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ANNABETH'S POV
One night, Percy and I were walking on the "seashore" of Elysium. He was looking on the horizon, where the "sky" glowed thousands of colors. I smiled, thinking of the future everyone in the world of the living (did I just say that??!) was having. No more Kronos. But I had a fading memory that the very first time Percy died was slowly and painfully in the hands of Kronos. I was there, but I couldn't do anything. They had me chained to the wall. I didn't notice a tear slide down my cheek, and Percy stopping to turn and look at me. "What's wrong?" he asked me. Well, does it look like she wants to tell you?? A part of my brain asked. Another said, he looks HOT. "Nothing. I just wish I could've changed the past so Luke wouldn't betray us and I wouldn't watch you die..." I burst into tears. Luke came out, an angry Thalia trailing behind him. Percy still looked confused, but he hugged me, and I instantly felt okay. Then I noticed we were alive, in his apartment. I broke the hug and checked the calendar. July 2005.... oh... my.. gods...
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