PERCY

Percy felt a smashing force 2 times more painful than the sky pressing onto his back. He was tempted to go insane. It never crossed his mind, but if someone asked if it was possible to be tempted to go insane, Percy would have thought something like, How do you be tempted to go insane? Don't you just go insane, instead of being tempted to go insane? But now he felt it, a stirring madness in his brain just out of reach. He pushed it away and cracked open his eyes.

Annabeth lay under him. He immediately felt guilty. She shouldn't be breaking his fall, especially with her broken ankle. She didn't seem to be under the 'curse of Tartarus', but Percy was more than okay with that. He didn't know that Tartarus's wrath would be that easy to block, but he would take on Annabeth's burden anytime, anywhere. Just as that thought came to him, the pressure on his skin seemed to push harder, threatening to make his eyeballs pop out.

He looked around and saw Her Spidership in her not-so-Chinese Spidercuffs to their left. He saw Annabeths backpack and laptop to their left. Behind them was her knife. He shakily got to his feet and picked up Annabeths knife, backpack, and laptop. He opened her bag, knowing she would be an idiot if she didn't bring nectar and ambrosia (Which she wasn't). He stuffed an ambrosia square into her mouth and cut the spider silk around her ankle, then kicked her Spidership into another pit. Annabeth coughed and opened her eyes.

"What do you want to do, choke me?" She coughed.

"What do you think?"

"I think you do."

"Hey!"

They had a small staring contest. Percy lost, because the pressure was building.

"Percy?" Asked Annabeth. "You okay?"

"Yeah," He croaked, "It - "

Percy didn't get to finish his sentence, because a very, very, mad Antaeus thundered over to them.

"PERCY JACKSON!" He roared. "COME OVER HERE SO I CAN TEAR YOUR SKULL FROM YOUR FOREHEAD!"

"Uh, about that," Percy told him, "Not everyone wants to die the hard way."

"Run," Annabeth whispered.

"Do you think I want to die today?" Percy asked her.

"Well, you're Percy, so you never know." She pointed out.

"Let's just go." He hissed.

"Gladly done."

Then they bolted.