"Lord Hermes." I said. We all bowed to him as much as we could while sitting down. "Lord Hermes what are you doing here?" Percy asked. "You demigods are not the only ones who are scared." Hermes replied. "Just imagine thousands of people asking to go to the 600th floor when visiting the Empire State Building." We all said oh. Hermes pulled out more of the turkey and asked, "Would you like some?" Me and Percy grabbed some and ate just a little bit at first. "It tasted like blueberry pancakes!" I exclaimed. "Mine tasted like strawberries!" Percy said.
"This turkey is a recipe us gods use all the time because, well not all of us like the plain taste of turkey." Hermes exclaimed. "Why don't we have this?" Leo asked. "Because..." Hermes started. "Its a GODS recipe." We all looked at Hermes like, really.PERCY
The thing is...I couldn't taste the turkey. It didn't taste like stawberries. To me, it tasted like stale bread, you know, like the kind they feed you in dungeons. My guess, is that its the poison from Tartarus messing up my taste buds. I could tell I was getting worse, I was getting really tired and my legs started getting wobbly. The bus was like heaven, I was so glad to sit down. But when Hermes showed up. Every time he stopped a sentence he would look at me. I could tell he knew that I was sick. He wouldn't say anything about it, my guess is that he was waiting for me to say something about it. I just looked away. "Percy is something wrong?" Annabeth asked worried. "N-no i'm fine just a little tired." I replied. "I think i'll just take a short nap.
My dream expressed everything I was thinking. Of Tartarus, of the poison, of Gaea and of Annabeth. My dream was when we were down in Tartarus, I was still poisoned and Annabeth was fighting cyclops. They were clearly overpowering her. Then they finished her off, threw her to the side like a broken toy. I tried to call her name as her lifeless body flew in slow motion into the wall. My voice couldn't reach her.
She was gone. The cyclops started laughing, I pulled put riptide but couldn't stand straight. Thats when I woke up to Annabeth and Leo staring at me. "What?" I said.
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Finding The Author
Fiksi PenggemarPanic arises when Camp Half Blood finds out about books written about the demigods. Its up to Percy, Leo and Annabeth to find out who The Author is. The Percy Jackson series belongs to Rick Riordan. Not me. I am not as good a writer as him. Just say...