Here's the next chapter C: I hope it's alright :P It took me a while to get it all out... It's a few hundred words longer than the last one :D

Enjoy ^_^

I lay there for what felt like ages; just staring up at the sky as I breathed deeply, trying to slow my heart rate. My eyes were half closed and my mouth was just barely open. I kept on shivering as the poison took over me. After a while I started growing numb from the cold starting at my fingers and toes, slowly eating away at my body until I was completely paralyzed.

I couldn't move. All I could do was listen to the echoes coming from the battle above me. It pissed me off that I was useless. I shouldn't be lying on the ground I should be helping my friends. But no matter how much I tried to move, I could only twitch which made me curse silently.

Finally, after what felt like ages I saw Jason's face peer over the edge of the cliff, "He's over here!" I heard him call over his shoulder.

Annabeth's face joined his and she called out to me, "Percy! Percy are you ok?"

Unable to move any muscles, I remained silent except for the quiet, strangled sound that escaped my throat which frustrated me even more. There was no way that they heard that. Inside I was writhing with anger and frustration as I struggled against the paralysis that held my body still. I hated being stuck like this.

A rope was thrown over the cliff and Jason climbed down beside me.

"Hey, Percy can you hear me?" he asked, gently shaking my shoulder.

I managed to get out a strangled breath that made a soft gurgling noise and a look of horror came upon Jason's face. Annabeth dropped down beside Jason, "What's wrong with him?"

Carefully, she looked over me and I saw her eyes widen at the damage she saw.

"He's banged up pretty badly, we need to get him help fast," she said, standing up she grabbed the rope and slowly climbed her way back to the top of the cliff, disappearing over the edge.

"Hold on buddy," Jason said, gingerly patting my shoulder as he looked back up to where Annabeth disappeared with worry.

I coughed a bit and it brought his attention back to me. His worried expression bothered me, I didn't like having people worry about me but it was something you had to get used to when you were a demigod. I was so caught up with all the swear words in my mind that I didn't notice the iron taste in my mouth.

Jason gasped, "You're coughing up blood, ANNABETH!" he yelled up at the sky, but no one came. I coughed again and he started panicking when he turned to me and saw my blood trickling out of the corner of my mouth.

"Percy don't you die on me, don't you dare!" he yelled at me.

I managed a hoarse, gurgling moan to try and let him know that I wasn't going to die but he took this a sign of distress and started yelling for help like a maniac.

"ANNABETH! Help! Someone! ANYONE!" he screamed. Eventually he gave up and started climbing up the rope, "I'll be back just hold on Percy!" he yelled down at me.

That was easier said than done. As soon as he left my sight, I turned my eyes to the sky again and watched the clouds float by. A soft breeze blew over me and I breathed out a small sigh as it warmed my cold body.

It was then that I realized how exhausted I felt and my eyes slowly started to close. I blinked, alarmed that I was so close to passing out. I didn't know if I would wake up or not after closing my eyes and I struggled to keep them open. My head had hit the rock pretty hard and I was sure I at least had a concussion.

But I had much more than a concussion to worry about. With every breath pain stung in my chest and the more I needed to cough. As I struggled with my breathing I found that I was finally free of my paralysis and I clutched my shirt where the pain struck with every breath. My whole body ached and pain shot through it with every movement.

I moaned and rolled to my side as I coughed up more of the awful red liquid. It filled my mouth with its tangy, iron taste and its metallic smell filled my nose. I wheezed and I coughed again. A puddle of blood was starting to form in front of my face from coughing.

"PERCY!" I heard someone call. I turned and sighed with relief as I saw Annabeth and Jason making their way down on two pegasi where a stretcher sat between them. As soon as they landed, Annabeth leaped off the Pegasus and rushed towards me. I was still slumped over the slowly increasing pool of blood and she gently rolled me over.

I cried out in pain and Annabeth quickly let go of me. I lay on my back, gasping for air and coughing up blood, nearly choking on the stuff.

"No, no, no, no, no. Percy stay with me!" she said, her hands fluttered over me not knowing what to do.

"Annabeth we have to get him on the stretcher," Jason said urgently.

"He can't stand, his legs are broken," Annabeth pointed out.

"We'll have to carry him," he said. From his voice I could tell the idea wasn't one he wanted to use, but it was the only one and I wasn't very fond of it myself.

"I'm so, so sorry Percy if this hurts," Annabeth said as she moved by my head so she could grip my shoulders. The feeling of pins and needles erupted across my shoulder blades and I groaned.

Jason grabbed onto my legs just above my knee and they both lifted me. It was agonizing and I struggled to not scream out in pain. I regretted it when a strangled cry escaped my lips and I saw Annabeth's face.

"Almost there," Jason said as we approached the stretcher.

Finally they managed to get me strapped in but all the movement made my head spin and throb. I coughed again and stained the stretcher with red. It was taking all my willpower not pass out. I could see the darkness circle dangerously around the edges of my vision.

We took off and wind blew my hair away from my face. I was jostled between the two pegasi and my head flopped about with the jerking motions. A coughing fit attacked me and I spluttered as it racked my body. I could feel the warm, sticky substance cover my face and hands as I tried to wipe it away but I coughed harder and more poured out from my mouth. The taste of blood sickened me and I almost felt myself ready to puke but I held it down, determined not to make a bigger mess.

"Jason we have to hurry!" I heard Annabeth yell over the wind.

I felt us descend and we landed with a harsh thud that would've thrown me out of the stretcher if there weren't straps holding me down.

"Someone help!" Jason called out.

I heard the steady thumping of hooves and Chiron's blurry face appeared over mine.

"He's going to need heavy healing magic, and fast," I heard him say. At this point my hearing was starting to fail and their voices sounded muffled and slurred. My eyes weren't doing any better, the darkness was closing in fast and everyone's faces kept on going in and out of focus.

I tried to fight the urge to cough but I gave in and it came out in massive globs nearly suffocating me. When it passed I shivered and cried out as a tremor of pain shook me. I looked down and saw that someone had grabbed my feet and I thrashed about, trying to free them of the grasp which only made the pain worse.

"Please stop... Stop... Let it all stop already!" I said, my gurgling cry didn't seem to have any effect at all.

I could barely hear everyone's voices but I knew they were all shouting at me by the looks on their blurry faces. Then darkness took me so quickly it almost scared me, as if someone had put a sack over my head.

But it was nice. I didn't hurt anymore and I peacefully floated about in this world of darkness.

So there is, I hoped you all liked it C: I'd REALLY like some reviews guys :/

Is this ok? Do you like it? Every bit? Or does it stink like a sweaty armpit? Does this make you sad? Or make you mad? Or are you glad? Is it stupid like a clown? Does it make you frown? Or bring you down? Or is it bright and wonderful like a crown? Are you grumbling at how lame it is? I am no writing whiz, though I do try so very hard! But as you can see I am no bard... Do you think of me as a poor excuse of a writer or am I just a pathetic babbler? Please don't be bitter, I'm doing my best! Can you help me with my quest? I wish to be a writer but hear my plea, and answer these questions for me.