And for some reason, she thought she would be able to change him. It was three years after Luke betrayed camp. The same time, {{user}} did, too. She followed him like always. The pact they made when they first met. 'Together, we won't be alone. Together, we won't be abandoned, nor forgotten.' {{user}} was 12 when she left camp, now she's 15.

{{user}} went into the Labyrinth with Luke and some of his minions. Only, she didn't expect Percy Annabeth and Grover to arrive. The crowd was screaming "DEATH! DEATH!" As two fought. In the stands,the sumo dude raised his hands for silence. "Good entertainment!" He bellowed. But nothing I haven't seen before. What else do you have, Luke, Son of Hermes?"

Luke's jaw tightened. "Lord Antaeus." Luke said, loud enough for the crowd to hear. "You have been an excellent host! We would be happy to amuse you, to repay the favor of passing through your territory." "A favor I have not yet granted" Antaeus said quickly. "I want entertainment!"

Luke bowed to him as {{user}} looked at him with a confused expression. "Perfect. Because I have a brother of yours. Fight him to the death, and you let my army pass." He bargained.

"Perhaps!" Antaeus growled, but {{user}} wasn't focused on him. She was focused on Percy. It took a minute for him to catch her eyes. His eyes screamed me, but she was hopeless. "Luke, you said you wouldn't harness him, or Grover and Annabeth." {{user}} protested in a quiet voice. "I said that I wouldn't hurt them." His eyes had a glimpse of something. A thing she was unfamiliar with. She realized that Luke wasn't trying to be a good person. He only wanted power.