AN: I will make more, continuing the poem. This bit was inspired by another FanFiction writer's poem, so half-credit to him/her. And my chapters will always be short... sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, or anything else by Rick Riordan.
Surrounded by white,
A snow - like bed,
But something is wrong,
I am bathed in red
Percy's life was never easy. But he had Annabeth, and he knew that if he ever lost her; he would himself. This is why he was more protective of her than anyone else in the whole world. This is why he pretended he was immortal so that he could feel like he couldn't die and protect her more.