HI PEOPLE I HAVE

still no energy

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Hi. I am not living.

kinda

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AnotherFacelessAuthor: hi, I was lazy yesterday as well and reviewed a story without logging in, so all is well. Percabeth FOREVER!

Pauline Rose: Actually what I meant is that Tartarus and Gaea have children together, and this is a little weird because Echidna is ONE of those children. Yes I do know that Echidna and Tartarus are the official couple, but all I meant was that Gaea and Tartarus have kids together, and I didn't know how else to say it. I'm really glad you like the story.

Pa: wow, thats a lot of perfection

Guest: You're great too!

i love annabeth: I love Annabeth too, so we have tons in common. Thanks, I'm glad you liked it :)

disclaimer: Calypso: I'm sorry, this person does not own Percy. Unfortunately, neither do I, although I would like to thank him for freeing me from my island prison.

Me: What are you doing here Calypso?

Calypso: oops. Sorry.

Percy

"Are you sure we need to go this way?" Alabaster asked suspiciously. They were heading towards the Acheron, and Percy was getting worried.

Alabaster seemed to have guessed that he was up to something, and the son of Hecate wasn't happy. Occasionally Percy caught him whispering over his shoulder as though talking to someone that wasn't really there.

There was no denying that Alabaster was weird, but Percy was sure there was a reason for it this time. Was there a ghost that only Alabaster could see and hear?

It was plausible. Hecate was a goddess of the Underworld.

"Yes Alabaster. The Doors of Death are somewhere over there, and if we want to find them, then thats the way we need to go." Annabeth said firmly.

Alabaster nodded, but his eyes were narrowed as he watched Annabeth and Percy.

Percy was happier now that he was sure of what to do. He would get the three younger kids out of Tartarus, and then they would be safe, and he and Annabeth would get to the Doors of Death.

Percy wasn't sure whether or not he and Annabeth would leave Tartarus, but if they didn't, at least the would have each other. He was trying not to think about Paul, and his mom. It had been too long since he'd seen them.

All they knew was that he was on a quest. Percy shook his head and cursed under his breath. Not thinking of them was becoming harder.

"Percy, will this work?" Annabeth muttered quietly. They were standing on the bank of the Acheron river, right next to one of the waterfalls.

Percy looked up, and far, far away he could see a glimpse of a bright blue sky.

For once, Percy wanted Jason's powers. He wanted to fly up there and get out of Tartarus as quickly as possible. Or Frank's power, in which he could turn into a dragon and take everyone with him.

Percy nodded. "Yeah. This is fine." He told Annabeth. The two of them slowly began to put all of their packs down.

Miley, Cam, and Alabaster followed suit, exchanging nervous glances. After Percy's Styx diving escapade, they probably weren't sure what to expect.

Percy hesitated for a minute, but then closed his eyes and used his powers to make the waterfall's flow go the other way, heading up. He formed three water hands, similar to the ones he had used to crush the Gorgons when he first arrived in the Roman camp.

And then, with almost no warning, just as Miley began to ask him what he was doing, the hands grabbed Miley, Alabaster, and Cam, and lifted them into the air.

Miley screamed, and Percy almost put her back down, but he continued, ignoring Alabaster and Cam's furious shouts. He continued until he knew they were out of Tartarus, until the were out of the Underworld. He continued until he got them out of the Acheron river, far above, and let them go when he knew they were on dry land.

He knew they were probably cursing his name, but they were safe.

Percy opened his eyes, and smiled at Annabeth before slumping to the ground as exhaustion overwhelmed him.

When Percy woke up, Annabeth had a fire going, and was making something that smelled pretty good. Percy was sore and his head was pounding.

"You overused your powers Seaweed Brain." Annabeth said calmly. "Next time, I suggest doing them one at a time with breaks in-between."

"Hopefully there isn't a next time." Percy said hoarsely, sitting up and rubbing his shoulder. "How long have I been out?" Annabeth turned and raised an eyebrow, a faint smile on her face.

"Only about thirty minutes. Not as bad as some other times I've seen you use your powers." She whispered.

Percy smiled faintly, and looked around. The food that Annabeth was making smelled a ton better than it looked.

It was basically mashed potatoes with some different herbs and things in it.

"Smells delicious." Percy said wistfully as Annabeth kept smashing it around. His girlfriend laughed.

"It's almost done, so don't worry Seaweed brain, you'll be able to eat soon enough." She teased, her gray eyes happy. Percy laid back down and stared up through the small gaps above them.

Somewhere up there, Miley, Cam, and Alabaster were probably cursing his name, while simultaneously realizing he may have just save their lives.

Maybe the others of the Seven were almost to the Doors of Death as well. Maybe Cam, Miley, and Alabaster would meet up with them.

At least the others would get to hear how he and Annabeth were doing.

Suddenly there was a musical ding! It came from Annabeth's pack, and Percy sat up again as Annabeth gasped, dropped what she was using to stir the food, and pulled out Daedalus' laptop, where the Greek Delta Δ was glowing.

"Oh. My. Gods." Annabeth whispered as she flipped it open, her eyes scanning the screen.

Percy scooted over. "What is it Annabeth? Is there something-" he stopped talking as he saw the email.

From: MalcolmsonofAthena-CampHalf-blood

To: AnnabethChasetheAthenian-CampHalf-blood

Subject: WARNING!

Annabeth, I don't know if this will work. We're trying to leave, but something's wrong. Some of the Romans who are being left behind aren't happy. They are threatening to take Ella and force her to give them a prophecy that puts the Greek's in a bad light, so that Reyna will have no choice but to help them defeat us.

The Fifth Cohort is being very helpful. Thank the gods for Dakota and Gwen!

Are you and Percy alright? We've heard nothing from you, although the other's of the Seven have contacted us several times. Clarisse is yelling at me that it's time to go.

Answer if you can. I need you to help us, tell us anything you think might help.

Malcolm.

I had so much fun making those emails . . . . . .

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