Prophecies and Dreams

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Annabeth seemed kind of upset, today.
She was dragging her shoulders, so it looked like the chiton was wearing her down.

I asked her why, and she refused to talk.
What was up?
Finally, for the hundredth time, I asked, "Annabeth, what's eating you?"

"I had a chat with Mom. She kept on doing the 'I told you so' thing about Percy. But I know it isn't true. He still has the good in him. All we have to do is...oh, who am I kidding? I was wrong about everything." She cried.

I comforted her, as she cried.

"Hey, look. Percy's a great guys, and even though he believe the gods that you were evil, he still loves you. I know he does. Now quit crying, and let's do something." I joked.

Annabeth laughed, to my relief. "You're right. But get the fact straight that it's two in the morning right now. Let's sleep."
I nodded, yawned, and went to bed.

"Captain End, I tried my best to get him in...but...I may-"

"WHAT?!"

"Captain, please. I'm sorry, he is too stubborn. Please tell me about his past, so I can get to him. I can get to him personally."

"Not so useless, I see. Well, Shadow, he used to love the stars. But she never loved him back. That is all I shall tell you."

"The stars...AHA! The eldest Chaotic Child!"

"Get that brain if your working. Now go cook up the plan."

"Thank you, Captain."

*Time Elapse*

He was alone in the room, he paced back and forth.

"Annabeth. Annabeth. Annabeth. Oh, I must stop thinking about her."

But he couldn't help it. He still loved her.

"The gods deceived me. I shall get my revenge, by destroying them. Annabeth, oh gods, if I see you again..."

Tears.

I woke up with a start. It was clear, from my nightmare, that he still loved her.
Then, I just fell into a deep, dreamless slumber, thank the gods.

When it was morning, the Annabeth and I started thinking about how to save the others.

Then, Chiron announced that there was another prophecy, for this adventure.
"But...isn't there already that ridiculously long Chaotic Prophecy?" I protested.

"But there is one for your quest."

Then, Rachel strode out.

"Look, I don't like too many-"

Huntress Star and Dove shall fade
If they are touched by the silver blade
A plan the remaining shall devise
If one is seen in both their eyes

Everyone was quiet.
They would fade if some blade struck them.
But wwwwwhhhhhaaaaaaaatttt?!?!

A plan...me and Annabeth will devise...
That doesn't sound too bad...?

"Okay, people. Let's start with the plan. Ideas?" Annabeth demanded.

"We...uh...save them?" Piper murmured.

"Piper McLean, that's the whole point. Give me something useful." She declared.

"Uh...but what about the verse, if one is seen in both their eyes?" Thalia asked.

"We'll just have to find out, I guess. Prophecies are never good. And don't jump to conclusions, either." Annabeth said.

"Hey, guys, let's just get on with breakfast. Me and Annabeth will think of something." I prompted, eager to stop a fight...well...a brewing fight.

So we continued with our bacon, egg muffin, and sausages. Though we were not in the mood.

Just then, Annabeth pulled me aside.

"Luke. I dreamt of Percy last night. He...he-"
She started crying.

I held her, and patted her on the back.
"Me too. He's trying to find, no, persuade a primordial...I don't know who, but the primordial use to have a crush on the Stars." I said.

"How is that possible?" Annabeth asked. "The stars are...well...stars."

"No, but he referred to the stars as...'Her', or 'She'." I thought.

"Wait...of course...GALATEA!"Annabeth exclaimed. "He used to like Galatea!"

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