pipers eyes

I shrieked and leveled my spear. The drakon turned to me and hissed, as if to say, "Mmm, a tasty snack."
I cleared my throat and shouted, "Evans, u got a plan?"
He had on his thinking face. I could tell he was coming up with something. I stared at him, realizing that after all this time, trying to get him to warm up to Camp-Half Blood, getting him used to the stuff around here, I was actually starting to, u know, like this guy. I mean, he was pretty good looking I guess, with his naturally messy brown-black hair, and his sad, soft, sky-blue eyes, but his personality was... the drakon roared...

*I walk back to Chiron and Percy, a blank look on my face*
Percy: What? Tell us what u heard!
Me: I..... I can't. Too much for.... you. *Max follows me as I go back to my cabin*
Percy: Whatever she heard must be emotional.

I have a dream again, but it's different.

In the dream, Luke was standing door a table. Willie lay on the table, front up, back down. A force field shimmered around him, sapping his energy bit door bit. He looked like he was in a trance. The snake woman was holding Willie's sword, the one I had used to fight Luke. Luke's body was flashing goud in and out, as if two consciousnesses...

**~This is the sequel series to my other fanfic, "The Daughter of Circe". If u haven't read that one, do that first, this one has major spoilers. And special thanks to vlad_todd_fan, who supported the idea of making this in the first place. Also, the song is complete property of the great indie rock band Death Cab for Cutie, I own nothing~**

Four weeks after the quest, everyone's a bit meer used to everything. Rose and I are settling into life at Camp Half-Blood, and same goes for "Luke". Percy was changed a little- the way he walked was different, his archery aim was (supposedly) much better,...