Disclaimer: If I were Rick Riordan (which I am not) I would make sure Rachel crashed in her stupid helicopter!
The knife.
Song Choice: Stab My Back by the All American Rejects.
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"Don't I get a kiss for luck? It's kind of tradition, right?"
His voice was half joking, but also half serious. After he said it, she couldn't help but stare at his lips.
'Stop it, Annabeth. Focus!'. She screamed at herself in her head as he waited for an answer.
It was just a kiss right? She knew she'd enjoy it but she also knew how important this situation was and took out her knife. He raised an eyebrow as she stood up and walked slowly up to him.
'I'll tease him' She decided and stopped centimetres from him.
"Come back alive, Seaweed Brain. Then we'll see."
He smiled slightly, his weird little grin that usually made her scowl.
Then next few minutes were a blur of stabbing and kicking, two of her favourite things. She was more determined than she ever had been to beat these guys and kick them so fast they wouldn't have time to say 'Di Immortales'.
Her cabin and Percy reached the top of the bridge shortly after. Percy face, slightly different and wild after fighting, rested on two individuals walking towards them.
One, Ethan Nakumura, was a strong fighter. Annabeth recognised him. She'd been on his team for capture the flag once. He was good. The other was terrorising, looking at Percy with a face she used to like. No more. Kronos, Lord of the Titans rode majestically on a stallion, approaching them.
Percy's hand gripped Anaklusmos tighter and she did the same with her knife. The two of them, followed by the rest, began walking up towards Kronos and his minion.
Again, another blur of fighting and kicking for Annabeth. Using her momentum of jump to spring upon unsuspecting enemies.
But something shocked her into perspective. She took a glance at Percy. He was doing well. She smiled slightly. But her smile disappeared by the figure with a knife heading straight for Percy's unsuspecting back.
She pushed Percy with every ounce of strength she had and stood in his place as the speed of Nakumura's arm was too fast to stop straight off.
Percy breathed her name but it was drowned out by the sound of her bone' chilling scream.
Percy shouted her name and she saw him clash Nakumura's head. She turned to her arm and saw a flash of red and green. Green? She felt a searing pain that sent her body shivering as she keeled onto her front. She felt strong arms around her, calling her name, shouting at her to wake up. She heard a faint whistle and arms lifting her.
She called out but had a faint notion that no one heard.
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"Annabeth? Annabeth, honey, can you hear me?"
Silena Beauregard stared down on her. Annabeth's eyes flickered as she stared into blue eyes. Silena smiled.
"Percy...? Is he...?"
"He's fine. He'll be on his way to see you now, I'd say."
In all her pain, that made her feel better.
Silena sighed slightly.
"Your arm. It got stabbed by a poisoned knife. Michael said it was fairly bad and all."
"That was stupid of me."
Silena tutted and began dampening her forehead with a cloth.
A figure appeared at the back of the room. Silena excused herself as Percy approached Annabeth, his face sick with concern and worry.
"The knife was poisoned. Pretty stupid of me, huh?"
He knelt beside her and shook his head.
"Why...why did you do it?"
She inhaled softly.
"I...don't really know to be honest. I just had a feeling that Percy's in trouble and I jumped."
He leaned closer.
"How did you know?"
She scrunched up her eyebrows.
"What?"
"My Achilles heel. I would've died if you hadn't saved me."
She felt a sense of reassurance as he spoke. It wasn't all for nothing.
His breath evened after a while of her protesting that she felt fine but a little weak.
She looked down to his hand that was curled around the couch where she lay. In a moment of impulse, she slowly took it in her own and breathed out.
"Feel better?" He asked. She nodded gravely. He began stroking her hand carefully in his, so as to soothe her and she had to admit it helped. She inhaled again but then someone burst in to exclaim that some news had arrived. She hated it when moments were ruined like that. The bane of her life. She must've forgotten for a moment that they were fighting a war. Oops.
But then something happened that could never ruin her moment.
Percy sighed quietly and gave her one last hopeful look.
She thought he'd merely leave, save the world, come back but no. That would be far too predictable. And Percy Jackson may have been a lot of things, but one, he was not predictable.
Like the time he beat the Minotaur. No one saw that coming. And no one foresaw that instead of merely leaving on that faithful day, he leant over towards her and placed a small kiss on her forehead.
"Came back alive didn't I?" He smirked and stood up, only to leave her more confused than ever.
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A lot of people have been asking questions so here are most of the answers:
I live in Ireland, we get three months off school for the summer.
I won't just be finishing on the best underwater kiss ever, I may go on to what happens next (you never know)
I may be doing a sequel to I won't say it, it is undecided as of yet.
Toodles.
LF xoxo