The Secret

Percy? pov.

I should tell her. Actually I have to tell her. Time is running out. But not right now, she scares me when she's in death mode ( we're playing capture the flag).

"Okay, Percy, you and Will are going through the middle. Connor and Malcom are going to the right while Travis and I are on the left. Make no mistakes and leave no man alive. Good luck!" Annabeth said.

10 minuets later

The flag was in my hand and I was running full speed back to base when my arm started to burn. Chiron must have took notice to this. He gave us a time out and walked over to me.

"Percy are you okay?" his face contorted with confusion and concern.

"The tattoo" I said looking down at it. Only Chiron and me can see it. It's gotten smaller since this last happened. It looks as if I'll only have three more days until I turn back into who I really am.

"Let's go back to the Big House." He said. I nodded and jumped onto his back.

"It's getting smaller." I said stating the facts.

"I know. Do you have any ideas on how we can cover this up?"

I thought for a minuet. "Fake my death."

"Huh?" He hesitated for a moment. "What about Annabeth?"

"What about me?"