A/N Warning: Dark, very dark, read at your own risk
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Annabeth Chase was one of the smartest people on the planet.
But she was also one of the most depressed.
After everything she'd been through, meeting Percy when they were twelve, knowing that if he was the half-blood the prophecy spoke of, he'd die. Getting close, no matter what she tried. Naviating the sea of monsters and holding the sky at thirteen. Getting lost in the Labrynith at fourteen, sharing their first kiss, losing Percy, getting him back, almost losing him again. Fighting to defend Manhattan - and Olympus - at sixteen, sharing their second kiss, and offically become boyfriend and girlfriend.
Losing him again at sixteen, and getting him back, only to embark on another life-threatening trip where she had to leave him behind for her solo-death quest. Seeing him again only for the two of them to fall right into hell, simply because he wouldn't let go of her. Spending his seventeenth birthday in hell, before finally closing the Doors of Death - from both sides - and returning to the real world, only to head to another battle where someone nearly died.
Then, when they'd finally made it to Athens, they'd nearly died yet again, and Gaea woke, they'd been Zeus-slapped all the way back to the States, where they'd fought another battle, where Campers had died, against monsters that'd been amassed around Camp. After the battle, they took on Gaea, and Leo had died as a result.
She was only seventeen, and she'd already witnessed at least a hundred deaths. She'd watched as Percy tortured a goddess with a power that she'd never known he had, she'd been to the depths of hell, and she could feel Percy slipping through her fingers.
She could already hear his scream when he found out what happened. But she wanted him to have a few more hours of peace. The Campers and Chiron were giving her space, so she wasn't expected for a while longer. She grabbed a pen, and looked around, before writing on a piece of paper.
I'm sorry.
She looked down at the item in her hand, and with a quick breath, she let go.
"Annabeth!"
