Constellations: Chapter 3

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Piper POV

When Chiron said that there was a threat asking for Annabeth, it just didn't make sense. They knew she was dead, she couldn't be alive. Could she?

No. Nico told me himself, he could not sense Annabeth's life source. She was dead. But did Nico see her in the Underworld?

No! Don't get you hopes up! I scolded myself, I can't get excited about something that will never happen. I mean, Percy's not…

I turned my head to look at Percy, who looked like he had been punched.

"They-they think she's alive? But… they were the ones to kill her!" Percy said, practically reading my mind.

"Okay, hold up!" Jason said "Sorry Percy, but Annabeth is dead. I know, that this threat-we can't just say this is a sign she's alive. I mean this could…" His voice trailed off as he read the note. "I-I mean we can't- just… I don't know."

Jason was right, there's not much to think. But no Annabeth is dead.

"Nico, you said she's dead right?" Jason asked.

"Yes. I am certain she died. Guys, she's dead." Nico responded.

Percy stood up and walked out of the room. I didn't run after him. We needed to talk about this without him, because it could get bad.

"Guys, we can't go around saying 'Annabeth's dead' on her birthday!" I yelled.

Everyone seemed to sink in their chairs. I'm pretty sure half of those people forgot.

"Maybe you haven't noticed, but the waves have not calmed down all day! That only happens when Percy is upset. Please just take a minute to understand he loved her!" I was so frustrated.

"Please Jason, let this go until after her birthday. Please?" I asked.

"Okay. You're right. We shoul-"

All the sudden the conch horn sounded. The camp was under attack.

. . .

This wasn't unnatural. Attacks happen a lot. But this, this was crazy.

Maybe 10 hellhounds, a lot of emposai, the lamia, the Minotaur. And worst of all, the shadow thingies.

Dark figures, with cloaks as dark as Nyx. The bottom of the cloaks seemed to disappear as they hit the ground. The hoods cover their faces, if they had any.

My first thought: Dementors?

My second thought They are most definitely going to kill us. I shuddered.

"Annabeth Chase" One of them spoke. It's voice was raspy, but clear. Though that doesn't make sense.

Percy was standing, covered in monster dusted. I looked around there was maybe 2 or 3 hellhounds left. Percy had gotten all of them.

Percy voice was strong, you never would have guessed it was a bad day for him "She's dead."

The hooded creature cocked its head to the side. "Dead, you say. Well, then we will just have to make sure."

Then chaos crashed down.

A million monsters filed out of the border.

"How did they get past the border?" I yelled.

"I don't know Pipes! But we need to retreat!" Percy yelled.

Jason ran up with Leo on his tail. "Where would we retreat to?"

"Camp Jupiter, it's the only other place." I piped up.

"How will we get from here to California?" Leo asked.

Percy looked around all of the campers surrounded him, the monsters were getting closer. "We run for the exit. We grab the Delphi trucks and drive. Everyone go to your cabins! You have 5 minutes to grab weapons and any other valuables! They can't be too big. Older campers help the younger. We need to get out of here!"

Chiron was already galloping away, not retreating but making a safe passage.

I looked back at the camp, took a deep breath, and ran towards my cabin for the last time.

A/N:

That was really crappy.

The next chapter is better than this one.

Anyway, Camp Half-Blood is gone :'(

I honestly didn't want to do it but I had to.

To get the story moving, you know!

~E.T.

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