The King of the Galaxy

Chapter 19- Is it Finally Over?

King/Commander Alpha's-

"C'mon dude, no need for haste." Alpha said lowly, leaning against a wall.

The small boy stopped what he was doing, and looked up at him before quickly going back to work. His work? Nothing really, he was only really a servant of Kronos.

Really, he was only cleaning up the blood puddles. At that thought, Alpha scoffed.

Only cleaning up the blood puddles... What sarcasm.

Alpha didn't know how much longer he'd have to put up with this torture. In his mind, it was worse than Tartarus. Why? Because no Annabeth. As much as he hated her, she'd always have a place in his heart.

Ugh, the things racing in his mind were driving him crazy.

He wondered when somebody would show up. Alpha was also quite confused on the situation with Annabeth.

What the Hades had happened with her [recently] though?

Suddenly, everything seemed to stop. The blood rushed to his ears, and he felt his fingers go numb. He wasn't sure what was happening, but he sure as hell didn't like it.

"Oh Percy? Oh Percy!" Kronos practically sang from the hall, making a fuss.

"Can I come in? Oh, I think I'll just let myself in!" The powerful Titan skipped in like a fool, though he was no fool. He was merely taunting the poor king.

"What do you want?" Alpha feebly asked, while black spots danced in his vision.

Kronos rolled his eyes merrily, clearly in a fantastic mood.

"Why, it's play time! Let's have some fun," he laughed, showing off a crooked dagger, coated in rust.

Alpha meekly fainted and the thought of the object going through his back over, and over again.

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When he woke up, his first sight was Kronos directly on top of him.

Annabeth-

The light of day was limited to be seen through the thick trees. She has no idea where she is... and that terrifies her.

Annabeth just was... lost.

Never in her life has she not known what to do.

I mean, sure she was looking for some town to call for help, but no place was in sight. And she didn't know what to do next. How is she supposed to get home?

Annabeth was terrified, and anybody in her situation ought to be.

All she remembered from the abduction was the commander. But surely he was possessed or at least not in his right state of mind. Either way, it was the middle of the night, so she mustn't be sure of who it was.

And at that moment, she heard a few people talking to each other hurriedly. Somebody else was here, they could help.

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So I wrote this chapter in third person, is it better written out this way? It's easier to write stuff out like this, but I'm not sure if I should continue in third person or stick to first person.

Which should I do:

third person from now on

or

stick to first person

Thanks for reading though, vote please?