The Child Of Time

chapter 8

3rd Person-

"Percy Jackson, I am watching you." Zeus said sternly. "As soon as what you've stolen returns to me, you will be a pile of ashes."

With a glare, the king and the gods vanished.

All Percy knew was that he was feeling dizzy.

"Whoa, Percy. You've got a cut." Annabeth exclaimed. Chiron pointed to the infirmary.

"To the infirmary I go." Percy sighed, walking to the building.

"You're such a seaweed brain." Annabeth caught up to him.

"Oh yeah," Percy rolled his eyes. "Children of Athena hate children of Poseidon."

"Technically, you're half Kronos." Annabeth stated. "It's impossible to be born the way you were. A titan and a god."

"Now you're questioning about my birth?"

"I'm just saying," Annabeth guessed. "I don't know how your mother survived, with that much power inside of you."

"That's a bit hypocritical, don't ya think?" Percy gave a smile. Annabeth cocked her head.

"I mean, you came out of someone's head,f or Zeus's sake."

"I don't have to explain how I was born." Annabeth opened the door to the infirmary. "You've told us about every thing-but some details are missing."

"Like what?" Percy took off his armor to reveal a gash in his chest.

Annabeth tried really hard not to look at his figure instead she said, "How did you avoid monsters?"

"I'm a child of Kronos, monsters don't want to mess with me."

"What did you steal?" Annabeth asked, regarding Zeus and Percy's conversation earlier.

"What?" Percy had a blank face.

"You must've stolen something important." Annabeth urged. "Or you lost it."

"I didn't take anything." Percy defended.

"Percy, you may be good at hiding things, but I suggest you return it."

"Annabeth, I have no clue what you're talking about."

"Why did Zeus accuse you of stealing something, then?" She asked.

"What does Zeus know?" Percy bandaged his arm. "He's getting old, anyway."

Thunder shook the infirmary. "It's true and you know it!" Percy shouted.

"The more you do that, the more people aren't going to trust you." Annabeth advised.

"They already think I've stolen an item, one more mistake isn't going to kill me."

"Annabeth!" Grover rushed in. "Chiron needs you."

Annabeth sighed but left anyway.

"S'up?" Grover mumbled to Percy.

"Hey," Percy smiled, letting the nymphs patch him up. "You're a satyr, aren't you?"

"Well, I'm certainly not a donkey." Grover chuckled.

Percy laughed and said, "Heard you're searching for Pan, have you gotten a lead?"

"No, I need to be in a quest." Grover pouted.

"You know,your first mistake wasn't that bad-Thalia made her choice." Percy stood up, leaving his blood stained shirt.

"I'm not going to even ask how you know that," Grover said. "but I was supposed to bring her back, no delays."

"You saved two lives in the process, Grover. I'm sure you'll get a quest." Percy thanked the nymphs and walked outside with Grover.