Hey guys! So I still dont really get this website because I'm still pretty new, but i updated chapter 1 because I accidentally posted it without it being finished! I still dont really know who else I'm gonna use for POVs so give me some recommendations! And comment. Please, Please, please comment! I want to know what you think so I can improve and stuff. And yeah! So I'm still kinda working on chapter 2 but here's a little of what I got so far!

I do not own Heroes of Olympus or Percy Jackson and the Olympians! All rights go to Rick Riordan!

Percy

Percy had to admit, falling into Tartarus was one of the stupidest decisions he had ever made. No, strike that. It was the stupidest thing he had ever done, and he had done lots of idiotic things. But this time was different. The other times he had been alone, now he was with Annabeth. Annabeth. He tightened his grip on her hand. "You okay?" he asked.

"No Seaweed Brian, I'm absolutely fine after breaking my ankle, and falling into a nearly bottomless pit, after fighting an evil spider lady who wanted to kill me. Just fine," Annabeth replied sarcastically.

It was too dark to see, but Percy thought she would have smiled. "Good," he replied, and kissed her forehead. She hugged him closer. "I'm scared Percy," she whimpered, and she truly did sound scared.

He took a deep breath and felt the air rushing past him as they fell deeper into the darkness. "I know you're scared Wise Girl. Wait- Wise Girl scared? This is new," he joked. When she didn't answer, he said, "I'm afraid too, afraid of losing you again." He leaned in for a kiss, but Annabeth covered his mouth with her hand. She must have expected him to that since it was pitch black. "Save it for later Seaweed Brain, I'm not really in the mood."

"Oh, okay," Percy said, trying to sound casual and failing. Annabeth laughed at him, a broken sounding laugh, but still a laugh. Percy smiled at that small accomplishment.

The two huddled together, neither of them speaking, just enjoying each others' company. Percy lost track of how long they were falling. Then, a sudden, very important, realization hit him like a truck. "Uh Annabeth?" he shook her arm to make sure she was awake.

"What is it Percy?" she mumbled through half-closed eyes.

"I would hate to disturb huggy-time, but um... What are we going to do when there's ground again? Just curious."

Annabeth's eyes flew open. "Di immortals! I completely forgot!" she cried out. "Honestly, I don't know what we can do to soften our landing. Right now lets just hope we survive the impact."

Well that's reassuring, Percy thought. "Okay, so our goal right now is to not get squished into a pancake. Got it," he saluted at Annabeth, which made her smile.

"Hey," she said, looking nervous again. "Is it just me, or is it getting lighter?"

Percy snapped his head down. Yes, indeed, it was getting lighter and he could start to make out shapes on the ground below; dark, ominous, we-will-kill-you-if-you-dare-come-near-us type looking shapes. Percy maneuvered himself so when they hit the ground, he would take most of the impact. He clutched Annabeth tighter and whispered in her ear "I love you. No matter what happens, I'll be on your side." The ground rushed up to meet them and they hit it. Hard. The red hot pain burst through him and he felt as if he were being sliced and diced like a tomato. Just before he blacked out, Percy had the time to think, Was I always this stupid? Then the world dimmed, and he fell unconscious.

Percy was swimming. He couldn't see a thing because it was pitch black, but he could feel the wetness of the water surrounding him. Every muscle in his body was screaming in pain. Percy lifted his arm to feel what was around him, ignoring his burning shoulder. He felt a current pass in front of him, and he froze. An unseen hand grabbed his outstretched one and gently towed him upward. Percy didn't resist, he was hurting too much. Soon they broke the surface of the water. It was nighttime, the millions of tiny stars dotted the sky and the full moon glowed and shedded light upon the ground. They were near an island that was vaguely familiar looking to Percy. He looked at the figure beside him. The person must have been a girl, their long hair flowed down their back in a long braid. She took his hand and guided him up the shore. Strange flowers were blooming along a pathway; they gleamed silver in the moonlight. The girl caught him staring at the plants and she smiled. "Its moonlace, I hope you kept your promise for me."

Percy stared at her in disbelief. His jaw dropped. "Calypso? What-I-How-?" he stammered.

She laughed, but it didn't reach her eyes; they remained sad and depressed. "Hello again my brave one. I never thought I would see you again. But alas, I do not have much time," she took his hands in hers. "As you know, Gaea is awakening and seven of the most powerful demigods who ever lived must stop her. I am fairly sure you know who they are. You must watch out for a few of them, for they will cause you trouble. Do not worry, you will make your way back to the others, but beware the danger and sacrifices you must make," Calypso started to fade, turning grey. "You are starting to wake. I cannot stay brave one, be strong and you will succeed. Take this, it will help you when you are hurt. And do me another promise. Remember me..." and she was absorbed by the mist.

"I will. I promise," Percy whispered to no one.

The world darkened and someone was saying his name. "Percy. Percy. Percy. SEAWEED BRAIN WAKE UP!" Percy jolted awake, which was a huge mistake. He felt like he was being sliced open, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional pain he saw in Annabeth's eyes. They remained furious, but he could tell that she had been worried sick over him. To avoid making her even madder, he decided to go with the safe question, "What's up Wise Girl?"

She did a bad imitation of him, "'What's up Wise Girl?' WHAT'S UP? PERCY, YOU WERE JUST KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS FOR THE GODS KNOW HOW LONG, AND ALL YOU SAY IS WHAT'S UP?" Apparently his idea of a 'safe' question was different from Annabeth's definition of it.

The fire in her eyes burned into Percy's soul, so he coward a little. Great, I'm afraid of my own girlfriend. He was pretty sure she was going to slap him right back to the Argo II: he had a reason to be scared of her, but instead, she kissed him.

"Don't you dare do that again, you hear me?" she said sternly. The fire was still there, only now it had dampened by a fraction. She stared at him, analyzing his thoughts, getting into his mind. He stared back uncomfortably, blushing a little. He felt something in his hand and opened his fist. He was clutching a green plant. It must have been what Calypso had placed in his hand. He gripped it and started to ache less. He looked down at his palm and saw the plant dissolve into his skin until he was grabbing nothing but empty air. His limbs felt refreshed and he flexed his fingers. No pain. He turned back to Annabeth.

"Look, Annabeth, I'm sorry-" he didn't really know how he could apologize. To make matters worse, his stomach rumbled and he realized he hadn't eaten in forever. He felt like he could eat an entire Minotaur, but decided against it. Minotaurs probably tasted disgusting. Annabeth laughed at him, her fiery eyes quenched completely, leaving them full of forgiveness and love. "Oh Percy, you're so funny, you know that right?"

He felt warm all the way down to his core, Annabeth had that sort of effect on him. "Do you have any food?" he asked, then instantly felt stupid. Here they were, having a romantic moment, and all he cared about was food. His face turned even more red with embarrassment. Annabeth smiled at him with a hint of pity. It was like she was saying, Oh what an adorable puppy! Too bad it couldn't fetch the stick...

Annabeth rummaged through her backpack. Percy didn't remember her having it when they fell, she must have recovered it while he had been knocked out. He also noticed that she now had here dagger and Daedalus's laptop, somehow unharmed and intact. She pulled out a couple of peanut butter sandwiches. He remembered Tyson and his love for peanut butter. Had he warned Camp Half-Blood yet about the invading Romans? Percy hoped so, he wanted the campers there to have as much time to prepare for the attack as possible.

He frowned into his sandwich, then took a huge bite: then another and another, until he was staring at his peanut butter coated hands. He licked his fingers and stared at Annabeth. "What are you Wise Girl? Some sort of perfect robot?" he asked, his mouth full of peanut butter. "Wait, I take that back. You better not be a robot, that would be creepy."

She scowled and rolled her eyes at him, "What do you mean?"

"I mean this is a really good sandwich. How did you make it? It's, like perfect," he replied.

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips, "No Percy, I am not a robot. Robots can't feel love." At that she grinned at him and Percy thanked Aphrodite for such a wonderful girlfriend. He prayed to the gods that they would never have to break up. She continued, "And Leo made the sandwiches."

Percy stopped licking his fingers, the peanut butter not tasting as good as it had been a few seconds ago. "Hang on. Leo made the sandwiches? Did he wash his hands?" he demanded.

Annabeth-who was about to take a bite of her own sandwich- froze, her mouth still hanging open. "I don't know," she said slowly, "I hope he did."

Percy reconsidered his options. Either starve or eat food that had been touched by dirty hands. He finally decided that starvation was a more serious issue and was about to ask Annabeth if there was anymore food when he heard a hissing noise. A cool breeze rippled through the cavern and a familiar figure emerged from the shadows. It looked like a middle-aged women. She had gnarled hands and a long black dress. She looked exactly the same as Percy remembered from years ago when he had gone on his first quest, expect now she no longer had a veil over her head. Her hair wriggled and writhed as if it was alive, and matter-of-fact, it was.

Percy froze and felt Annabeth stiffen beside him. They knew this monster. It had been one of the first Percy had ever killed.

Medusa.

Ahahaha! Medusa! Honestly we all know that Percy will totally pwn her. Seriously. Sorry for the long wait, but I have a life and this isn't one of my main, main priorities in it. School is like killing me! It's finally the 4th and final quarter! So when school lets out I'll promise I'll post faster! But for now you just have to wait. Tooda-loo!

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