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Percy

I don't exactly why, but I looked up at Nico and said eight words :

" You know how to save her, don't you ? "

The way he looked back, I saw he knew.

" Someone's to take her place isn't it, Nico ? I will ! "

I heard Nico gasp.

So it was true...

I stood up and grabbed his arm.

" Nico you're the Shadow-King, you can let me take her place. Do it !"

I was growling in my anger, desperate. I was convinced he would refuse, it didn't matter how much he liked Annabeth, he had already learned the lesson that's deaths are meant to be death. Bianca was the proof of that.

But he nodded : " I do... "


Annabeth before

It's strange to see the others fight, without fighting yourself. I was watching my friends battle, being hurt, tripping, falling on the rocky ground, rolling away just in time, just surviving. Without knowing which I would speak again, with one would die. Not helping them was a torture. I was standing meters behind them, just watching, like it was all one big game.

My ankle was still hurting, that's why Percy let me promise to stay away from the fight, even if he knew I wouldn't speak to him during days for this. I stumbled a few steps forwards, almost passing trough my leg. I watched while Percy and Nico were teasing a Minotaur together. I observed Clarisse, Jason and Piper fight with a Cyclope, surrounded by Telchines. And I couldn't do anything. I pulled my sword, just to fell less hopeless. When I saw something reflecting in my blade. A monster, behind us. I turned around just a the Siren began to sing. Immediately I felt that I had to attack the other human beings with me. They were the bad-guys... But I closed my eyes and started to focus on Percy's face, drawing him in my head. I started to sing to, one of those stupid songs I had heard on the Argo II.

And I opened my eyes, and started to walk to the Siren. Why didn't I put up my cap? I don't know. Thing is that I had to concentrate so much to not fall in the Sirens song. But the moment she saw I wasn't enchanted she opened her wings and jumped in the sky, right on me. I just had time to raise my sword, before she was on me, throwing away my sword with one claw, and hitting me with the other. I felt it enter deeply in my body. Before I even understood what happened, I fell on the ground, bleeding. My body supplying to abandon, to just let go, to die...

The Siren continued to walk direction the others.

But I couldn't give up. As in slow motion, my eyes half closed, I saw Percy and Nico fight, Riptide hitting Nico's arm, Nico falling on the ground, Percy lifting up his sword for the last gash. I jumped on my feet and pulled my knive out with the other hand. I didn't how I get the force, but I yelled at the Siren and insulted her. She turned to me again, and I heard her voice in my head: "You really want to die stupid halfblood."

As she jumped at me again, I throw my knife. As it just left my hand, I knew I hadn't aimed right. It was thrown far to height. I was death, so were the others. I had failed...

But the knife hit the Siren in her eye, and she disappeared in a silver dust. How?

Before blanked out, I just saw Athena's face in the sky.

"Thanks mum..."

And everything went black.

The others turned to the right enemy without thinking. They didn't even remember they had fight each-other...

They wouldn't even know why I had died..


Percy

I looked at the others: "Go away. I don't want you to see this. Go!"

Nobody protested, they didn't risk. I wasn't Percy Jackson anymore, I was son of Poseidon, wild angry sea, and they all saw.

When the last of them disappeared of my sight, I turned back to Nico.

"You will take care of her, don't you, Nico?"

He smiled at me with his wet eyes and stepped forward to hug me. Then he put his hands on my chest, and began to speak. He didn't even ask if I was sure, because I was.

Slowly he whispered in an ancient forgotten language. I felt the energy flow out of me with every word.

This was it.

So.

Nico did a step backward, he looked whiter than he ever did, – I guess the incantation must have taken him a lot. I stumbled back to Annabeth and kneel next to her. I saw her wounds close at the same time the pain in my chest get worse.

I knew she would live. It didn't matter I wouldn't.

She opened her eyes: "Percy? What?"

I smiled at her: "I'm sorry Annabeth, but I couldn't let die my Wise Girl."

Of course she understood immediately, there she was daughter of Athena for. She didn't speak, and only lift herself up to take me in her arms.

I, I bent to kiss her, and she pressed me into her, crying.

Sure I wouldn't live more than a few minutes, I knew one thing: all those resting me were for her.

"Farewell Wise Girl"