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I do not own any of these characters. They all belong to Rick Riordan, and I am not him.
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Chapter 1
Percy's POV
We slowly worked our way closer and closer to the Doors of Death. Bob walked ahead, with Small Bob on his shoulder. I hoped we could get there without being seen, but with a silver-haired Titan in a janitor's uniform leading the way, that wasn't going to happen.
I looked at Annabeth. She had a worried look on her face, and I knew she was thinking the same thing.
Annabeth looked up and saw me watching her. She gave me a faint smile. Even looking like a zombie, she was still beautiful.
"Hey, don't worry," she said. "We'll get out of here. It'll be all right."
"Of course. Everything will work out out if I'm with you," I told her. "You're my Wise Girl."
"Yeah, and you're Seaweed Brain." Annabeth did her best to playfully punch my arm. We both laughed. It was nice to smile down here.
But the smiles soon faded.
Annabeth's POV
I could always count on Percy to make me smile. And laughing was something very new to Tartarus. Which is why it ended soon.
We climbed over a hill, just to find the Doors of Death not far away. But in front of them were more monsters than I had ever seen. There was every type you could think of. And we were going to have to walk right through them.
"Well, let's get a move on," I said.
Percy looked at me startled. "That's the plan? We'll never make it. We don't have a chance." I knew he was right, but what other option was there?
"We just have to blend in," I said. "Stay next to Bob. He's big enough to hide us."
Percy shrugged, and we started down the hill. We got a couple strange looks from some monsters, but most didn't notice us. We were almost to the Doors when the Fates decided our luck was up. The Doors were right in front of us, but so were two Titans.