I didn't put up a fight when oercy fought me. Kronos wouldn't kill me, h knew he wanted me to suffer more than just a simple death.

So that's how I was left, two broken ribs, a concussion, and my entire body screaming at me.

"Leo? Where's Percy?" He heard Annabeth say. He moves his head slightly, though it hurt more than anything.

"He's gone. Kronos-he took him,"

I must have forgotten that a bit of anger would be way worse because of the spell. The people around me exploded with anger.

They all yelled at me and kicked me, leaving me even bloodier than before. I saw a son of Apollo leaving, although he had not kicked me.

"Will," I cleaned out, "please help me,"

Will nodded, and that meant he obviously cared about helping people. He forcefully fed me ambrosia, trying to help.

I didn't feel good when it was over, but I didn't feel like I was dying. So I think that's a bonus.

Will took me to the infirmary, where I was somehow the only patient. I could tell he looked bored too, which is why he stayed with me.

"Hey, you most likely won't know this, but do you know where nico is?"

I swallowed back guilt, "will, this is gonna be hard to tell you. Kronos our a spell over the camp that increases emotions, and one over Percy to where he can control him,"

"What does that mean for nico?"

"Kronos needs a host. And he chose Nico,"

The look of grief and horror in his face was nearly tripled, and I quickly grabbed his hand and rubbed it, something my mother always did to me.

"Hey, hey. It's okay, he's gonna be fine, nothing and is gonna happen to it,"

I think I completely underustemated how much the gratitude for calming him down would affect the blond, and smiled at me.

Then he leaned down in kissed me. Granted, I didn't kiss back, but I didn't pull away because who knew what would happen to him if i turned the blond down.

Yeah, this spell was starting to get really annoying.

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