Not All Dreams Are Happy

Okay, before you freak out ("Is this the wrong story?! I have no clue what's going on! What the heck?!") let it be known: YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE CONFUSED.

Piper was sleeping so deeply when the dream came that she didn't realize what it was about. At first, she thought it was her friends talking outside her room because she couldn't see anything(she slept with all the lights completely off). Then she realized who was speaking.

"No, no! Percy!" Annabeth whispered.

"Wha—huh? Annabeth?" Percy slurred his words badly.

"You better not die. I need to talk to you." Piper didn't recognize the voice, but she hated the care-free tone.

"No, he's not okay!" Annabeth shouted, obviously fighting back tears. "He almost died, thanks to you!"

"Annabeth?" Percy's voice was weak, but his words were clearer. "Why are you yelling?"

"Percy!"

"Why is it so dark?"

"We're in Tartarus. Don't you remember?" Annabeth sounded worried. What if he had lost his memory again?

"Sort of... not really. Why does my chest hurt so badly?"

"You just almost died," the other voice said absently. "Still could die, I guess."

"What? How?" Percy asked.

"You fought a demon. Almost killed it," Annabeth sounded as if she still couldn't believe it. "But then Luke had to jump in and 'help'."

"So... why does my chest hurt, again?"

"The demon clawed you up," the third voice said, almost tauntingly.

"Luke! Stop!" Annabeth was on the verge of bursting into tears, Piper could tell.

"You'll have a pretty terrific scar!" Luke laughed.

"Luke, shut up!" Annabeth yelled. "This isn't a game! You're lucky we saved your—"

"Wait." Percy interrupted. "Luke like I—don't—want—him—to—be—who—I—think—he—is—Luke?"

"Yeah," Annabeth said dramatically, "Luke Castellan."

Piper woke with a start. Luke Castellan was dead. Wasn't he?

'''Perty confusing, I know. The next chapter isn't an explaination, though. :)'''