Percy's Point of View
Of course they ask why Annabeth attacked.
" The usual," I told them," Wants me dead, or wants something I'm head of. In that case both."
" Why does she want you dead?"
" It's nuetrual."
" Head of?"
" Army going against her and trying to kill her army."
Ms.Lenete looked at me for a minute.
" Army?"
" It's sort of a long story," I told Ms.Lenete and the others," A really long story."
" We have time," Shockenmier told me, wanting to know so badly.
" I don't," I told them, walking into my dorm room and started, once again, crying. I can't go home to a family, I have none. Camp Half-Blood needs no more help than it has. I'm just getting attacked here. The gods hate me most. So does everyone else. ( Except Bob )
I cried for hours. Skipped lunch. Now I was battered and cut and bruised once again, and water wasn't helping anymore with gods against us. I could almost hear my brother telling me he was sorry about this. Almost. Like it was right in front of me, but yet so far at the same time. Like on a flying ship. It seems like you could touch and grab a building it's so close, when it's so so far away in reality. I wanted to be done. . . I wanted this to be over.
I had heard someone in the school as I was in my room. Nico.
" Percy has a really tough life," Nico explained to Ms.Lenete," That fight was one in thousands, maybe millions."
They ask some questions, he gives some answers.
" He's called a demigod," Nico explained," The son of Poseidon, Savior of Olympous, Hero of Olympous. Greatest hero of all time."
They asked something else.
" He pushed himself to far," Nico answered," As in his loyalty mostly. Most of us did. Trusting Annabeth as long as we knew her. Then she was killed. On the inside. Her body is there, but she isn't."
I ignored the knocking on my door that night.
