Okay here is chapter 10. And I do not know where this chapter is headed, and it's kind of long, so brace yourselves.

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Percy

Percy hurt. Everything inside him hurt. He felt like his body had been ripped apart and put back together in all the wrong ways. Then his body decided he couldn't take anymore and he was swirling into unconsciousness.

Perseus.

A voice whispered in his mind. It sent chills down his back. It wasn't a voice he recognized. Then he was wrenched from his body and propelled forward, at a blinding speed. When he stopped, he found himself hovering over a war zone. There were monsters everywhere. And then he saw it- him, Annabeth, Jason and Leo- and Zia, Walt, and Bast.

He didn't know where Sadie, Carter, Frank, or Hazel were. Percy and the others were fighting, and then, there it was- a huge figure hurtling a knife at Annabeth.

And Percy was too slow, too slow. The knife lands on the left side of her chest. She gasps softly, and Percy swears it's the loudest sound he's ever heard.

And he's running, running, trying to catch her before she falls. And suddenly- he's there, and Annabeth's head is in his lap.

"Annabeth." he says, trying not to freak.

"Percy." Annabeth whispered, and then she coughs-a terribly wet sound that causes blood to come out of her mouth.

"No, no, no. It's supposed to be me. I'm supposed to die-not you." Percy says.

Annabeth takes a shuddering breath. "Its okay Percy."

"You're going to be fine Annabeth. You're okay." Percy tells her, although he's mainly telling himself. But he sees it- too much blood. There's blood everywhere. He's never seen so much blood. He should try ambrosia- but he knows, he knows it won't do any good.

Percy's aware of the others standing near him, but he only registers it dully at the back of his mind.

He's always been the one supposed to die. He'd come to terms with it a long time ago. But he doesn't know what he'll do without her. She was supposed to be safe. He was supposed to get hurt. She's always been the strong one, and now she's dying. And it's his fault.

"Annabeth I'm- I'm sorry." He says, his voice breaking.

"Not your fault." Annabeth replies, with great effort.

"You were never supposed to get hurt. I don't know what I'll do without you Annabeth." Percy's eyes fill with tears. Then a thought occurs to him.

"There's-Theres something else I was supposed to do. But I guess we're running out of time. I was supposed to propose." He gave a half hearted attempt at a chuckle.

"You still have-" a wracking cough causes her to pause, and even more blood spills out of her lips. "-some time." she finishes weakly. Percy takes a shuddering breath and he says the words he's been dying to say since that day under the lake.

"Annabeth Chase, will you marry me?" Percy asks, his voice wavering against the tears that threaten to spill.

Annabeth's eyes find his, and when she speaks, he hears it clear as day. "Yes." And Percy felt his heart surge, and he's never felt happier. Because the love of his life just said she would marry him. And then he looks at the knife still protruding out of her chest, and his happiness fades away as quickly as it came.

"I was supposed to do this right. I was supposed to have a ring. Tyson was going to make it you know." Percy says through the huge lump in his throat.

"Sounds like...you already...had it planned." Annabeth replies between shallow breaths.

"Of course I did." Percy responds, caressing her face gently with trembling hands.

Annabeth weakly searches for Percy's hands, and Percy grasps hers, and holds them tightly in his own. "I love you Seaweed Brain." Annabeth says, barely audible. And he can see her eyes glazing over even as she holds his gaze.

And Percy feels like he's drowning in the hopelessness and guilt and he's falling apart and its literally choking him and he doesn't think he can-

And then he looks into those stormy grey eyes he fell in love with all those years ago. And even as he feels the tears fall down his face, he says the words he knows has always been true, and will be-forever.

"I love you too Wise Girl." he says thickly as he runs his fingers through her hair. She smiles at him, and even though there's blood on her mouth and all around her body, she's never looked more beautiful.

And her hands go slack in his. And those beautiful grey eyes are empty, lifeless.

And he feels everything he's been holding back since the Giant War build up, and Annabeth's gone- she's gone, and he feels his soul shatter into a million pieces and he gives into the darkness he's been trying so hard to keep at bay. Because Annabeth's dead, and nothing matters anymore.

And with a scream that tears all way through the sky and the pits of the earth, Percy releases everything. He feels the earth crumble all around him and water erupts everywhere, drowning everything, and the earth continues to fall in the biggest earthquake that will ever be recorded in history.

He feels mountains move, and volcanoes erupt, and tsunamis and earthquakes erupt everywhere at the same time. And he creates the biggest storm the world ever has and will see.

He feels the Darkness ripping through him, and it's consuming him and he wants to destroy everything-he wants to destroy the world, because his world was taken away from him. Annabeth was taken away from him.

Annabeth.

Her name breaks something inside him, and the water stops. The earth stills, and the Darkness ebbs to the back of his mind. If there was any chance of it going away completely, thats gone now. Annabeth was the only thing keeping it at bay.

Percy looks at her still, lifeless body, and he crumples into himself, and the tears keep falling and it's too much, it's just too much and he felt more hysteria rising in him, and then he feels his broken mind falling and falling into the blessed darkness-

Percy sits up abruptly, breathing heavier than he ever has, and frantically searches for Annabeth, who's beside him, awake and afraid. And it takes him a second to realize that she was afraid for him.

"I tried to wake you up, and you wouldn't-you couldn't hear me, and your skin was so cold and-" Percy pulls her to him and holds on for all he's worth. He can feel himself shaking against her body, but he needs to reassure himself that she's real. That she's okay.

"It's okay, Percy. I'm right here. I'll always be right here." Annabeth murmurs, rubbing circles along his back. And those words almost send him over the edge- because if his dream was true-

No. it wasn't true. It was just a dream. No way is Percy letting Annabeth die. He'd die a thousand deaths before he let anything happen to Annabeth.

But it felt so real.

But no- Annabeth is in his arms. She's safe. She's okay...she's okay.

"Percy." Annabeth said softly. Percy tries to slow his breathing and push down the hysteria he can feel bubbling up.

Annabeth pulls back and looks at him. Her beautiful grey eyes searching his. And he sees love. And that's enough to calm him down-for now.

"Percy it's okay. I promise. I'm right here. Whatever it is- it's okay." Annabeth says gently. And Percy's eyes fill with tears and he just pulls her back to him, his lips on her neck.

"I love you Annabeth. I always will." he says, his voice tight. Annabeth wraps her arms around him tightly.

" I love you too Percy. And I'm not leaving you- Never." And Percy wishes more than anything that that was true.

But thats enough for now.

I sooooo did not know this chapter was going to where it got to. I am very surprised at myself.

I feel like I did a great job, but I will never know for sure unless you review.

So review please!