Hey guys! 2 chapters within two days! Woo!

Okay. I only got two votes: Fluffity fluff w/ Jason and Piper and Percabeth One-shots. So, I'll leave the voting open for another week. But only to vote between those two. Anyways, I want to take a serious moment here. I want to thank everyone who has followed this story or reviewed or favorited this story or me. It really means a lot to me because I'm really shy for when it comes to people reading my stuff. My cheeks turn all red and stuff when people ask to read it, so this has really helped me. I would list all of you out, but I only have a limited amount of time to write this chapter, so I would think you would want me to get on with the story(:

Kay. So, recap: Annabeth and Percy are still in Tartarus partying with Lamia, The others are recapping on what's going on. Nico is getting weird feelings about Annabeth, not that kind, but the other kind. And I think that's all (:

This is short. Sorry.

Chapter Nine:

Annabeth

Every second that passed, no. Every millisecond that passed I started to doubt myself even more. This plan was not going to work. At all. I can't even call myself a daughter of Athena anymore. This is the worst plan in history. I was going to be labeled as a traitor. A Tierney. Weak. I was going to be banished from Olympus. They're going to tear my buildings down. Gaea was going to succeed because of me.

My head was spinning. My thoughts were jumbled. I couldn't think straight. I was seeing stars. My hands were shaking. MY forehead was clammy. This was not going to end well.

Lamia asked if I was sure. I looked back at Percy. Said a silent goodbye. Turned back around. Nodded. Lamia motioned to her guards to come. They dropped Percy. One stayed to watch him. I followed Lamia into her cave.

It was creepy. Stalactites and stalagmites stuck up from the ceiling and the ground. They created a maze I had to walk through. I would never be able to escape without them catching me.

I followed her into a room. It was empty except for a small puddle of water in the middle of it. Lamia told me it was some of the River Styx mixed with Lethe. I made sure I steered clear of that.

"Gaea will be so pleased with me," Lamia said while clapping her hands excitedly. I managed a weak smile.

I wasn't strong enough for this. I didn't have any special powers. I didn't have any skill. I could memorize my Chemistry notes or analyze history in record time, but I couldn't do this.

But I had no other choice.

Lamia faced me. She was an inch taller than me. Exact opposite features. She smiled. I moved my hair away from me neck. Lamia smiled giddily. I choked back a sob.

When she bit down, a blinding wave of light exploded from the contact. The cave started to shake. stalactites began to fall from above.

That wasn't supposed to happen.

Lamia turned her nasty gaze on me. I couldn't hear what she said. She put two fingers in the Styx. There was one drop on the inside of each of her talons. Before I could stop her, she put one drop each into my bite marks.

Before I could register the pain or what happened, she pushed me into the wall, turned, and ran. I struggled to get up. The ground was shaking harder than before. Pain was searing through my body. Black spots clouded my vision.

For some reason, I thought of Piper. I didn't know why. She just popped into my head. Suddenly, I fell. Rocks started to fall on me.

I wasn't going to make it out.

Goodbye Percy.

Nico

Nico woke in a cold sweat. No.

It can't be. Not Annabeth.

Nico leapt out of bed and ran to the control room. He hit the panic button. Sirens filled the air. Within two minutes every member of the crew was on the ship, even Coach Hedge in his footy -er hoofy pajamas.

"What's wrong Nico? You look like you've seen a ghost," Hazel said.

"It's Annabeth," Nico sais, his voice barely above a whisper. "She's gone."

Percy

Percy woke with a start. A guard was growling at him. Percy leapt to his feet and brought out his sword. There were stars in his eyes, but he got over them and focused on the task at hand. The guard advanced on him. Percy raised his sword and struck. He easily killed the guard with one swing, but that was the least of his worries. The ground started to shake and suddenly, a crowd of guards came running out. They paid them no attention. And he didn't mind, for he was busily searching for Annabeth. Where was she?

"Wondering where your girlfriend is sweetheart?" A woman's voice called out. She had just walked out of the cave. She was calm and walking like a fashion model would. Percy leveled his sword and gave her his perfected wolf stare.

"Where is she?" He growled. She smiled and stopped in front of him.

"In there." She gave a little wave an vanished. No.

Percy dropped his sword and sprinted inside the cave. Wasn't very smart of him, but Percy didn't care.

He dodged the stalactites or stalagmites or whatever they were . There was a fine layer of debris from the ceiling lying on the ground. Where was she?

"Annabeth," Percy called with a shaky voice. No answer. Percy kept running.

"Annabeth!" He called again, a bit more worried.

Percy came to a room. There was a puddle in the middle. It reminded him vaguely of the Styx, but it had gray swirls in it. Gray the same color as Annabeth's eyes.

Eyes that should not be open.

Percy spotted her lying on the ground nearby. She had a few rocks scattered around her, a cut on her forehead and a big rock lying right on her chest.

No, No, No. No.

Percy skidded over to her. He knelt beside her and with shaking hands, lifted the rock from her chest. Her eyes were dull and she had bite marks on her neck. He then pulled her head into his lap and started to stroke her neck. He could feel tears brimming in his eyes.

"A-Annabeth?" He said with a shaking voice. She didn't answer. A tear rolled down his cheek and onto hers.

Percy dipped his head down and brushed a feather light kiss over her lips. He screwed his eyes shut and pushed her eyelids down. He drew in a deep breath and undid her camp necklace from her neck. He then tied it over his own and removed her head from his lap.

He wished he could do something nicer for her, but all he had at his finger tips were rocks.

Suddenly, a silver flower began to grow from one of the cracks in the ground. It looked exactly like the flower he had in his window sill at home.

"Thanks, Calypso," He whispered, as he plucked from the ground. He moved Annabeth's hands so they were holding the flower.

"I love you, Annabeth," He whispered, with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Don't forget me."

Just made myself freaking cry. Dang it.

Okay, I know you're all like "Annabeth would never die!" But, I promise you it has a RR worthy plot twist and it is vital to it. So, yeah. Sorry.

~Emily