Yes, yes. Kill me now. I was... busy. Yeah, that's what it was. This is the unedited version of my Percy Jackson and Chaos story. The edited one is the other story on my profile. Yay! I have no idea what I'm doing... enjoy!
Disclaimer: Don't own PJO.
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Zeta POV (Percy)
I burst into the command room with about 10 seconds left to spare. I got a little held up in the kitchen. Hey that cookie was calling to me. I needed something to tide me over until lunch.
"Ah. Percy. I'm so glad you've come." Chaos said, standing up.
I glared at him. "Not like I had a choice! There were dragon privileges on the line!" I yelled.
He smiled. "So there were. And now my young Percy, I have some very good news."
"There's a refilling fridge in my room?" I guessed, praying in my mind that's what is was.
"No. Nice try." He answered chuckling. "We have new information regarding Project A.
I sat up straighter, completely forgetting about that hotdog I wanted for lunch with relish and ketchup and those little exotic peppers that I found yesterday in Chaos' kitchen. "Yes? What about it?"
"Come with me." he replied, standing up and walking over to his office.
I stood up and followed, stopping next to him by his smoke screen.
"Now this recording took place a day before you came to camp." Chaos said, while picking up a remote. He pressed play and an image formed of Annabeth.
Recording on the smoke screen (Flashback)
It was the afternoon before school let out in Manhattan. Annabeth was folding her camp shirts and placing them in her trunk, perfectly. Of course Annabeth had to do everything perfect. It was the curse of the Athena children I had always said.
When she was done, she closed her trunk and sat down on the bed, taking a photo from the nook above her bed. It showed Annabeth and I hand in hand at the canoe lake. I had just won the canoe race and Annabeth had raced up to me and flung her arms around me. Thalia had taken the picture and I had the goofiest grin on my face.
"One more day Percy." she whispered longingly, stroking the picture.
Suddenly the door to the Athena cabin burst open and a panting Malcolm stood in the doorway. Annabeth set the picture down and looked questioningly at her half- brother.
His panting slowed and he finally stood straight from leaning on the desk by the door. "Chiron wants to see you at the big house. Something about a new camper."
She stood up and walked to the open door, stopping to look at her brother. "Thanks Malcolm. Back to archery practice."
