DISCLAIMER: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Rick Riordan does.
A/N: To keep me writing, I decided to start a collection of drabbles based on prompts. I'm not sure how many chapter there will be, however, in terms of words, I'm aiming for 100-500 words, although some may be above the limit by a few words. And the title will change when I think of something better.
I apologise for any mistakes and please leave a review.
Enjoy.
Sparks
Rain
Annabeth Chase rested comfortably on her bed. One knee was raised, as she laid one side of her face restfully on it. She gazed blankly out the window, observing Camp Half Blood in the early morning.
The sound of falling rain filled her ears. She closed her stormy grey eyes, and allowed the rain to soothe the turmoil within her heart.
Things just hadn't been the same ever since the disappearance of Perseus Jackson. He had just disappeared without a trace.
Gone.
No words of warning, no Iris Messages. No nothing.
She reopened her eyes, and again, stared blankly out the window. She observed the rain, as it hailed down from the skies. It formed puddles in the ground, wetting everything outside, and watering the plants. The sound was comforting as well. The shower of rain sounded like a gentle lullaby, as it sang in its own unique way.
At times like these, she wasn't in the mood to cry. Sure, she was worried about him, but she knew even if it was buried deep down that her Seaweed Brain would be alright. He always had some sort of luck around him that got him out of trouble.
Always.
In the past, Annabeth hadn't thought much of rain. She knew how it occurred and all, but she never thought it would affect her emotionally. The rain had some sort of power that drew her in, and rinsed her of her troubles.
Annabeth Chase wasn't one to cry, instead, she let the rain cry for her.
Word Count: 254 words
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