Percy and Annabeth both make it to the doors of death, but percy doesn't make it out of the doors in time. Everyone is on edge as Percy tries to survive on his own in Tartarus while the six try to find a way to get him out of there at Camp Half-Blood and manage to kill Gaea... Will Percy make it out alive? Who will be able to help him if he does?

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Percy

Pain erupts from his skull and sends white flashes in his vision. His ears are ringing. Vertigo sets in and his whole world tilts from left to right. Skin burns. Blood boiling. Throat on fire. His world is flashes of red and black. He steadies himself on a rock and the ringing in his ears slowly diminish. He closes his eyes to try to remeber the last few minutes. Tartarus. Annabeth. Bob. Small bob. Yelling. Pain. More pain. Sword. Tartarus. Doors. Yelling. Blood. Titans. Gaea. Rock.

He slowly openes his eyes and doubles over to vomit what little is in his stomach. He tries to focus on where he is at, but everything is a blur. The pain in his head is overwhelming. Time slows down as he sees blonde hair in his vision. Annabeth. She is the one clear thought in his he-wait. He looks down in confusion to see her sprawled on the other red, dusty, hot ground. Her hair is dirty and her white shirt is torn to peices. Her green shorts are filthy and burn marks run up and down her long, toned legs. What happened?

He revisits what he knows what happened these last few minutes when his hearing clears. Someone is yelling. He whirls around and another wave of nausea and dizziness hits.

"Looks like I caught you in your finest moment, Percy Jackson," someone yells. Percy looks up to find Tartarus staring down at him with his red, beady eyes. Percy snaps out of his suptor and tries to asses the situation as best as he can. Bob the titan is about 30 yards away looking as scary as he can. Annabeth is still unconcious 6 yards away, in between Percy and Tartarus. The doors of death are behind Tartarus and his flock of Titans and Primordials and monsters.

"What did you do to her?" Percy yelled despite his pain in his head. Annabeth still hasn't stirred.

"Nothing important...yet," Tartarus walks a few steps forward to Annabeth. Percy flinches as he tries to run to her and protect her, but realizes his ankle is cuffed to a chain. Like a dog. Everything hurts. He stares at the Titan and something dies inside of him. Hope. The one thing Annabeth and him had since they got in this hell hole. He cant move. He can't think. He can't help save the love of his life. He is stuck.

"Don't touch her," Percy growls as he sees Tartarus pick up Annabeth like a rag doll. She is still unconcious.

"I can't promise anything, Percy... But I have a deal. While you were taking that nap of yours, I began thinking. I have heard a lot about you, Percy, and I hear you are loyal. You will do everything it takes to save your friends. But what do you say about staying down here with me and all my friends? I want you. A slow a painful death in hell rather than a quick one up on earth with Mother Earth," Tartaurs said.

"What if I don't," Percy said. The sulfur intoxicated air around him seemed to grow thicker and Percy has a hard time keeping his eyes open.

"Right to the chase I see. Well, I can tell you Annabeth would suffer more than you, I will kill her," Tartarus says. Percy freezes and the air is still. His hands shake as he begins to realize what is going on. His mind reels as he tries to find a way out of this situation, but he comes to the same conclusion every time: it's impossible. Percy knows Tartarus will kill her. In a second he would. Something must be sacrificed. Not Annabeth. It had to be him. He had to stay. It was the only option.

"I will do it," he says. Bile rises in his throat and the air is steamy. He swallows and looks up to see a satisfied look on his disgusting face. This is for Annabeth. She would do this for me. No- she would somehow find a way out of this. This is for her. She can be saved. Percy continues, "you bring her on the other side of the doors though," Percy demands as his vision blurs with tears, "thats the only thing. Put her in the elevator now."

Tartarus looks down and nods. Tartarus knows this is the best way to torture percy. He turns around and the flock of titans around him make a path to the doors. Percy cant hear anything but the shuffiling of feet and the sound of sniffiling from himself and bob beside him. Bob is cuffed carrying little bob. Percy feels a heavy weight in his pocket and is reminded of riptide. He stiffens.

Memories race into his head. Like life flashing before his eyes. Brilliant streaks of blonde.. Saint louis. Their first kiss. Holding up the sky. Her being poisined. Killing koronos. Remebering her. Returning. Gaea. Camp. Kissing. Falling. I have to say goodbye. This is it. This could be it. I have to help her. What if he kills her now? After I agreed? A light goes out insde of him. In a moment, He uncaps riptide and cuts the chains on his ankles.

Adrenaline courses through his veins like a drug. He needs to run to her. But there is hundreds of titans and monsters in his way. Tartarus and Annabeth are almost at the doors. Percy hears a cry for help from Annabeth, then all hell breaks loose.

"PERCY," screames Annabeth from the doors. She's awake. His head snaps up and tears threat to fall. She is thrashing around and trying to kill Tartarus with the little strength she has. Tears are running freely down her face as she sees the truth behind the meaning of all this. The walls feel like they are crumpling down around him.

Percy begins to run and thrashes and thrashes at monsters to his left and right, just trying to make it to her. His only hope. His life. Her. He held up the sky for her. His body screams to stop but Annabeth is fueling him to keep going.

Bob and Little Bob are fighting alongside Percy, doing most of the work. Percy is diminishing fast as Annabeth's voice grows louder. He is weak and distracted. His body feels like it's on fire. He keeps pushing.

"No. No. No. No... Percy," she yells. Anger excites her voice. Her eyes are blazing with rage and guilt. He can see her sweat. They are at the door, and Tartarus throws her into the elevator with such force the elevator shakes.

Titans roar. Percy yells and tries his best to kill monsters as weak as he is. He is getting closer to Annabeth's yells and the doors. The elevator button dings. He is almost there. Percy sees Tartarus throw Annabeth in the elevator and her screams stop. Percy slices monster after monster trying to get to her. Dust is everywhere. To the doors. He veins are made up of liquid fire and one thing is keeping him going.

Annabeth.

He glances in the elevator and sees she has gone still. She's given up. She knows the inevitable. Her body shows signs of exhaustion and she goes limp to the floor of the elevator. His pause was too long and Percy falls. His chin hits the groud and pain erupts from his head again. He gasps and it looks like the dust is dancing around him. He looks at the door to find Annabeth yelling for him. Everything is blurry. Time slows and the elevator doors begin to close.

This is it.

The end?

For her,

It was all for her

"I love you," he yells as he is on the ground. He doesnt know if he said it aloud or in his mind. He is transferred to another place in time for a moment and all he wants to gently stroke her hand and tell her everything will be alright, see the moonlight dancing off of her hair and her tanned skin, her grey eyes staring into his. For in that moment nothing hurts and everything is fine. Bob is fighting the monster that got him. Percy is laying flat on his back and he tilts his head to the right to find the love of his life eye-to-eye with him a few feet away. Percy can't think. He can't hear. Ragged breaths. It's blurry. Pain.

Annabeth.

He's sobbing. She is glistening with sweat and her eyes are pained. Annabeth is on her side staring at Percy. She's sobbing as she's looking at the boy she fell in love with the first time she layed eyes on him. His camp shirt is covered in blood and sweat and dirt. He is staring at Annabeth with eyes she has never seen before. Scared. Small. Eyes that have lost hope. He's shaking uncontrollably and repeating the words, "I'm sorry," and "I love you."

"You will make it seaweed brain," she says while sobbing and choking on air, "You can do it. I love you. I love you. I love you. You can do it. Stay. I love you." Annabeth reaches out her hand right before the door closes in a loud bang. She doesn't believe herself. She is staring at cool, sleek grey doors and she feels empty. She left him.

Percy is crying and staring at the spot where Annabeth was. His lungs are face is burning. Bob fights above him in the hazy sulfur air. A few words are running though his mind like a broken record.

"You can do this"

"I love you"

"Make it"

Percy's body twitches and everything goes black.

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