This is based near the ending of The Last Olympian, when Luke takes the knife from Percy. Hope you like :)

I raised the knife to strike. Then I looked at Annabeth, at Grover cradling her in his arms, trying to shield her. And I finally understood what she'd been trying to tell me.
You are not the hero, Rachel had said. It will affect what you do.
'Please,' Luke groaned. 'No time.'

If Kronos evolved into his true form, there would be no stopping him. He would make Typhon look like a playground bully.

The line from the Great Prophecy echoed in my head: A hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap. My whole world tipped upside down, and I gave the knife to Luke.
Grover yelped. 'Percy? Are you..um...'

Crazy. Insane. Off my rocker. Probably.

But I watched as Luke grasped the hilt.

I stood before him – defenceless.

He unlatched the side straps of his armour, exposing a small bit of his skin under his left arm, a place that would be very hard to hit.

Before he brought himself to take his own life, he looked over at Annabeth. His eyes full of guilt, probably for all the pain he had caused her. They welled up with tears and one slipped down his cheek. He walked over to Annabeth's weak form and bent down beside her. Grover hesitated and took a deep breath in.

With his empty hand he reached and moved a piece of hair that was hanging over her face, revealing her beautiful grey eyes – they glistened over with tears.

Luke lifted him self back up and nodded his head at me respectfully then lifted the knife over his revealed flesh. He hesitated. Something was wrong. His face showed pain, as if he was fighting something. Kronos. He was fighting back.

'No,' It came out as more of a whisper. 'Luke fight him!'

I began to panic and rushed over towards him. His eyes changed. Those golden eyes that I always dreaded. They flickered from gold to blue, Luke was still fighting him. Then the flickering stopped. Gold.

Grover let out a scared bleat and tried to scramble backwards, grabbing Annabeth's arm to full her over. Kronos put his foot down on Annabeth's other arm, her wounded one. She let out a cry of pain. Grover dropped her arm, thinking it was him that hurt her.

Annabeth let out a painful cry.

'Luke, no, please,' She looked frightened and I was just frozen to the spot. 'Please.'

Kronos, raised the knife over her chest. I suddenly gained control in my legs. I didn't even need to make myself move, I just did. I pounced trying to grab the knife.

'NO!' I heard someone shout. It was Luke. He had gained back his control. A knife in his hand. A bloody knife. I lay sprawled on the other side of Annabeth. I tried to sit up, to see if Annabeth had been hit. Then pain sprung through my body. A huge bloody gash, at the small of my back.

'Percy,' Luke began, still fighting. 'I am so sorry.' Then he did the right thing and lunged the knife into the only remaining vulnerable spot on his body.

Thats when my vision began to blur and my body felt weightless. It felt like I was falling, but nothing in my vision seemed to be moving.
'Percy, no, I can't loose you aswell, not you of all the people,' Annabeth sobbed, leaning over me. 'Please don't leave me.' Then she said three words that made me hold onto my life. 'I need you.' Thats all I needed to hear, but then I slipped into darkness...

Reviews will be appreciated! Give me some ideas on what to come... andso that I know if there is any point in me continuing!