Percy Jackson books are not mine, only this fan fic in this chapter.

Chapter 6- I am off to see death, oh the oh so wonderful death

When my mind finely made it way around for me to think a bit better, I could tell that I was ether dead or was going to die soon.

Everything around by body was black; non-living. If I could move my hand in front of my face, I bet that I wouldn't be able to see it. I tried to move my body a bit, like a hand or a tow, but pain shot threw me, making it impossible for me to really tell if I did or didn't move anything.

After what felt like hours, I gave up on moving, and let my body float were it was. It felt nice, relaxing, and I could fell sleep taking over me. I was about to let my mind leave my body (sleep) when I hared something that stopped me. It was like a voice, only miles away, calling out something. At this point I wasn't tired at all anymore, all I wanted was to know who's was calling and what they were calling for? Was it a pet, a friend or family member that had run ahead?

The voice didn't call for a couple of minutes, but when it finally did, it sounded a lot closer, so I tried moving towards the cry's that I could tell were female, but I didn't get far before pain entered my body again. I groaned with pain and with in seconds this time she called again. All I made out was, 'Can…me…cy?' I tried putting it together, like if someone were to calling out what would they say? Can…you; he; she; well any kind of name really. Then it would be …some sort of thing going on, an action I think it would have to be. I know that 'me' when somewhere in there, if it wasn't the second to fifth word I really don't know what world had 'me' at the start or finish of it (well there were things that I knew that would work, but my mind was on slow-mo). With the last word there was barley a second before 'cy came in showing to was part of a word, the end of one. So I put it all together 'can he marry me, Darcy?" Ok so I never said I was any good at it. Was my name Darcy? What was my age? I couldn't really remember any thing, and every thing I did remember made no-sense to me. Some thing I really didn't get was why I thought I could breathe under-water and come out dry? One of my memories, well I thought it was a memories, I was talking to s surfer-like man, called him 'dad' and I was thinking something about him being a great Greek god. I could remember thing from when I was 10 and under no problem, like when mom and I went to the park, or coming home from school with my first (and only) B on a test.

As I was thinking, the voice came again, this time I got more of what it said, 'Percy, Can…hear me?' from was I got I could tell I was only missing one word. Percy? Percy…that name meant something to me…was it a name of my pet? Or was it my father's name?

'Percy, Percy, can you hear us?' I tried moving again, to this new voice. It was male, young, but had a hint of age in it, caring, and wise. Something told me that I knew both voices, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

My movement towards the voice shot the pain threw my body again, but I kept moving, anything to know what the pair were talking about and to who.

'PERCY? PERCY!' why did they have to yell so loud? I was coming.

I slowly started to see light, I was blinding to my eyes, but I pushed open one of my eyes a bit, looking around to see Annabeth sitting next to me, and Grover behind her. How did I know them? Then it all can rush back to me; five years came flying back to me, entering in to my mind.

Every thing became too much. Becoming friends with lots of people, seeing people I trust turn on me, or even die. My emotions became too much for me to take-some were happy, other were sad, anger, fear, joy, hope, envy, grief, surprise, love, pride, and disappointment. I could feel my head on the verge of bursting. I tried to cry out in pain, but all that came out was a whimper of a cry.

"Percy, you're okay now. Were at camp. Don't worry, your getting taken care of. CHIRON! Come here! Percy awake!" Annabeth called out. From what I could see, from my now very cloudy eye, that she looked better then before I pasted out in New York. So why was it taking longer for my to get healed?

"Percy, if you understand what I am saying to you, moves your hand." Chiron's walked in to the room as Grover asked me the question, and I tried to answer only to fell pain run up my arm.

"Grover that's not the best thing to do right know, he shouldn't move, it makes the poison speeded faster. We need to feed him the Nectar now before he pass's put again."

I could taste something sweat, like candy. I knew it what the Nectar that was being forced feed by a spoon in to my mouth. I knew what it was, but yet, my body would not allow my to take it in.

"Percy, it Nectar. It's going to help you" Annabeth soft words made my panicked body slow down and relax, making it easier for her to put a spoon full in my mouth. I could feel it start to work the second it pasted my lips.

"He's not the one trying to stop the Nectar to enter his body, it's the poison. Unlike you Annabeth, he had it in his body for longer and he didn't heal enough to really be able to fight Hydra. It was to much, and he used the water around him to help burn off Hydras head's and heal you, not fully but enough to make you by-pass this." Chiron's gave me a look of pity, making my want to jump out of bed and show him that I was fine and that all I needed was a night rest. But I knew better then that. I was far from fine; I was more died only minutes before hand then alive.

"Now that he has the Nectar in him, he will be fine, right." Grover looked pained, most likely to see his best friend, for more then five years, look like they only had seconds to live, and to tell the truth, that's how it felt for me.

A spoon full entered, my mouth, again. My body didn't want to do as my brain said, that was it wouldn't open enough to get the Nectar down my throat. Only half made it down, and the rest I cough up. When you are in pain from moving a finger, when you cough it feels like your bodies on fire, from the inside out, well that's what I felt, but I couldn't stop after I started.

"What do we do? He's in pain! How do we help him?" Her voice was even beautiful when I was in the worst pain of my life, and that's saying something.

"Give him this. It will work for now." Dionysus walked in to the room handing Annabeth a bottle with dark blue liquid in it. Undoing the top, she pours it down my throat, all of it making its way down.

My coughing stopped a minute or so later, well it felt that long.

"He needs his rest, let him sleep for now. With what you gave him should keep him alive for two to ten days." and Dionysus walks out. He was the last thing I saw before I when back in to the dark,only this time I felt no pain when I moved, I felt free and alive, or died…

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Pain started to come back to my body as I came out of the dark again. This time it wasn't as bad as before.

"Percy? Are you awake? OH PERCY!" When I opened my eyes all the way, all I could see was blond hair.

"Annabeth…you're hurting me…" I really didn't want to say that but I didn't want to pass out again, not at the time anyways.

"Oh, I so sorry!" And her arms were removed from around my body. "I am just so happy you're awake…and alive! Don't you ever do that to me again! Got that?!"

"You do know that your talking to me, Percy Jackson, right? When have I ever been known to put my life on the line?"

With that said we were both laughing. I stopped before her, it hurt, but I didn't let it show, she had seen enough of me in pain last time I was awake.

"How long have I been out?" my voice was no more then a whisper, it was starting to hurt to talk.

"Today was day nine. If you didn't wake up today or tomorrow, it sounded like you never would. You didn't even move a finger when you were out, it scared me."

I could see in here eyes the pain she went threw over the nine days.

I started to feel sleepy again. Closing my eyes half way, Annabeth picked up the sleepiness coming from me.

"Don't fall asleep yet, please we need to give you that liquid from Dionysus. Please don't fall asleep."

"I won't, but it would be better if you would get it soon." At this time my voice was not even a whisper. She most likely had to lip read what I said.

"Grover! Come here." A soft pitter-petter was heared from the other room, making it way in to the one I was in now.

"PERCY!" Grover, with a smile on, ran over to the other side of the bed that Annabeth was on. In his had was a glass with blue liquid in it. "Here drink this." And he put the cup in my hands. I drank it like I hadn't had a drop of water for days (well that was true too). It when down as easy as the first time.

"With the poison in you so long it still won't let us give you the Nectar. This is almost the same, but it take longer to fix the problem then Nectar dose." Chiron said coming in the door. That made explained why it was nine days later and I felt like I had never had anything at all, but me even staying alive did show that it was doing something.

"Get some sleep know, next time you wake up you should be good as new. Maybe even better, like you getting some more brain-cells." Annabeth's words were the last thing I heard before I feel asleep. This time it wasn't the darkness that toke me, it was a real sleep, dark but not the same kind that I had been in for the passed nine days.

AN- know i said a chapter a week, but i started working more then i had in mind so i am really srry, i will get more chapters up for you guys as soon as i can again i am REALLY SORRY! Hope you guys liked it, tell me(good or bad)The more i hear of what you guys/gals think i will write faster! and as always i am sorry about how bad i write...Trying to work on it...don't know if you can tell

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