I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS!!!!! NEVER HAVE, NEVER WILL!!!Geez, you think people would know that by now!
Chapter 1: Falling Confessions
"Hold on Annabeth! Just please, hold on!" he screamed. Tears were gushing down from his beautiful sea-green eyes. His rough, calloused hands held my wrists in a death lock, trying to lift my dangling body up and over the edge. Percy Jackson was strong, (you should see him with his shirt off *sigh*) but not strong enough. Every second, his grip was loosening.
Above me, I heard the evil cackle of Rhea, the Titan Queen. "Soon, puny little demigods! You're insignificant world will end. And through my revenge, I shall begin a world anew!" She started toward us, her blue sapphire incrusted sphere raised. She was beautiful, in a weird, terrifying kind of way. She moved closer, her levitated body floating gracefully above the forest floor. Still, I wanted to punch her All Mighty Bitchness in the face for all the pain she had caused us. Someone like that should be punished, and that's exactly what I intended to do. Once I got off this stupid cliff edge.
Percy still hadn't taken his eyes off of me, and that witch was coming closer and closer. Then, a sad and terrifying thought clicked into my head.
"Percy," I squeaked, getting him to focus on my words. "Rhea..she's coming! You...you have to..." I trailed off. The pain in my head was throbbing and made everything tinted red.
"No Annabeth! I won't let you fall. I...I can't." He faltered. I could see in his eyes that he knew he couldn't keep this up much longer. When Rhea reached us, Percy would be stabbed and I would fall. But, if I were to drop myself, Percy would have just enough time to pull out his sword and intercept Rhea's deadly blow.
I looked down at the dark hellhole below me. Yes, I would do it. Anything to save my Percy, the most annoying, egotistic, self-centered, brave, caring, and wonderful person I knew in my short life. For him, I would give up the world.
I tried to wriggle my fingers from his grasp, but his grip only tightened. I twisted my body, and he lost my right hand.
"Please Annabeth. I can't lose you. He begged. He'd figured out what I was trying to do. I could tell by his eyes.
"I'm so sorry Percy. I –I love you."
As the words slipped from my lips, I knew they were true. I could feel it in my heart. So I looked up into his eyes, those beautiful green eyes, and fell.
And as I plummeted into the dark abyss, I heard his terrible scream of agony. Maybe he got away, maybe he didn't. But at that second, I couldn't help but hope that he had loved me as much as I loved him. Then everything went black.