Hey Guys, so...my first story EVER, please review, constructive criticism is welcome...
Percy's POV:
Percy's body felt like solid stone, weighed down, like he couldn't fall fast enough. The last few minutes had happened so fast, he couldn't remember exactly how it went down. One moment, he was looking for Annabeth, and trying to save her from some evil spider. The next, he had found her with a freakishly large statue of her mother, Athena, who happened to hate Percy. Now, he and Annabeth were falling to Tatarus together, hand in hand. Not exactly the kind of date you want to have.
It wasn't exactly painful. There was no wind, nothing, just falling. Percy's hand was so numb, he couldn't even tell if it was the right or the left. All he knew was that Annabeth was clinging on to it below him. He forced himself to fall faster, harder, so that he could be level to her. He knew that Tartarus would have a bottom, and they were bound to hit it, soon.
Percy didn't know much about Tartarus, it was sort of Annabeth's job to have all the information. But Annabeth was only semi-concious, and not much help. However, Percy at least knew that the bottom of Tartarus probably wouldn't be very pleasant. Annabeth wouldn't be able to take the impact. It would be too much, because she was already weak. He could, though. He wasn't too hurt, and if a little pain saved his girlfriend, then he would do it. Percy shifted, so that Annabeth was on top of him. He put one arm on her skull, and the other on her back.
"I love you."
Through the dim, red light, he could just make out Annabeth's face. Twisted in pain, she was still beautiful. He couldn't make out her hair, or the rest of her body. He just saw her face. The blood-red light of Tatarus illuminated her lips. He reached up, and kissed her. It was all he could do. And just like that, they stopped falling.
Startled, Percy pulled away, Annabeth's eyes were full of pain and tears. Percy realized that they were hanging upside down, still in their embrace. Oh gods, her ankle!, he thought. I'm so stupid! Why didn't I cut the string? I'm such a Seaweed Brain! A Kelp Head!
"Percy, we're being pulled up," gasped Annabeth, who was clearly in pain. In the red light, her tears looked like blood, and made Percy angry.
Nobody messes with Annabeth, he thought.
Annabeth motioned towards her ankle, which had turned the wrong way. Percy just nodded, wishing it was him that was in pain. They could feel themselves slowly being reeled up, to some unknown terror. So, that's what a fish feels like when it gets caught, thought Percy. I will never fish again. Annabeth pointed at Percy's back pocket, then at her ankle. She meant for Percy to cut the string, but Percy knew he couldn't. He could either reach for his sword or hold onto Annabeth, and he vowed to never lose her again.
As they were pitfully reeled up, Percy reminded himself of the good times, when he and Annabeth had spent the night together on the warship, and they had just cuddled. And their first kiss, during the Titan War when she thought he was going to die. He thought about her bright grey eyes, laughing at him when he said something stupid. He remembered when she judo-flipped him at their reunion. Out of the blue, Percy laughed. Annabeth turned towards him, and so he kissed her again. However, when he pulled back, something was wrong. Her eyes weren't the bright gray ones he remembered. The flicker of hope was gone.
Through all the adventures they had together, Annabeth's eyes had always given him hope. They were always full of confidence and pride, blocking out any doubt and insecurity. But now it was gone. Her eyes were dull, like she didn't expect to make it out. And at that moment, Percy knew...
He was screwed.
Kay, I know that was short...please review and maybe follow or favorite it if you liked it...it'll get better:)
