BROKEN

Hi People,

So here's a Fanfiction we are writing together, and it what we call a "collab". This is the first time either of us has written something with another person, so don't judge, but advice is welcomed. And this is also our first Percy Jackson Fanfic, so here's to the PJO fangirls/boys out there!

DISCLAIMER: "Percy Jackson" belong to the king of the trolls himself, Rick Riordan.

Peace-out, Alex & Katie

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CHAPTER 1

PERCY'S POV

I've never been more nervous walking up the stairs to the attic in the Big House. I feel relieved that Annabeth is with me becau- actually I am starting to have second thoughts on that "relieved" feeling, and I'm not going to lie to you about why. It's just that Annabeth keeps blabbering that everything is going to be fine and that I have nothing to worry about. She is no help. As, fortunately for her, she has only received one of her own prophecies. Where as I have received three, soon to be four. So she has little insight on what I'm going through right now.

The steps creak as Annabeth and I slowly and carefully ascend them. We are right in front of the trapdoor that lead's into the attic, when out of nowhere Annabeth grabs my arm.

"Percy," she says, her voice quiet and shaking.

"Yeah, Annabeth?" I question. Turning around to face her and looking into her beautiful grey eyes, that held so much wisdom- wait, did I just say beautiful? No Percy, Annabeth is just a friend. Right? I shake myself out of my daze as she replies to my question.

"I- umm, I just wanted to say that, whatever happens, it will never ruin our friendship. We will be partners when we train her at camp, when we go on quests together… Basically what I'm trying to say is I'll stick with you no matter what." She says with conviction.

"Umm, Thanks. That means a lot. I don't want to leave your side either," I nervously say, attempting not to embarrass my self.

She throws her arms around me, giving me a friendly hug. Trust me, it didn't mean anything. Seriously. When she let go, she gestured for me to open the attic's trapped door.

The attic is almost exactly the same as how I remember it, dark and spooky. There are cobwebs covering nearly every part of the celling and candles lined all of the tables, none of which were lit. I stand next to the trap door, breathing heavily. A shiver runs down my spin as Annabeth places a hand on my shoulder. She nods her head as I move forward; she stays standing besides the trap door. As I approach the oracle green mist spread across the room, past the tables and all the old souvenirs from battles and quests. Swords, spears, amour, shields, and other various weapons and questing souvenirs. The candles light up and glow a dark lime green colour, as I walk forward.

I can now see the mummified Oracle of Delphi; her withered body is lifeless and still. But as I stand directly in front of her, the green mist starts to curl around the legs of the stool as she sits up, coming "alive". She is still wearing all of the hippie jewelry and bright coloured clothes that she has worn every other time. Suddenly, the oracle's mouth opens and her eyes light up. The glow of her eyes lights up the room in a matter of seconds. I stumble back from the aura coming from the oracle but before I can trip Annabeth is besides me and stops me from falling.

"I am the spirit of Delphi. The speaker of prophesies from the Great Phoebus Apollo. You are here to receive the Great Prophecy." She says with an ancient all-knowing voice.

"Yes." I reply nervously.

The hippie mummy slowly rises and moves toward us. I look at the ground and I realize the oracle doesn't have any feet. I'm sure they were there before. It must just be my head or the lights messing with me. The oracle hovers towards me, a cloud of smoke where her feet should be.

She starts speaking again with green smoke spilling from her mouth.

"Do not believe all you hear,

The end of time is drawing near.

The Son of Poseidon shall save the day,

But in the end his friends, shall he betray."

I don't know what to feel. Worried, angry, sad, guilty...

The oracle has just told me that I will betray my friends. Seriously, I would never even think about doing such a thing. And didn't Athena herself tell me my fatal flaw was loyalty? At least I know that I will save Olympus, I don't want any of my friends or family to get hurt. But how is it even possible to save but also betray Olympus? And more importantly why would I even think about betraying someone I love, I could never do that…

So many questions run through my head. But before I decided to think any deeper into them I turn around to look at Annabeth, to see her reaction. What I see is something I would never thought I would see… Ever… Annabeth's eyes are filled with tears. She's about to cry.