The Captured Soul

--Present time--

"Skye, please. We're only trying to help you." Thalia cried. Skye stared at her as she struggled against the grip of her captors. "Thalia, she doesn't need any help. She's had enough." Luke said, smirking as he put his arm around Skye's shoulder. "Right?"

"Yes, I have had enough help from you, Thalia. So forget it and take everyone back to that stupid damn camp of yours!" Skye shouted. Thalia looked hurt and tears fell down her cheeks. "Skye, don't do this to us. We were your friends!" Percy said, angrily. "Luke tricked you."

"Percy, stop trying. All of you stop trying. She's with me now and there's nothing you can do about it." Luke sneered. Grover bleated as his captor tightened his grip. Luke looked at Skye before turning themselves and walking away.

"Traitors! You're both traitors!" Annabeth yelled, her voice breaking as she fought back tears.

--The past--

Skye and Percy grunted as their swords clanged against each others. "You're good." Percy said, breathlessly. Skye smiled devilishly and sent a shock through Percy's sword, sending the shock to him. Percy shouted in pain and dropped his sword. "Oops." Skye laughed and laid next to him on the ground. "Maybe I'm too good, you know." Percy rolled his eyes and rolled on top of her, supporting himself with his arms. "Well, I wouldn't be too sure about that but..I guess it's fair." He said softly. Skye let out a soft sigh before supporting herself on her elbows to meet Percy's lips. Little did they know, Annabeth Chase was watching them from afar, Clarisse La Rue at her side. "Oh, my Gods. What the..?" Clarisse muttered as they watched. Annabeth looked at her as if she were a wild animal. "I thought you knew they were in a relationship? Everybody knows, except for Mr.D and Chiron." Clarisse rolled her eyes at Annabeth's words. Meanwhile, Grover Underwood, Percy's best friend who also happens to be a Satyr, runs over to Percy. "Whoa! Guys! Public display of affection not allowed." Percy rolled off of Skye and laughed. "What is it, Grover?"

"It's Luke. He's back." The Satyr looked at Percy with slight fear in his eyes.