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by Rick Riordan


  "We will not sit back," Chiron promised. "But you must be careful. Kronos wants you to come unraveled. He wants your life disrupted, your thoughts clouded with fear and anger. Do not give him what he wants. Train patiently. Your time will come."

  "Assuming I live that long."

  Chiron put his hand on my ankle. "You'll have to trust me, Percy. You will live. But first you must decide your path for the coming year. I cannot tell you the right choice…." I got the feeling that he had a very definite opinion, and it was taking all his willpower not to advise me. "But you must decide whether to stay at Camp Half-Blood year-round, or return to the mortal world for seventh grade and be a summer camper. Think on that. When I get back from Olympus, you must tell me your decision."

  I wanted to protest. I wanted to ask him more questions. But his expression told me there could be no more discussion; he had said as much as he could.

  "I'll be back as soon as I can," Chiron promised. "Argus will watch over you."

  He glanced at Annabeth. "Oh, and, my dear… whenever you're ready, they're here."

  "Who's here?" I asked.

  Nobody answered.

  Chiron rolled himself out of the room. I heard the wheels of his chair clunk carefully down the front steps, two at a time.

  Annabeth studied the ice in my drink.

  "What's wrong?" I asked her.

  "Nothing." She set the glass on the table. "I … just took your advice about something. You … um … need anything?"

  "Yeah. Help me up. I want to go outside."

  "Percy, that isn't a good idea."

  I slid my legs out of bed. Annabeth caught me before I could crumple to the floor. A wave of nausea rolled over me.

  Annabeth said, "I told you …"

  "I'm fine," I insisted. I didn't want to lie in bed like an invalid while Luke was out there planning to destroy the Western world.

  I managed a step forward. Then another, still leaning heavily on Annabeth. Argus followed us outside, but he kept his distance.

  By the time we reached the porch, my face was beaded with sweat. My stomach had twisted into knots. But I had managed to make it all the way to the railing.

  It was dusk. The camp looked completely deserted. The cabins were dark and the volleyball pit silent. No canoes cut the surface of the lake. Beyond the woods and the strawberry fields, the Long Island Sound glittered in the last light of the sun.

  "What are you going to do?" Annabeth asked me.

  "I don't know."

  I told her I got the feeling Chiron wanted me to stay year-round, to put in more individual training time, but I wasn't sure that's what I wanted. I admitted I'd feel bad about leaving her alone, though, with only Clarisse for company….

  Annabeth pursed her lips, then said quietly, "I'm going home for the year, Percy."

  I stared at her. "You mean, to your dad's?"

  She pointed toward the crest of Half-Blood Hill. Next to Thalia's pine tree, at the very edge of the camp's magical boundaries, a family stood silhouetted—two little children, a woman, and a tall man with blond hair. They seemed to be waiting. The man was holding a backpack that looked like the one Annabeth had gotten from Waterland in Denver.

  "I wrote him a letter when we got back," Annabeth said. "Just like you suggested. I told him… I was sorry. I'd come home for the school year if he still wanted me. He wrote back immediately. We decided… we'd give it another try."

  "That took guts."

  She pursed her lips. "You won't try anything stupid during the school year, will you? At least … not without sending me an Iris-message?"

  I managed a smile. "I won't go looking for trouble. I usually don't have to."

  "When I get back next summer," she said, "we'll hunt down Luke. We'll ask for a quest, but if we don't get approval, we'll sneak off and do it anyway. Agreed?"

  "Sounds like a plan worthy of Athena."

  She held out her hand. I shook it.

  "Take care, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth told me. "Keep your eyes open."

  "You too, Wise Girl."

  I watched her walk up the hill and join her family. She gave her father an awkward hug and looked back at the valley one last time. She touched Thalia's pine tree, then allowed herself to be lead over the crest and into the mortal world.

  For the first time at camp, I felt truly alone. I looked out at Long Island Sound and I remembered my father saying, The sea does not like to be restrained.

  I made my decision.

  I wondered, if Poseidon were watching, would he approve of my choice?

  "I'll be back next summer," I promised him. "I'll survive until then. After all, I am your son." I asked Argus to take me down to cabin three, so I could pack my bags for home.

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