The House of Hades
Chapter 3: Going Down
Percy's POV
All credit goes to Rick Riordan. Yes I know, I forgot it in the first two chapters. So chill, okay readers?
He owns all the characters except my Alexandra. No one gets her. . .
Then he let go of the ledge and holding her hand. . .
There was darkness everywhere. He could see why though, he was going down to Tartarus, the darkest pit in the underworld. But that didn't make him feel any better.
Annabeth's screams grounded him back to his reality. The air was hot, burning his skin but freezing at the same time. Her face had a terrified look as she continued to scream. Percy gripped her hand a pulled her so close that their noses were squished together. Her breath was warm down his neck and her arms locked around his back.
"Percy," she cried.
His heart broke.
"I love you," she cried, "I love you so much."
His grip went harder. "We aren't going to die Annabeth. Don't talk that way."
Her sobs ringed through him.
The air was getting hotter and his breathes was coming out in wheezes. Now he understood what others meant by when they get an asthma attack for just sneezing. He could see Annabeth's face getting bathed in a red light. He glanced down and nearly cried out. The end was coming up to fast.
"Oh gods!" Annabeth cried out. She also saw the bottom coming quickly.
Bile rose in Percy's mouth.
Sweet sacrifices.
They were trapped with no way out.
Percy twisted until he was underneath her. If he had to die to save her, he would do it.
"NO!" Annabeth screamed.
She struggled to get out of Percy's grip.
She wasn't going to die.
Percy held onto Annabeth with everything he had.
Her heart pounded against his chest, and his blood roared.
He looked at her face with her pained-filled expression bathed in red light. It made her cheekbones more jutted out, lips more cracked than a fifty year old street.
"I love you," was all he said.
Then everything went black.
Do not dis the Asthma kids. You make fun of them and I come after you.