PERCY POV.
When I saw Annabeth in chains, I felt like screaming. She was crying like I saw in my...what was it? My vision?
"Percy Jackson." Asclepius grinned evilly like it was amusing. "Percy, get out of here!" Annabeth cried out.
"Listen to the girl." He stepped forward.
"I am not leaving without you." I said.
"How sweet?" He smiled. "Unfortunately for you, you both wont be leaving at all now that the two most strongest demigods are in my clutch."
He turned to Annabeth and I drew Riptide. He touched her cheek and she snapped at him. He tucked her hair behind her ear and my anger grew.
"Such a shame to see such a beautiful girl who is going to die." He twirled her hair and she shuddered. "But if you be my wife, I wouldn't have to kill you."
I couldn't help it - I lunged at his head but he held out a hand and an invisible force pushed me back into the wall, and I crumpled to the floor. Annabeth screamed my name and tugged at the chains again. I got up and charged again, but he ducked and he kicked out, but I jumped up and roundhouse kicked him. He fell back and brushed his cloak. "You'll pay for that, Jackson."
He removed his cloak and revealed the ugliest person alive. I even gagged. His face was too horrible to describe, though I knew it once was probably handsome. His muscled skin was burnt and covered in blisters. He grew as tall as a two story building and I gaped, but readied my sword. He wore a tattered and ruined toga, but it quickly fixed into a golden toga only the richest and most royal would wear. His muscles flexed. He bellowed and a staff appeared in his hand, wide enough to flatten me into a Percy-Pancake.
"Percy, don't fight him! It's a tra-" Annabeth started, but Asclepius pointed at her and her mouth suddenly was covered with duct tape. Her muffled voice screamed against the tape. I looked at her and knew why I came here - to save Annabeth, and I wasn't going to give up now. I lunged and he swept me aside with his staff, laughing evilly. I got up and ducked his next swing, then stabbed him in the foot. It quickly healed and I stumbled back in shock. "What the Hades?"
He swatted me with his death pole but I ducked and looked at Annabeth.
The throne, Percy, Her voice ringed in my head. The throne.
I got knocked aside again but flipped over midair and landed on my feet. His eyes widened sarcastically. "Oh, my, I'm so scared! Perseus Jackson is going to hurt me!" He laughed at his own joke and I thought about what Annabeth said. The throne?
I charged and stabbed him behind the knee, then on his achilles and heel. It healed again.
"What?" I panted.
"I am a healer, Perseus." His voice boomed. "You cannot beat me."
Of course!
His throne. I just needed...
"Hey, Asclepius, come catch me!" I mocked, running around the room like some insane kid. He grunted and raised his staff, a laser shooting out of the top. I stopped in the corner, but quickly moved out of the way as the laser came, then ran around the room again. Mostly everything was in flames now. Annabeth cried out in her muffled voice. I jumped onto his throne, knowing that I was annoying Asclepius, and he shot straight at his own life source. I leaped off and he gasped when he realised what he'd done.
"Bye bye, Ascle!" I teased. He melted as his throne burnt, bellowing. "I WILL GET YOU, PERCY JACKSON!"
I sneered and looked at Annabeth. I felt like fainting. The flames were surrounding her, inches away from burning her flesh off. I ran towards her and cut the chains off her, then fumbled with the rope. Annabeth passed out and I finally untied the rope and ripped the tape off her mouth. I lifted her onto my back and ran out of the burning courtyard. I passed all the full cells and slashed through them with Riptide, and they all ran out. I followed them and one of the nice demigods helped me with Annabeth. He didnt speak, just put her arm around his shoulders and we pulled her along. We got over the stairs and to the trapdoor. Everyone bursted out and we followed. My other friends stood out of the way in shock, but then saw me and ran up. "Percy!"
I looked at the guy who'd helped me and thanked him. He smiled and ran off. Thalia felt Annabeth's forehead and turned pale, then looked at me. "Nectar and Ambrosia, quick!"
"I dont have any." I replied. "And why?"
"Because," She choked out. "Annabeth might be dying."