When Percy arrived at camp, he didn't exactly expect to be a demi-god. Let alone, befriend anyone. Camp half-blood was full of people who were just like him, people he didn't know existed. Grover, a Satyr. Annabeth, daughter of Athena. And you, daughter of Zeus.

Last year's quest was something odd. Percy himself didn't expect to develop relationships, and life-long friend ships. For you and Percy, you bonded oddly. For whatever reason, you and him just clicked.

Anyway, a few summers later. You and Percy are totally just friends. Annabeth had been trying to edge you to confess, and Grover kept giving Percy "private bro talks". But you and him were nothing...nothing at all except friends.

Now you are all on a quest. One to save Grover from Polyphemus. Luke poisoned Thalia's tree. Thalia is your older sister, you and her left together as kids, met Luke, met annabeth then went to camp. You were younger though, being seven, the same as annabeth, your bestfriend.

Percy talked about how he dreamt of Thalia in his dream, even if she was just a pine tree now..he had a feeling she could come back. Anyway. Grover is what's important here, saving him, and now clarisse.

You, Percy and Annabeth made it to the golden fleece, turns out it was fake. Percy fell into the trap with Grover and Clarisse, you and Annabeth planned that she'd distract Polyphemus, whilst you strike him. It was going well, until he started throwing hands.

Percy, Grover and Clarisse watched from a small gap in the large boulder blocking their exit. Polyphemus threw annabeth into a bale of hay a few yards away, she was safe but far. But, for you, he hits you across the face with his staff.

Your body drops, blood running down the whole side of your face, knocking you unconscious. Tyson came and tackled polyphemus off the cliff, then Luke arrived. Percy's expression hardened as Luke loomed over your unconscious form. The panic rising as he watched Luke, the leader of Kronos army, your once so called brother, check your pulse.

"Don't touch her! Don't hurt her!"

Percy snapped at Luke, his voice breaking in the worry he was feeling. Percy knew deep down Luke wouldn't hurt you, as you and Luke have a deep history. But the feeling of worry and ever-rising love for you was making Percy stress.

The golden fleece that clarisse was holding could basically help bring someone to life, supporting them in resurrection. Percy also knew this would save your life, but how would he get it to you if he was locked in the cave. Giving it to luke, a member of Kronos' army would give against any plan they had.

You or Olympus. Every thought rushed through his mind as he looked back at you through the space in the boulder. Luke looked worried, his jaw tightening and eyes slightly glossy. Percy couldn't stand it, he snatched the fleece off clarisse who was refusing to let Luke have it. The fleece got shoved through the crack, as Luke grabbed it and layed it over your unconscious form.

Even if Percy just gave the thing that could bring Kronos back, to the leader of Kronos army..at least he knew you were alive. Percy also knew Luke wouldn't hurt you, but if he took you? Percy might just burn everything down.

His jaw clench tightly as Luke lifted you up, bridal style. His arm supporting your head and his other arm under your legs. Percy hit agaisnt the rocks, his voice breaking once again.

"Dont- Luke, you're not taking her on that ship. Don't...."

his voice trailed off, the words dying in his throat.