Ok guys, here's your alternate ending, I hope you like it. Special thanks to Nerdy Bear for editing this, and finding my one capitalization error. So a virtual cookie to her: (::) Also a huge thanks to MatildaSue, ellieroxs251, Pepehorse67 (hi Emma), and allen r for reviewing. Last time I checked I didn't own PJO. Here's where it's going to start: "Just chillaxing now Wise Girl?" His voice mocked her. "Nobody says chillaxing, anymore Kelp Head" she retorted turning towards him. He started laughing at the irony of her statement. "What?" She snapped defensively. "Well, we're Nobody right?" He grinned cheekily at her, remembering Polyphemus. Her eyes rolled when she realized what he meant. "No, Seaweed Brain, I am the second Nobody, and you are an imposter, a fake, a poser, a..." She was cut off by his kiss. Her heart raced as she silently cursed him as he finished her statement. "...An extremely oblivious guy with the smartest, prettiest girl on earth?" He smirked. "Yeah...That too." Her voice was cracking throughout the statement. He smiled,"Good, I don't want to be anything else." She smiled at him, he was oblivious but he still managed to say the right things.
Suddenly water surrounded her and she was twisting underneath the waves, wishing she could gulp for air. The ankle strap that kept her board near her was tangled around her legs, hindering her from moving. Poseidon, stop it, please stop! I'm a daughter of Athena, I know, but just leave me alone! Her mind screamed. Her lungs were tight and her vision became blurry, if she survived all of those battles and then got killed by something as easy as drowning she would just have to be reborn just to kill the gods. Especially after just 2 weeks of dating a son of the sea god. Percy! She was safe, Percy could help her. Then why wasn't he? Forcing herself to hold her breath Annabeth's thoughts became more sluggish, about the speed of anyone other than a child of Athena's, and her muscles were sore.
Something yanked her by her arm towards what she hoped to be the surface, though she wasn't positive of anything anymore. A sharp warm feeling told her that she was not underwater anymore and she mechanically gulped for air, her vision was still so blurry that discerning shapes would have been an astonishing feat. Her ears were ringing and someone was probably talking to her. Although she could breathe now she felt exactly how she had under the water, freakishly tired, dizzy, shaky, cold, and lost. In a flash she felt better, it was seriously like one second death was just around the corner and the next it was a normal day with a minor headache. She could most definitely hear someone shouting her name now.
"Annabeth!" he screamed, she didn't acknowledge him. What in the Hades just happened? His mind yelled. "Wise Girl! Come on!" He had yanked her above the surface a few seconds earlier but it didn't seem to help her state, getting out of the water seemed to be the smartest plan. He hoisted her petite body onto the surfboard, and something instantly changed, she stopped shaking, her breathing evened out, and her eyes fluttered open, though he didn't think she was comprehending things. With one arm he tried to swim back to the beach while the other clamped Annabeth to the board. Normally he could do this so easily that Michael Phelps would've been left in the dust, but something held him back. Like a physical force was stopping him from moving in any productive manner. Annabeth started moaning something that sounded like his name.
The headache immediately got worse, and her energy felt drained. She could although hear Percy yelling her name. She wanted to respond but she couldn't, her voice didn't make sound, so she settled on moaning. "Perrrrcyy..." her voice sounded like she smoked 5 packs a day. She truly had no idea where she was, all that she knew was Percy was beside her, and that kept her from flipping out entirely. "Calm down Beth, uh, we'll figure this out." he reassured her half-heartedly.
What in the name of Zeus is going on? He couldn't control the water, and he was now freaking out a bit. He was able to quickly go through his options, seeing as there weren't very many; he could just stay there but he didn't know what was wrong with Annabeth, and she may need medical attention. He could try and swim her back to shore, but he couldn't move anywhere. Neither option appealed to him.
He decided to scout from below and dunked his head under the water. He looked around for one second before breathing became difficult. He suddenly realized that he was underwater and he couldn't breathe. Groping for the surface he grabbed her surfboard and pulled himself up, breathing heavily he gulped in the air. He looked around. What was happening to him? He had to go back under, but this time he saved some air before he did. It had been forever since he had actually held his breath underwater and it felt strange. He felt a strong pull, not in any particular direction, just from one his right? his left? he didn't know, it didn't matter he was leaving Annabeth's side and he couldn't do anything to stop it. He tried to fight it but his oxygen was running out. He was probably pulled for a full minute when it suddenly stopped. And he could breathe beneath the waves again.
Annabeth! His mind went into overdrive. He tried to decide which direction he came from. He was clueless. Normally he could have perfect bearings in the water but confusion clouded his thoughts. The only thing he was positive of was that his Wise Girl needed him. The rest of his mind was busy trying to come up with a plausible conclusion of what in the Hades was happening.
All she knew was that Percy wasn't there anymore, so her "calm down" plan was trashed as she clung to the surfboard for dear life. Her mind whirled, trying to connect the events while her body became stiff and tired, not for any particular reason, it just was. Like all of her energy was being drained. Frantically her mind went through what had happened. The only thing that stuck out was how much better she had felt when she had been laying on the board. Taking this as her only option Annabeth, who happened to be a strong girl, dragged herself onto the board. That was an extremely difficult task given the fact that her arms were shaking like maracas. Once out of the water her hopeless feeling subsided.
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