DISCLAIMER: I don't own PJO, but I'd love to. I only own my characters.

Things get crazy

Phoebe's POV:

I called out "Ladies, we're going to have a party today, and it's going to be Olympus sized."

We charged. I guess you can imagine what happened. 4 hunters, one of them injured, against hundreds of enemies. We were quickly overwhelmed by the sheer weight of numbers. We were running out of arrows, energy and simply, options. In between my attacks, I could see Elisa being thrown across the battlefield, Jude sitting against a wall, hanging on for dear life, and Jane fighting nearly 3 monsters at a time. I could tell it was over, there wasn't any hope left for us. And that's when I remembered, the signal. I searched my pocket for that gun. I took it out and fired it, just as something hit my head hard, from behind.

I fell down and stopped moving. My vision blurred, and I couldn't see properly. I was feeling weak… helpless. Through my blurred vision, I could make out Jane's green dress, she was still fighting. And then I saw something orange come at her from behind, something brown was moving above the orange thing's head. It stopped moving, and it stayed there, just for a second, but that was all I needed to understand what was going to happen next. The brown thing landed on the green, Jane, and then the green contracted into a small blob, on the ground. Jane was dead.

I wanted to scream, but I couldn't find my voice. I just lay there, now completely helpless, unable to move, unable to speak. I could suddenly make out that all the orange had cleared out, and was now replaced by a dull mix of blue and white, the compound walls. I just lay there, hoping that someone would find the signal and come to our rescue, if any of the rest of them is alive.

A few tense minutes passed by. I had concluded that the monster army was gone. I tried to flex my fingers, or move my head or anything, any sort of movement that showed me that I still had control over my body, none. I was overwhelmed by the feeling of guilt. I had led the hunters to their death. Artemis will never forgive me for this. I prayed to the gods, hoping that they would listen. I wanted to get up and at least arrange a proper funeral for them, they deserved that. I wanted to inform the others about what we faced. I wanted to know what was going on over here, and why there are so many monsters. I prayed to every god and goddess, taking each of their names, starting with Artemis, and finally ending with my two least favorites, Aphrodite and Apollo.

Suddenly, I felt my hands again, the ends of my fingers moved slightly. Slowly, I could feel my body again. My vision became sharper. I could feel strength in my arms and legs. Slowly, using my hands, I shifted my body weight to my right side, as my left arm got hurt during the fight. I slowly pulled myself up on my feet. As I tried to stand on my feet, my legs crumbled beneath me, and I fell back to the ground. I looked around and saw, at a distance, another monster army. I knew that I could not fight another army again. I crawled as quickly as I could to the nearest alleyway and hid myself behind the dumpster. When I got there, I examined my wounds more clearly. Blood covered my left arm, my head was still spinning and my right leg hurts badly. It's been a long time since I felt pain, even if it wasn't this much, and I'm not too happy feeling it again.

As much as I tried to avoid it, tears started to roll down my cheeks. I was sobbing… crying… bawling, though I didn't let out a single sound, I was afraid the army would find me. I wasn't in battle anymore, so I was immortal, and monsters couldn't smell the blood of immortal hunters, Artemis told us that. I only wish, that they find me quickly, I didn't want to go through this anymore. "I want to live…"

Annabeth's POV:

I woke up in a huge room, but it wasn't all that decorated. It just seemed like an old tavern. I felt an arm around my waist. The arm was holding on to the fabric of my shirt, as if it was holding on for dear life. I wanted to see whose arm it was, but for some reason, I couldn't turn my head, or move any part of my body except for my eyes. It was as if some force was holding me down, preventing me from moving. But through the corner of my eyes, I could see who that arm belonged to, Percy. I felt happy, but I couldn't smile. I could see him again, after 5 years of waiting. I was desperate to see his face. But I couldn't move anything. I used my eyes to skirt around the room, for something that might help. I found a fireplace to my right. I wanted to continue to search for something that would help me, but for some reason, the room seemed oddly familiar. I looked down at my feet, as far as I could, to see two figures, a tall figure with hair like Einstein, with a cat on his shoulders, and a taller guy, wearing an apron, and holding a hunting knife in his hands. I recognized them - Bob, Small bob and Damasen.

Realization ran through my mind. I breathed in the air just to confirm. I took in foul air mixed with Percy's smell (He smelled like the sea). Sure enough, I was in Damasen's hut, in Tartarus. I was having a nightmare again. But for some reason, this one felt more real than any of those which I've had for the past 5 years. I wanted to move, I wanted to scream and run out of this place. I tried desperately to move my arms. My finger twitched.

Suddenly, the image dissolved, and world turned into a silent tornado. In the midst of the silence, I heard a voice, one that I recognized immediately as that of my sworn enemy, Gaia. I heard her scream but I could not make out a proper sentence "You-… how-… escape-… death." And then silence again.

Finally, before the swirling tornado ended after what felt like 10 minutes, I heard Gaia's voice "Come to me…COME TO ME" and then the swirling stopped and it turned pitch black again. Slowly, I could feel my eyes open. Light burst into my retina, blinding them and I shut my eyes tight again. Once again I tried to open them, this time, I opened them slowly. When I opened my eyes, I looked around, and I saw the room was painted blue. On my right, I saw a brown cupboard, and an open door. I could hear voices through it,

"He… boss… company… love affair… surreal." "WHAT!" "Hera… erasing my memory"

I knew that voice, I knew it too well, and his last words just confirmed what I had in mind. My heart could probably break the sound barrier if it had been beating any faster, though I knew that can never happen as the human will not survive if the heart could… never mind. 'He is alive, and he is right outside this door. And I am going to see him again.' I tried to move my arms, and this time, it worked, but with a lot of pain. I was about to get off the bed and walk out to my love, but I didn't have to. Just then, who else should walk in to the room, but my one and only boyfriend.

"Percy…" I said. A feeling of warmth spread through me. Percy stood there dumbstruck. And then he literally ran over to me and hugged me tight, and started crying into my neck. I would have held him longer but my back and shoulders must have been protesting against his grip.

"Percy… too… tight." I let out in short gasps.

"Oh sorry, Wise girl, but seeing you awake and ALIVE after 5 years was just overwhelming." Percy was still crying, but I could see that these were tears of joy, obviously.

"What do you mean ALIVE? What am I supposed to be, dead?" I was confused.

"NO, I mean, I travel through all those monsters and finally reach you after nearly 2 hours of continuous monster action and 5 years of waiting, and I find you unconscious, in bed. I was just simply, depressed, and frightened that maybe I was just a few hours too late."

I hugged him, and then I remembered the blast, the centaur attack. But now I couldn't wait any longer. I held his face in front of me. He seemed to be expecting a kiss.

SLAP… I slapped him hard across his left cheek. "That was for Tartarus."

And before he could react or apologize, I pulled him into a deep kiss. It was passionate and spread that amazing feeling of warmth through me. Five years of waiting, crying, praying, hope, fear and everything else that I've felt, seemed to flow through that kiss. An enormous weight, almost as heavy as the sky, seemed to lift off my shoulders. At last, I felt complete. I can finally feel that old Annabeth come back to life inside me. She was there all time, but hidden away, waiting for Percy to come and pull her out of that dark corner. I felt that smile form on my lips as we pulled away from each other. I didn't want to, but I had to. There was much more at stake. "And that, was for coming back." I blurted out, dreamily. Percy smiled. "But we must inform Hera. We have much more to do now. I promise, once we finish this war against… You know… We'll sign a retirement program. I'm getting sick of all this. But I warn you Perseus Jackson, if you ever leave me again, that will be the end of it, I'm leaving you. It's over." I warned, giving him my deadliest glare ever.

"Fine, Annabeth. I will never leave you. You have my word." Percy laughed. My glare melted into a smile. Only Percy can do that.

"Fine, now inform the others." I urged.

Percy screamed. "Hera, Piper, Jason, you have to come and see this, NOW!"

"Piper, Jason, they're here?" I asked him.

"Yeah, Hazel and Frank made it here with them. Hazel is injured, Frank stayed with her, along with Carly." Percy replied.

'Good, now we have help…' I grinned.

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