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I just finished finals week and got really good scores on my tests so I'm feeling pretty good about this chapter and week.
Annabeth's POV:
When I came to my senses, everything felt like it was still on fire. When I gasped for air, my throat was sore and dry. I had to cough out and rolled to my side. The pain of moving shot through my body and I groaned. I rolled on my back again and let the pain settle, suffering in silence.
Once the pain subsided to a reasonable amount, I looked at where I was. I could roll my head around and look at my surroundings.
My right side of my body was in the water, my feet angled to the shore. I felt the waves lap against my ear and my hair gathered next to my ear as the waves ebbed away. The smell of salt filled my nose and the thought of the sea made me think of the last person I touched. Percy.
I turned my head towards the sea and all I saw was an endless stretch of blue and sea green waves going back and forth. I looked towards the shore. It was mostly sand. There was a fountain spouting trickles of water with green leaved trees around it. From there on it became a small forest.
My vision was a bit fuzzy from the pain but I could make out a dark figure laying still in the sand a little bit up from where I was. After blinking a few times, I could see the fountain and the drips, the leaves on the trees that rustled in the wind, and the midnight black hair.
"Percy!" I croaked and tried to stand. He was laying on his back and his eyes were closed. There were burnt holes seeping through his orange camp shirt and there were burn marks on his arms and face.
I rolled onto my elbows and tried to support myself. I pulled my knees in but once I had to become dependent on my muscles, my legs wobbled and pain shot through my side.
I cried out in pain to Percy, my voice cracking. For all I know, my best friend might be dead. It pained me to think that way. Who could hear me? Who would listen… The world?
I cried out to the world, hoping to be heard but I had no clue where I was. No.
I cried out to the gods. For doing all this to me. Why was I being punished? Why did Percy have to die? He didn't deserve this. We didn't deserve this.
"Please!" I heard from afar. I was on my hands and my knees, quavering in the sand. I looked to where the voice had come from.
A girl about my age came running up to me. Her caramel brown hair was braided and thrown over one shoulder. Her light brown eyes were full of sympathy as she ran towards me in her white dress.
"Please, don't strain yourself. You don't have the energy, Annabeth," She laid her hands on my shoulders and coaxed me to the floor. I looked at Percy once again, him laying there lifeless and my heart broke into a million pieces. Her hands on my body were soothing and warm.
I twisted onto my back and my hands fell from underneath me. My head hit the sandy floor and I fell into darkness.
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The next time I woke up, I heard singing. A light humming, sometimes accompanied by a few melodic words that were in ancient Greek. They had a powerful effect and I could feel the presence of these words seep into my wounds and work at the pain.
For a second the singing ceased. The pain was back and it started creeping up my legs and arms. I made a muffled groan and opened my eyes.
I was laying in a cave, the stone ceiling above me. It was a very soft cot and my head was supported well. Under layers of blankets, I could feel the cold tickle at my feet with the absence of the tune. It made me feel invulnerable to the cold. The evil. And the darkness that surrounded the cave except for a small candle that lit up a glowing part of the room. More candles were hanging on the walls and lit up more of the area.
I rolled my head to the side and saw Percy next to me. He looked even worse up close. His hair was a nest and his face was gaunt and looked like he had lost more weight than he should. Percy was laying on a cot as well with blankets on top of his body. He cringed with out the music as well.
Movement. Movement was not something you would see a dead body do. He was alive.
The girl who I saw on the beach approached my side and started humming again. Both of us shrunk back into our pillows with delight.
"Who are you?" I whispered. The girl looked me right on in the eyes and stopped the graceful song.
"I am Calypso." Her voice was as smooth as milk and honey and was enough to put me back into a trance of sleep.
A/N: Sorry this is a short chapter sort of but it is the best I could do. Let me know how I'm doing in the review box down there (Look down :] )
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