First Fan fiction, guys. Be nice please! If you don't like it, then don't read it. I have the power of sass and I know how to use it. Don't make me use it. The only P.O.V.s will be Percy and Frank. Frank because we didn't get to hear much of him in MOA and because I want some Frank and Hazel Romance. And Percy because it's Percy. That and because in MOA, Rick made him very 'unimpressive', as to quote Piper, so I wanted to shed some light on him. Enjoy!
Chapter One: Percy
When Percy came to, all he could see was darkness. Well, darkness was an understatement. What Percy was seeing was complete and utter blackness. He felt around in his pocket for Riptide to get some sort of light. The dim glow it cast allowed him to at least see three feet in front of him. Percy sat up and rubbed the spot on his head that had hit the floor. Coincidentally, it was the spot blackjack had kicked him in.
Percy started to look around for Annabeth. She wasn't holding his hand anymore. They had gotten separated during the fall. Percy stood up shakily to walk around and search for Annabeth.
The ground was covered in debris from when the ground the statue was on collapsed. Percy fell at least three times from tripping over concrete. He was just glad he hadn't fallen on it when he fell from where the statue was. Most of the chunks of rock were extremely pointy, not making a very soft landing. Some of the points were about as long as Annabeth's dagger. Hopefully she didn't fall on it either.
After going about ten yards in the direction he was going, he turned around to go the other way. Percy didn't want to venture to far from where he landed because he figured Annabeth would be somewhere around there. Or at least he hoped she would be.
Panic started to build up in Percy's chest. Where was she? How long had they been down there? He debated on calling her name, but he didn't want to attract any attention.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something and at the same time he heard scuttling. His senses kicked into hyperdrive as he whipped his head to the side. Once he saw what made the move, he relaxed a little. It was only Annabeth. She was awake and laying on her side, facing him She had a gash on her forehead, probably from when she fell. But Percy was pretty sue she didn't scuttle. He stayed in the stance he was in while slowly looking around. Are you okay? He mouthed at her. She nodded absently while looking around as well.
Percy slowly turned around to see if it was behind him. Suddenly, he heard Annabeth stifle a scream. Percy whipped his head around to see Annabeth being dragged awayby the teeth of something. He ran as fast as he could towards her, while trying not to fall flat on his face. Yeah, he'd be a real heroic boyfriend.
Percy reached them and saw that it was a spider bigger than she was dragging her with its teeth or fangs or whatever. Percy didn't know and really didn't care at the moment because it was trying to eat his girlfriend at the moment. Percy twirled the sword in hs hand once and the stabbed downward at the spider's body. But the spider didn't let go of Annabeth, it only clamped down harder, making her scream again. Percy tried to get its head, but everytime he tried, the spider would move so Annabeth was in the way. Percy cursed and tried to think of a plan of action. He couldn't take it on by himself, beecause it seemed to read his every move.
"Annabeth," Percy whispered soothingly. "Calm down. I need your help with this." Annabeth nodded through her tears. Her hand that wasn't in the spider's mouth as well was covering her mouth to stifle her sobs. Percy bent down so he was kneeling next to her. The spider didn't move, but it did not take it's beady eyes off of him. Percy gently took her hand off of her face while unhooking her dagger from her belt. He placed the dagger in her hand and tried to tellher with his eyes that she needed to distract it. She understood and with a sniffle, she raised the point. Percyquickly grabbed his sword and dashed to the back of the spider. It turned to face him, completely ignoring Annabeth. He made a couple of fake moves to confuse the spider. Annabeth gripped the hilt and stabbed upward. The spider dropped Annabeth out of shock and scuttled away.
Percy let out a sigh of relief and made his way over to was lying facedown, clutching her arm and her stomache. Percy gently rolled her onto her back to assess her wounds. There were fang bite marks on her torso ad her arm had been cut up due to it being caught in between her stomache and the spider. Annabeth's head wasn't doing too hot either. The gash was deeper than he realized and it was accomponied by a giant bump and bruises. Percy checked his pockets for some ambrosia, but he came up empty. He looked around for her backpack and saw it lying a few feet away. Percy stretched and grabbed it. He opened it and began to look for some.
There was a wide variety of things he found in Annabeth's backpack. There was her cellphone, which Percy figured was either a good thing (flashlight app) or a bad thing (it attracts monsters and they were in Tartarus), her disk map thingy she found in Charleston, money, extra clothes, includinga pink polka dot bra that not only surprised him but made his face red, a teddy bear he'll have to tease her about later, books, and, finally, a thing of nectar and a baggie of ambrosia. He broke off a piece andgave it to Annabeth. She nibbled on it absently while he poured a little nectar on her forehead and then set to work onher stomache. Percy rolled her shirt up and stuck the hilt of his sword in her free hand. She held it absently while nibbling on her ambrosia. Percy rolled her shirt up and poured some nectar on the bite marks. She relaxed almost instantly.
"Do you have any bandages in this backpack of yours?" He mumbled as he pulled it into his lap again.
"You tell me. You were the one rummaging around in there for so long," Annabeth whispered. "But yeah. It's in the side pouch." Percy grabbed it and began to dress her wounds.
"You better use that sparingly. You're going to need a lot more, " A familiar voice said. Percy's head whipped to the side.
"Luke?"
