Hey! I know everyone thought that I probably decided to end it there, and truthfully so did I. But I got so many positive comments asking me to continue so I decided that I would. This chapter is right after Percy and Annabeth get back and they are all beat up. It probably won't be that long but then if you guys want me to keep going I will, I just need ideas. So if you have any idea no matter how small, or stupid you think it is can you please review it to me? Thanks! (Also I know that Percy should have "iron skin" but for the sake of this chapter can we pretend that he doesn't? Thank you!)
Here goes nothing!
My arm was gushing blood and I think that the bruise on my head is more than just a bruise. Annabeth looked no better; one eye was a deep purple already and her shoe had a new red tint of blood to it.
"You okay?" I asked for the millionth time since we left camp.
"Yes." She answered like she had the first million times.
I glanced at the clock. It was already 9 o'clock. "Do you want to go back to my house or should we try to get to Paul's parents house in time?"
Annabeth glanced over at me, and even though she responded I knew her mind was elsewhere. "They do need a ride home." She looked back to gaze the window again.
"What's up?" I asked her.
"The earthborn. They shouldn't have been there. Something evil is rising, Percy."
"Ugh, again?" I mock complained. "So they don't even give us a six month break? I am so requesting a raise in my salary. Maybe a promotion?"
Annabeth turned back to me, her eyes blazing. "Will you listen to yourself?" She snapped. "Is everything a joke to you? Because I promise you, you won't be laughing when this becomes a real threat!"
I pulled the car over to the side of the empty rode we were driving on. "This isn't a joke to me Annabeth! I just don't want to think about it right now! Alright, I just need a break and I am going to take one!"
Annabeth fixed her icy glare on the road in front of us. "Just drive." She said in a steely voice and I knew she was mad for real.
I knew fighting wouldn't get me anywhere though, so I put the car in drive. We sat the rest of the ride in silence.
LINE BREAK!
I pulled into the Blowfis's driveway just as the clock turned to 9:30. Annabeth turned to the car door getting ready to open it, but I grabbed her shoulder.
"Annabeth, we are not getting out of this car until we make up. All right? I'm sorry."
Annabeth turned away from the door. She looked me in the eyes. Instead of the anger I saw in her eyes earlier all I saw was raw pain. Concern immediately filled my gut.
"Are you hurt?" I asked her, looking down at where her shoe was now completely covered in blood and the floor mat below it had blood seeping on to it.
"No… well yes, but that's not the point. Percy, every time there is a great prophecy someone I love gets hurt. What if it's you this time? Or Thalia? Percy, I just can't take it if I lose someone else."
Like Luke? I silently added to myself. She couldn't lose another person she loved like she lost Luke. Even though I had come to terms the fact that Annabeth had, and always will, love Luke the thought still made my stomach tighten. I pushed aside the green monster that was threatening to break into my stomach.
"Great Prophecy? Annabeth this was just a small attack." I reasoned.
"Small now, Percy! This could turn into something big!" I sighed. Annabeth was always going to try and see all the possibilities, looking to the worst if it was even reasonable. I looked over to where her hand was turning white against the door's handle she was clutching onto for dear life. I gently pried her fingers off the handle, holding her hand in mine. "It'll be alright Annabeth. I am never going to leave you. I promise, kay?"
Annabeth's grip on my hand loosened. "Sorry for overreacting. I guess… well the earthborn just shocked me and I panicked."
"There's that logical head that I know and love." I smiled a toothy grin at her, while opening my car door. Outside the air was crisp and warm for late November. Annabeth opened her car door, stepping out but stumbled. I rushed to her side, ignoring the sharp pain in my head and wave of nausea that came from moving too fast. Definitely a concussion.
Annabeth was leaning heavily against the car for support. "Just my foot." She grimaced. I offered my shoulder for support. Together we limped into the house, making the slow and tedious trip up the stairs before stopping at the door.
"What do we say?" I asked Annabeth, referring to the various lesions scattered across our battered bodies.
"Well, Paul's family hasn't seen his car since the war right?" Annabeth reasoned.
I shrugged. "I don't think so."
"Well we could say that we were driving to my stepmom when a tree fell on the car. It could work considering the marks that Blackjack made."
"Why not? I already lied enough to these people." I knocked on the door, yelling in. "It's Percy and Annabeth."
I heard the quick, pattered footsteps of high heels racing to the door, sounding like rain drumming against the roof. "Coming!" Shouted a voice I recognized as Paul's mother.
The door swung open. Mrs. Blowfis's happy expression quickly dimmed when she saw how Annabeth and me were supporting each other, our wounds clearly causing us pain.
"Oh my! What happened?" She cried, gesturing for us to come in.
"We will explain in front of everyone." I said, stalling for time.
We walked into the living room, where everyone was gathered. Clearly these people were not exposed to war and wounds because their reactions to our bloody bodies were priceless. I swear one of the aunt's jaws dropped to the ground and one looked ready to faint.
"I didn't think the cuts and stuff were that bad." I whispered in Annabeth's ear.
"Mortals," She joked.
My mom looked pale as she rushed over to us. She took my arms and checked my wounds, then did the same to Annabeth. She tutted disapprovingly as she examined Annabeth's bloody foot.
"Are you two alright?" She exclaimed.
"Fine Mom. We just need some first aid" My mom nodded and turned to Paul's mom. They started to talk and I turned to Annnabeth. "You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah," She nodded. "That's my only bad wound." She gestured towards her foot.
My mom turned back to us. "There's a first aid kit in the bathroom, then you two can come tell us what happened." Her eyes narrowed. I knew she would want the full- and real- story later.
After Annabeth and me bandaged ourselves up in the bathroom, we walked back out to the living room where everyone was waiting expectantly for our story.
"So," I started awkwardly. "Me and Annabeth were in the-"
"Annabeth and me," Paul's father corrected. Well that's clearly where Paul got his English smarts.
I cleared my throat. "Right. Um, where was I?"
Annabeth snorted. "We were driving, Seaweed Brain."
"Thanks. So we were driving when suddenly this old tree tumbles down, crashing against the car roof. I panicked but it was okay because it didn't shatter the windshield. I got a nasty head bump though and my vision went black for a moment. I thought I was dead." I widened my eyes a bit, trying to make myself look scared. They couldn't possibly know that I witnessed a major car crash- or crashes- when I was just twelve. And more, like war and mazes that are harder to find your way out of then the one on the kids' meal at The Belmont (Random name).
"Once the danger was over, we got out and thanks to my amazing muscles we moved the tree."
"Your muscles?" Annabeth interrupted. "I did all the hard work. You complained about breaking a nail."
Oh, so that was how we were playing. I sent her my best 'don't mess with me glare'. Meanwhile the rest of the family was staring at us, with confusion on their faces. I wonder if they thought I was that much of a priss. Clarisse clearly did. I mean she did dub me 'Prissy'.
"Anyways, without any more interruptions please, we moved the tree, and came straight back. We already called Annabeth's step mom and the baby was born just fine. Course they said they hope it has more talent then Annabeth but that genetics for ya." Annabeth's playful glare hardened, and suddenly I knew I was about to get my butt whipped.
"Talent, huh? You seem to know a lot about that for someone who has none." The whole family looked shocked that we were fighting, but my mom and Paul were biting back laughter. They saw the two of us go at it so much, that it was just funny to them now.
"I would show you how much talent I had right now if we both weren't hurt."
"Then why does every fight end up with me beating you in 10 seconds then you laying on the floor for the rest of the class." Annabeth countered.
"That happened once! I was having a off day." The whole families confused looks just grew.
My mom though always seemed to know how these things ended though. "Kiss her Percy so that we could all g back to what ever it was we were doing."
I shrugged. I sent Annabeth my signature lopsided grin, leaning in. I pressed my lips against hers, forgetting the throbbing pain in my head.
I am going to make a part two to this. Anyways BREAKING NEWS:
RR READ THE FIRST CHAPTER OF MOA AT A READING THINGIE. SOMEONE POSTED IT ON YOUTUBE SO JUST LOOK UP "MARK OF ATHENA FIRST CHAPTER RICK RIODAN" OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. I WOULD POST A LINK BUT I PULLED IT UP ON A DIFFERENT COMPUTER AND DON'T HAVE TIME TO FIND IT NOW. IT IS SO AMAZING AND FROM ANNABETHS POV. ALSO WE WILL GET A REUNION! WATCH THE VIDEO AND REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! ONE LAST SPOILER- JASON AND PIPER ARE GOING OUT!
Thanks for letting me get that rant in. I had a really crappy day and MOA made me smile. So please review and tell me what you think because reviews make me smile. And I need all the smiles I can get today. Thanks for reading even though you all thought I was done. You guys rock! One last thing I need a beta so if anyone is interested can you review me? Thanks (again…)