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This takes place in the TLO, instead of the part where Annabeth and Percy are doing their chores together.

ANNABETH

I sat there, as the rest of the campers walked away, after hearing the great prophecy. After telling Percy he would try so hard, only to die. But when Percy had heard this, he didn't even blink, my hands were shaking more than his, and he just dismissed the thought like it was a fly buzzing around his head.

I wiped a tear from my face. I needed to get everything off my mind, so I drew my dagger, and headed for the arena. But when I got there, someone had already decimated more than half of the practice dummies, and was currently disemboweling another one, violently.

It was Percy. He was shirtless, and sweat glistened on his back. His washboard abs tensed as he swung Riptide, taking off the dummies head. Who knew how long he had been there?

I dropped my dagger in shock. My best friend obviously heard it, as he stopped mid swing and turned to me, wiping his hand across his forehead.

"Hey Wise Girl".

"Percy?" I said. "What are you doing?"

He smiled and gestured to his sword, and the to the damage around him. "Practicing. You know, so I can take down as many monsters as I can, before I die."

I strode up and slapped him across the face. He winced and rubbed his cheek while glaring at me.

"Owe! What was that for?" He said angrily.

"For saying you were going to die, Seaweed Brain!" I exclaimed. "You need to stop thinking like that! You're not going to die. Not on my watch".

His eyes darkened, and he sighed. "Look Annabeth, I've known I was going to die in the final battle for a while now. I'm not afraid to die. As long as it's not pointless."

"What! How? You just heard the prophecy, and you know they always have double meanings Percy! How can you say that?" I pleaded with him, my heart breaking in two.

"A final choice shall end his days can't have a double meaning. Besides, that's not the only prophecy I've heard thats said I'm going to die".

I froze, my hand halfway to his face to slap him again. 'What?" I whispered.

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