Light 03

Genre: Romance/Tragedy

Pairing: Percy/Annabeth

Rating: K+

Point of View: Percy

Story © FangsTrashcanOfDooms

Percy Jackson and the Olympians © Rick Riordan


I stood, seeing black spots, yet everything was getting brighter. The Light was breaking through the dark; reaching, wanting to take me.

I wouldn't let it. I had too much to live for. Too, too much.

I could practically hear the Light, whispering my name. Percy…. Percy….

I shuddered, my body was willing to give up the fight but my brain wasn't; my heart wasn't.

Percy! Percy! The Light was screaming at me; hitting my chest.

…Wait. That didn't sound like Death….

Percy! Percy! More calling. More hitting.

I started coughing, spewing up liquid. Blood and water by the tastes of it.

There was more hitting, more calling, and more coughing/spewing.

Percy!

It was a all of relief. The light was slinking away; retreating. The black was coming back, and then disappearing, leaving the face of a scared looking, beautiful girl above me.

"Oh, gods, Percy!" she exclaimed, her arms wrapping around my neck. I coughed a bit more and realized that I was being surrounded by campers.

I reached up weakly and hugged her back, so scared that I wouldn't see her again, that I wouldn't get to tell her….

I coughed up more blood and just before I fell asleep -- not permanently -- I whispered, "I saw the Light."