Chapter 17 : Crisis

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Chapter 17 is here, enjoy.

//Camp Half Blood//

Percy's POV

It was a quiet day at camp. It had been 2 days since we came back to camp. I had been training Brendan for 3 hours everyday and he was getting better. I was worried about Thalia. She would just sit in her cabin and not come out till meal time, whenever I asked her what's wrong the conversation would go like,

"Hey Thals, is something wrong?'

"Nothing's wrong Percy, I', fine."

I knew something was wrong when she did not retort with another nickname and after 2 days I had had enough. After lunch, I was going to confront her and she would have to answer.

** Time Skip **

After Lunch

I followed Thalia and cut her off before she could reach her cabin. 

"Thalia, please tell me what is wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong Perseus Jackson!" She shouted with anger and frustration as electricity crackled around her.

"Oh yeah? You mean sitting in your cabin all day not doing anything, isolating yourself is fine?"

"Jackson, you're crossing your limits." 

"I don't care."

As soon as I said that I was thrown to the ground and my shirt was burnt.

"I'm just trying to help you."

"You want to help me? How would you feel that as you lived as a tree your best friend just turned againstyour parents? That somewhere you would want to do the same thing in anger?"

"You think, you have suffered the worst? Did you see your mother dying in front of you, killed by an abomination?" 

That seemed to make her realise her mistake. She realized that she was not talking to a pampered boy, but one who had suffered as much as her. I looked around and saw that our shouting had attracted a huge crowd.

"I'm sorry Perce. I was just troubled by the fact that Luke had turned."

"I'm sorry as well Sparky. I just wanted to know that you're okay or not. Besides, even I have not completely gotten over the fact that Luke has turned."

"What did you call me?" She demanded.

"Oh nothing, Thunder Thighs."

"Death Breath."

"Thals."

"Flower Boy."

As our banter began I could see the whole camp deflate as if grateful that a fight hadn't occurred. They should have been worried considering we were the children of 'The Big Three'.

 We walked to her cabin laughing, she was about to go when I said, "So, I can expect you down at the arena tomorrow morning at 6?"

"Sure. First event is archery."

"I'll trash you."

"Challenge accepted."

It seems as though Thalia had forgotten that I had trained with the hunters and I had to be good in archery. Well, tomorrow she would realize her mistake.

** Time Skip **

Next Morning

I was already at the arena doing push ups when Thalia arrived.

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