Chapter #7
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(I won't do all this I-don't-own-people crapp xD You people have it all figured out ;D)
This story is sadly, but surely coming to a close. (SOB~SOBS~SOB D;)
Percy's POV
"Let's. Get. Out. Here." Were the words that came out of my mouth once all the smoke cleared and I could actually breathe. It was creepy how the windows had been covered over with so much smoke it had seemed like nighttime outside. Now chills were being sent down my spine every other second.
"No duhhhh, Seaweed Brain, better out there, than in here." She said cradling the little kid she had found in her arms. I loved her at the moment. Her hair matted to her dirty forehead, blood from the kid's leg splattered on her ripped, filthy, shirt, her Nike's tattered, as the world behind her fell apart.
"I'll take the kid," I reached out for him.
"We need to take him to a doctor." Annabeth replied softly, rubbing the kid's forehead.
It was my turn to throw the sarcastic line. "You think?"
She just glared at me. "Nick, Percy. Percy, Nick. But I like the name Nico better," she said dreamily.
"Whatever," I mumbled, grabbing Nick/Nico around the waist and hauling him over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
We rushed towards the stairs and I could feel pain in my abdomen that wasn't there before. I mildly brushed it off, only caring about getting my girlfriend… and her new friend, out alive. Who cared about me, when she was safe? I sure didn't. My girl came first. The stairs were disturbingly quiet and empty but as soon as we entered the lobby it was pure darkness, as the smoke hadn't cleared down here. I heard the chief yelling orders into his walkie-talkie, somewhere off in the distance. I couldn't feel anyone around except for Annabeth and Nico. The crashes were still going strong outside though. The smell of smoke was reeking, making me cough every other second. As I walked around in the darkness, and Annabeth clutched my hand, silent and thinking of a plan out, I stepped in a pool of an unknown liquid. Shuddering, I thought of all the possibilities it could be. Blood, blood, water, soda? milk?, BLOOD. I heard Nico whimpering into my shoulder, trying to keep himself together and I couldn't blame him. I wanted my mom so bad. Annabeth suddenly began leading me, pulling me by the hand. I followed the pain in my abdomen worsening. I heard a walkie-talkie go off in the distance again and I swear I could have heard Tony at the other end. Annabeth's hand tightened around mine and I was pretty sure she had heard him too.
Annabeth's POV
I was scared. Why was the place deserted already? Where was everybody? How many people were dead? Bleh-Bleh-Bleh… WHERE WAS MY BROTHER? I missed Tony soooo much. I missed his hair, his dimply smile, his baby face, his nagging, his lame jokes, his soccer obsession, and his cute eyes. I missed sleeping with him sometimes when we felt like it 'cause we could. The South Tower had come down and I didn't know if he had been in it, or was up in the North one, or in the streets somewhere saving someone's life, or in the firehouse, or with God. I hated not knowing. I was supposed to be the Wise Girl. The one with all the answers. Right now answers were the thing I was missing.
I finally figured out how to get out of the burning Tower. They don't call me Wise Girl for nothing. Pretty simple actually; I followed the light. Soon, all three of us were out, by the far side of the building, away from the main entrance. The minute I stepped outside I knew; the world was now a messed up place. Smoke was still bellowing out from the crumpled heap of the South Tower while bodies lay on the floor.
"Cover Nico's eyes Perce," I whispered. Percy did as he was told and the little kid didn't move a muscle. I stepped quickly through the whole tangled mess of everything, my stomach doing flip-flops, and I headed towards the Fire House. It would be safe there. I was walking to fast, trying not to notice anything that I didn't notice that Percy had stopped following me.
"Perce?" I turned around and saw him staring at two bodies, close together on the floor. He was standing, grimacing at the ground, his face twisted in pain, this time not from the physical kind. I walked closer; on the ground were the bodies of a man and women. The man looked like he was trying to protect the women. His eyes were still open, a distant, dreamy look to his face. The women looked more pained, as if she had wanted to say a last good-bye but couldn't. She was frowning, her eyes were closed. I knew them both well. Tears sprang into my eyes, and I softly began to cry. I hugged Percy, seeing that his tears wouldn't fall. He was in shock. Nico looked as if he were taking a nap on Percy's shoulder, not moving, his hands covering his eyes in obedience. What hurt the most was that I had known these people before they died. I couldn't believe they were dead~
The bodies belonged to Johnny David Henderson, the rookie with the shaggy blonde hair, the goofy smile, and the cute eyes, and Sally Jackson, my boyfriend's mom. May their souls rest in peace.
Please don't kill me people! Please! I know you guys didn't like the ending. I can feel it ~ So many questions. So many questions~
We are doing archery in PE! I know- ARCHERY! And I suck at it. My partner, my crush, was making most of his bull's eyes while mine were hitting the outer edge of the target; the grass; the fence; the ground by my feet. Yes. It is obvious I am not a daughter of Apollo. ;P My partner probably is, but me? No. ;P DANG IT.
xxSarai (copied the xx from Sofia(: )
-Live'Laugh'AndOfCourse'Love
I will try to update soon!
