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ANNABETH

The pit seemed to go on forever. Annabeth was pressed up against Percy's chest, her head nestled in the crook of his neck, feeling the beat of his heart up against her chest. Her ankle was shooting fiery pains up her legs as they approached the grounds of Tartarus. Suddenly, Annabeth bounced of Percy's chest as they hit the ground. Her whole body felt as if it were on fire, and for a moment all she could see was red. When her vision finally returned, Annabeth could see Percy lying a few feet away, probably unconscious. He had gotten the worst of the impact since he had been on the bottom.

"Percy?" Annabeth's voice echoed around the empty cave as she crawled her way over to Percy. There was a gash on the side of his head, but nothing too serious. He groaned, stirring awake. Percy sat up and looked around.

"Oh no. We're in Tartarus now, aren't we?"

"Very good, dear." A sickly sweet voice seemed to come from the walls of the cave. "Very convenient, if I do say so myself. Oh yes, Perseus Jackson and Annabeth Chase. I've been waiting for you."

The voice belonged to the one and only evil earth mother. Gaea.

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