《Percy Jackson: Hunter of Artemis》Taking Him Home
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I rode on Aragon all the way to Glass Beach. In the time it took to get there, I had thought a lot about what I had done to Percy. I had made him run away. And now, I was determined to get him back.
I also thought about the woman in my most recent dream. Who was she? What did she want with me? The only thing I knew us that she was at the beach. The beach I was currently riding to.
"Is something wrong, boss?" Aragon asked.
"Nothing is wrong Aragon. And what did I tell you about calling me boss?"
"You said not to, boss," he replied.
I sighed. He is hopeless.
I was jolted out of my thoughts when I saw the beach. But the one thing that shocked me was the fact that it was perfectly clear. There wasn't any fog what so ever.
I told Aragon to land. When he touched the ground and I had gotten off, I told Aragon to shrink as small as he could. After he had done this, I picked him up and put him in my pocket. Then I hiked the rest of the way to the beach.
I expected to feel something evil. I expected to see a malicious person waiting on the beach. I did not expect to see a campfire surrounded by three silver tents and a semi-familiar male sitting in a rock outside the tents with his eyes closed.
When the man opened his eyes, I immediately understood why he looked familiar. Staring at the ocean, sitting just thirty feet away from me, was a man with sea green eyes that I haven't seen in five years. Perseus Jackson.
I wanted to run up to him and kiss him, but something held me back. It was a good thing I did too, because a minute later, Artemis flashed right next to Percy. They exchanged a few words that I couldn't quite catch before Artemis placed her hand on Percy's head and a silvery glow surrounded Percy. They exchanged a few more words before Artemis flashed away again.
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It took me a split second to make my next decision. I drenched a cloth with chloroform and pounced on Percy's back. I pressed the cloth to his airways and held it there. He didn't inhale for another five minutes until I could tell he couldn't take it anymore. He breathed the chemicals in and slumped forward.
I got off his back and whistled for Aragon. He appeared by my side and I lugged Percy onto his back before climbing on myself. I told Aragon to head to camp fast. He took off at an amazing speed in the direction of camp.
As we flew, I stroked a strand of hair out of Percy's face, gazing in wonder at his perfect features. I had made a mistake when I cheated on him. But it wouldn't make a difference, because I was going to get him back. And nothing was going to stop me.
Soon enough, we landed in the arena at Camp Half Blood. I carried Percy to the cages we keep for captives (can't have him getting away) and made my way to the dining pavilion where I knew everyone would be gathered. Once ire ached the pavilion, I cleared my throat. Instantly, all eyes were on me.
"What do you want, Annabeth," Nico snarled at me. He still hasn't forgiven me for cheating on his best friend.
"I have good news and bad news. The good news is, Percy is back," I said. Chaos erupted within the pavilion. Everyone was whooping and cheering. Nico calmed them down by screaming, "What's the bad news?"
I took a deep breath before answering. "He didn't come willingly."
"You kidnapped him?!"
"I had no choice! He wouldn't come with me after what I had done! You all know that!"
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"Take us to Percy, Annabeth. And don't think you're off the hook just because our hero is back. You still have Hades to pay for driving him away in the first place!" Clarisse demanded.
I nodded and led them to the arena.
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Hi guys. I am so mad at Wattpad right now. I was checking my book and found that half of this chapter and the next has somehow disappeared! So I had to rewrite it. I know it's not as good as the last one and it's a lot shorter, but it's better this than nothing! Sorry!!
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