Blazerules34: Ha…yeah it's October…last time I updated was, what, July? Oops…I feel bad. But, in my defense, I'm a freshman in high school, and I'm also in marching band so that takes up a lot of my time, obviously. October is the worst month for it, because I have a competition basically every Saturday.

In other news, THE BLOOD OF OLYMPUS COMES OUT TUESDAY YESSSS. I am SO excited! But I'm also really scared because it's the last book ever. I've been a fan since 2009, and I'm not ready to let go, honestly…

My Instagram account is basically all preparation for The Blood of Olympus. That's literally all it is. I'm the_book_nerd_is_here and if you follow me and let me know it's from this, I'll follow back. Love you guys! Please enjoy!

~Percy's POV~

As Annabeth surveyed the area, I couldn't help but feel unfocused. I had felt Wiress' life draining away in the water. I tried to heal her, but it was already too late. The best I could do for her was make her death quick and painless, and the weight of it rests heavy on my chest.

"Percy?" Annabeth asks, turning her grey eyes on to me. Meeting her gaze, I blink twice. Did she ask me a question?

"What did you say?" I ask, and it surprises me how some things never change. I feel stupid around Annabeth more often than not.

She sighs, and I see the flash of frustration in her eyes, and she pushes her hair back over her shoulder. The cut on her neck from Brutus' knife is healed already, from the water. Hopefully no one will notice that; I keep forgetting that our every move is being watched by the Capitol.

"We need to move. Johanna, Finnick, and Mags could be anywhere. And it's clear that we can't trust them." Her eyes narrow ever so slightly, and I feel the same flash of anger that I know she's feeling. I take a deep breath, and I nod my head, wanting to get away from the water.

"Let's go." I say, and together we help Beetee up and we start to walk away from the beach, away from the betrayal and the deaths that the beach contained.

We don't make it very far when Beetee collapses suddenly. I lurch forward to grab him and he slides to the ground. His eyes roll back into his head, and his body sags. As gently as possible, I lay him down on the ground and crouch beside him, looking up at Annabeth, her face luminous in the moonlight. "I think this is where we'll have to stay."

She nods her head, her face grim. "I'll take first watch, Percy." I try not to show my relief, looking up at her. I start to reach for one of the bags, but then I realize that the only thing we have left is the spiel in my pocket. Letting out a sigh, I start to grab some ferns from the ground and make a pillow out of them.

Annabeth takes a seat with her back resting against a tree trunk, her knife resting on her thigh. She looks alert, and her hair is shining in the light. "Wake me up in two hours." I tell her, and she nods her head without saying anything.

I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep, but as soon as my head hit those ferns on the wet ground, I was out like a light.

My dreams, like always, are chaotic and confusing, and a little terrifying. Demigods never have nice dreams; they're usually warnings of things to come, and what's going on in the world currently. In the past, I've had lots of dreams about terrible things happening.

In my dream, I'm standing on the beach. I can hear rain behind me, but I can't turn around. Lightning flashes from behind me, where the rain is coming from, followed by the sound of thunder. And then the arena goes white, and the ceiling breaks apart.

My dream switches, and I'm suddenly in a dark cellar, and everywhere around me is the sound of crying, and, within a second, screaming. The whole place, however big it is, reeks of pain and misery, with a subtle undertone of death.

"Where am I?" I murmur, looking around, and then suddenly I see something that scares more than anything that has ever happened to me.

I see myself, chained up to the wall, my legs extended in front of me. My wrists are chained up in shackles, and my eyes are closed. My hair is dark and dusty, my face gaunt (have I been fed?) and the sick thing is, I'm not moving.

There are two other people on my sides, one male, and one female. But before I can see who the people are, my dream shifts again.

This time, I'm in a long conference room filled with computers, and no windows. There's one long table, and every seat in it is taken, and briefly, I see Haymitch, but then I keep looking. Some type of conversation is going on, but before I can figure it out, I see Annabeth.

She stands up, her eyes blazing, and slams her hands on to the table. Her hair is pulled back into a pony tail, and she's wearing shorts and a tank top. She's glaring at a lady with gray hair, who is staring back at her. Everything is silent as she begins to speak.

"Katniss is unable to be your Mockingjay. You all know this…which is why I'm here, not her. I have lost more than I should have due to your plans, Coin, but I'm still here." Annabeth's lower lip trembles, but then she rolls her shoulders back, and then she reins in her emotions once more. "I am the Mockingjay. And those are my conditions, take them or leave them. But if you leave them, there will be no second chances. You will have to find someone else that can wield the power that I can, and there is no one else that can do this besides me. Take it or leave it, Coin." And with that, she turns around and walks out the door, slamming it behind her.

I see Haymitch start to laugh at the expression on this Coin lady's face, and then I feel Annabeth start to shake me and I wake up.

I don't say anything as we switch places, and Annabeth collapses on my bed of ferns without a word. Within seconds, she's snoring lightly in her sleep, her back turned towards me. And, as bad as it sounds, I can only halfway focus on keeping watch. The other half of my brain is focusing on my dreams.

What did they mean? Why was I tied up the way I was? Who was there with me? And why was Annabeth saying all of those things about being a…Mockingjay?

Annabeth stirs and murmurs in her sleep, and I look at her, and then I turn my gaze around the forest, pushing those questions out of my head. For now, I can't worry about those things. For now, Annabeth needs to stay safe.

Blazerules34: Please don't hurt me! I hope you enjoyed it!