This is only a spectaculation only, kay? Maybe a multishot. In this I'll be writing about Percy's death. Reasons will be provided before I continue onto the story. As well, I have to thank Viria13's art for giving me inspiration for writing this.
Reasons:
-Some theories say that the door of Death can only be closed by people on the inside, which means only Percy or Annabeth can close the Doors of Death.
-Percy's fatal flaw is personal loyalty; which means he may sacrifice his own life in exchange for Annabeth's.
Why he will not die in the book:
-Rick Riordan wouldn't be so stupid to kill of his main character
-Percy is one of the seven
-"To storm or fire the world must fall" Percy may be needed in the downfall of Gaia
And now... Let the story begin...
It had been days of walking and fighting off monsters. Sometimes, when the monsters were real deadly and ancient, they could only hide as well as they can from the monster and wait for it to pass. Their clothes were tattered, charred and covered in monster slime. Annabeth had found her backpack, which was good, and Daedalus's laptop wasn't spoilt and it could be used. A river flowed through Tartarus. Shallow, yes. Drinkable, yes. They had to make do with it for the past few days. Lava flowed from crevices and lit up the pit with an eerie orange glow. Finally, their days of suffering was over. The door, held by metal chains was in front of them. No walls, just a door. The Doors of Death. Close it, and the monsters from Tartarus wouldn't be able to escape that easily. Percy held Riptide in one hand and in the other, he was supporting Annabeth and her broken ankle. Annabeth wielded her dagger and they headed for the door.
"There, careful," Percy said as he helped Annabeth up to the Doors of Death. "One, two, three," they counted and swung open the door. The others were already waiting for them on the opposite side. Percy's eyes lit up. 'You found your way here?" he grinned. No one was smiling. "What's wrong?" Percy asked. Nico said solemnly,"the Doors of Death has to be closed from the inside and the outside. And only the person on the inside can close the doors on the inside. Which means either you or Annabeth will close the Doors of Death." There was complete silence. Percy couldn't lose Annabeth, and neither could Annabeth.
"Annabeth," Percy finally said. "I'll close the Doors of Death. You go."
"No! I can't! We'll be together forever! You promised me!"
"Annabeth," Percy said again, pushing Annabeth's arm away. "I promise, I promise you I'll come out of Tartarus."
"No." Tears welled up in Annabeth's eyes. "Percy, you can't!"
"I'll be safe and sound. I'll be with you after everything's over." He kissed Annabeth lightly on her forehead and a tear rolled down his cheek, dripping onto Annabeth's nose.
"Percy," she said, wiping off his tears. "You promised me. No breaking of promises, okay?"
Percy gave a smile. That smile may be the last she will ever see. Annabeth walked over to the other side of the doors. "Goodbye, everyone," Percy said, closing the doors.
"Goodbye, wise girl. I'll love you always."
The doors closed. "Percy!" Annabeth screamed, pounding on the closed doors. "Percy..." The others consoled her, but it was of no use. She had lost her boyfriend once. Now she had lost her boyfriend again, and he is never coming back again. Her heart shattered into a thousand pieces, her tears flowing down uncontrollably. The promises he made will never come true. Never.
"Goodbye, wise girl. I'll love you always."
Okay. I'm done with this. Please leave a review on how you think about this.
