I am so excited! I have views! *dies* Please, please, please review, constructional criticism is welcome. This is from Annabeth's POV, enjoy!
Annabeth
Falling was not fun. It felt like her heart was crawling up her windpipe. That was a stupid idea. She had just jumped, rocketing uncontrollably through the air. The daughter of Athena, found flattened by a river. She had miscalculated the angle, relying to much on the strong winds to help. She closed her eyes and waited for impact. Instead, a cushion of water enveloped her and gently carried her to the river.
"You're welcome" Percy said. She paddled over to him and kissed his cheek.
"You should be thanking me." she said, looking up at the dragon swerving down towards them.
"Yeah, why would that be?" As quick as a whip, she pulled him underwater. The river was murky, but she felt the heat of the flame above her and saw the eerie glow it cast on the water. The water was roughly ten feet deep, and they sank to the bottom. Annabeth gestured to her clamped mouth impatiently.
"Oh, yeah." She rolled her eyes as Percy made the bubble. She kept her mouth closed until it completely surrounded her.
"OK, so, here's how it goes. The dragon is, as I said, the Ismenian Dragon, son of Ares-"
"The dragon is Frank's brother?"
"Shut up. Anyway, this dragon guarded a river and killed the companions of Cadmus so Cadmus killed it by driving his sword down it's throat-"
"Couldn't it just swallow the sword?"
"Excuse me?"
"Like those circus people."
"No. As I was saying, the dragon died. The river was in Thebes, but I guess since it was reborn it chose a more secluded area away from the now more urban area of Thebes-"
"You're making me want to pop the air bubble. Get to the point" Annabeth rolled her eyes again.
"Fine. Since the dragon is guarding the river, it will want-" Two feet above the bubble were rows of teeth, gnashing violently. She scrambled back, the bubble rotating like a hamster ball.
"To keep us away from the river! Move!" She felt incredibly silly, running in a bubble, but the dragon kept blasting them, singeing her eyebrows or scorching the underwater mud, but the dragon seemed hesitant to get in the water. It was like a fox outside the mouse hole, like in a nature documentary she'd watched. The fox had dug under the hold and found the nest and- she willed herself not to think about the gory mess of fur outside the den.
"We've just got to keep the dragon busy until the Argo is far enough away from the river, or Leo can ensnare it somehow."
"Alright," said Percy, drawing Riptide, "let's distract a dragon."