up the hill, past my old pine tree, and I to the main area of camp. I saw Grover waiting for me next the Big House, munching nervously on a piece of aluminum. This made me chuckle. Some things never changed. I approached him and smiled lightly. Grover had been a good friend for a long time.

"I'm glad you're here. I want to start as soon as possible," Grover said hurriedly.

"Calm down. First I have to find Nico to see if he can come with us. And then to talk with Chiron and tell him that I'll be borrowing the pair of you for about to weeks," I said, laughing at his enthusiasm. Grover took a deep breath to get a grip before he pointed to the archery range and telling me that I would find Chiron. I nodded my head before pivoting and heading in Chiron's direction.

Nico's POV

The end of the war was supposed to be happy. Not weird. But I guess the Fates decided that they didn't want the fun to end. And apparently their idea of fun is much different then most people's. In all fairness they weren't people, but that didn't matter. Sending my cousin off into the hands of some wacko Earth Queen was not okay. Yes, I just got over my crush on him but that didn't mean that I couldn't be worried about his safety. Which was a full time job because Percy is, well.....Percy. It didn't help that I was cooped up in the infirmary so I couldn't do anything to help. If some one was helping at all. Maybe I was the only one who knew that Percy wasn't some sort of demonic creature that had dragged itself out of the Underworld.

The thought of no one searching for a Percy made me want to do something even more. But I couldn't because Mr.Will Solace seems to think that I have some sort if terminal illness. He's so annoying with his constant questioning and organizing. He's the one who needs to be in some sort of hospital. Not me. I swear he is keeping me here out of sheer stubbornness.

I needed a way out. And I needed to find it fast.

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