I am giving this my best shot. This is the first time I have posted on Fanfic. I have just finished reading MOA yesterday and decided that I was going to write a Fanfic to distract and entertain you all till the next book comes out, because I know that the wait is harsh and can kill comment on how my writing is because this is the first time I am doing this. Enjoy!

Annabeth

Annabeth woke up with a start. The first thing that registered in her brain was the fact that she had somehow twisted her ankle on an even worse angle than before. Her whole body was aching and her head was throbbing with pain. Then a flood of memories came rushing to her mind. The web tangled around her, Percy and her holding hands and the blackness. The first thing Annabeth did was to scan around to check for Percy.

She felt an immense rush of relief when she saw Percy laying a few metres away, but her relief was soon replaced by panic. Was Percy Ok? Why isn't he getting up?

As if to read her thoughts, Percy let out a groan.

"Percy are you ok?" Annabeth asked immediately, but there was no response at all. She tried to stand up and walk over o Percy, but he second she stood up she lost balance and fell down again. What ever she was standing on was squishy and soft like a jumping castle. She tried to get up again, but this time a bit more slowly. She managed to hobble over towards Percy. She slowly knelt down and placed her hand on Percy's head, it felt as hot as a fry pan. She decided that she needed to scout around the place a bit more. Although she may have imagined tartarus as a very dark place, it wasn't that dark at all. There was a greyish gloomy sort of light that was ussualy there in the evenings. She took a few steps towards what looked like a wall. After she reached the wall she slowly ran her hand across it to decide whether it was made of brick, rock or cement, but when she touched the thing, she got the shock of her life. It was not a wall. It was a giant spider! Annabeth screamed with horror expecting the spider to attack her. Minutes passed but nothing happened. Then she took a cautious step backwards and stepped into a pool. When she examined what she had stepped on, she realised that it was blood, spider blood. She traced the small puddle back to the giant spider, (Arachne) and figured that the weaver was not fortunate enough to fall on a soft substance like Percy and herself.

Although she felt relieved that the spider had not survived, but a twinge of pity and guilt still clung to the back of her mind. The woman had received a vey harsh punishment for a small crime, and had fallen to death in Tartarus. Annabeth scanned around again and slowly realised they were in a chamber.

Suddenly there was a crunching noise behind her and Annabeth whirled around with lightning speed.

"Relax, it's only me" Percy whispered.

"Percy!" Annabeth shouted and gave him a flying hug, which had knocked both of them down, and had turned into a series of painful grunts and moans because both of them had fallen onto a bunch of pointy and rough bones. Percy quickly got up and dusted his pant as if he didn't ever want to do anything with the bones again.

"Come on Annabeth, we have to get moving and find the doors of death or we will end up laying with Larry over there" he said pointing at a skeleton sitting against a rock.

" Maybe we could search for a bit"

" No" Percy had cut her off. " I know that we need to find our belonging, but according to one of the stories Nico once told me, monsters patrol the main holes of Tartarus every 3 hours. So we better get going unless we want to fight monsters that return every two minutes for more."

Annabeth bit her bottom lip and hesitated for a moment, this may be the last time she may ever see her dagger, or her laptop again, but decided that Percy had a point.

"Ok which way should we go?" she asked gazing around the chamber. There were two possible exits, a corridor to the left and a door straight ahead. That was when she spotted the strange markings on the door.