A/N: This is my first story so read and review.
Percy was a prisoner.
Not like a crime prisoner, but more like a prisoner of war. A P.O.W. He was captured by Kronos. He didn't remember how, but he knew he was with Annabeth, about to tell her he lo... Annabeth! Where was she!
Was she alive? Was she okay? He was so worried about her. Then he heard her. "Percy?" "Percy!" He called "Annabeth! I'm right here!" "Where?" "Here!" "Percy, thank the gods your alive!," She said holding him in the darkness. "Ill always be right here," he cooed, trying to calm her down. She said "She was worried sick about him as soon as she woke up in the dungeon." " Its all right," he assured her. She said "I already made an escape plan. There is a section of wall that is crumbling, so all you have to do is find a rock to break through." He searched for a rock, and soon enough found one. So he began to tunnel through the wall. As it was only a few inches thick, he soon broke through. He widened the hole and climbed through, only to find......
Ha ha cliffie!!!!!!