Chapter II: Annabeth
It took a long time to enter the Mediterranean. The waves were strong and the Argo II experienced several storms. Of course Percy and Leo worked together to hold the ship together. Water and mechanics. The world just gets weirder and weirder.
Annabeth has just got up from bed. They all take turns to sleep during the day. The meetings were the only time they all saw each other. It was Annabeth's turn to guard along with Frank. Percy is sleeping. As much as she wants him to get his rest, she wants to be alone with him. They didn't get much time to talk except at night to comfort each other from their nightmares.
She rubs her eyes and took a seat on deck. Leo is at the helm. He never left it. He is currently sleeping on the control board. Annabeth could only hope that the ship wouldn't blow up.
"Annabeth!" It is Frank. She is guarding starboard side and he was guarding the other. She turns around to see him holding off a couple of telekhines. A few more come on her side. Totally she estimated there would thirteen or fourteen. Two of them wouldn't be able to defeat all of them.
"Bait them Frank! Distract them and I'll call the others" she calls out.
He nods and disappears out of view. Where Frank is standing a moment ago, a lion now stands. Frank has the power to change into any animal he wanted. Annabeth rushes downstairs to find a telekhine blocking her path. It charges at her and she rolls to her right. She pulls out her drakon bone sword and cuts a deadly arc through it. It disintegrates almost immediately.
She rings the warning bell and rushed into each room screaming, "Telekines!" In five minutes they all assemble on deck. Percy and her take on the first two. Percy drives his sword right through one of them. Jason and Hazel are parrying forward and backward with a telekhine. Frank is roaring, scaring off them. Leo iswide awake and is fumbling with a few switches. Piper is under the weight of two telekhines pinning her to the ground. Annabeth runs towards her, ducking a telekhine and sliding beneath its feet.
She battles with one of them for a while until it knocks her new sword and sends it flying into the ocean's depth. Annabeth whirls around to avoid the telekhine's blow by inches. It tackles her to the ground, and turns into dust. Hazel towers above her, spatha in hand.
"Thanks," Annabeth says. Hazel nods and they both merge back into the battle scene. Things look a little better now. There are only two telekhines left with seven demigods circling them. The first, rather foolish, charges straight at Annabeth who has no blade. However, Percy is right next to her and he deflects the attack. He lifts his sword and brings it down on the telekhine.
The second one has a little more sense. It runs right through the circle and pitches itself overboard. It nearly makes Annabeth smile.
The rest of them return to their cabins as fast as they can as they need to gather all the rest that they could. Hazel uses her new Mist powers to retrieve Annabeth's sword. How, Annabeth doesn't know. Annabeth wakes at midnight panting from yet another Tartarus memory. When she can't sleep anymore, she walks out on deck to take in some fresh air and clear her head.
"Are you thinking of what I am?" comes a very familiar voice. Percy.
If he can't sleep either, she is not surprised.
"When do I not?" she replies with amusement filling her voice.
"Are those memories haunting you as well then, Annabeth?" Percy says seriously.
It is then that she turns only to find herself absorbed in those beautiful sea-green eyes, feeling safe as if these events never disturb either him or her.
"Not with you here right next to me." she whispers and kisses him, letting the amazing feeling diminish all the thoughts of evil bothering her.