And I am back! I just couldn't leave you like that. And I got some awesome reviews that made me want to freaking cry. I am not kidding, I checked my email, and I had like, 10 reviews and it was like, 4 hours after I had posted it. You guys make me want to cry, and laugh and scream and write at the same time, because your review are so epic! Anyway, if I get really good reviews, I'll post the next one in 20 minutes. Really good, long reviews, at least 5 of them, that tell me what I need to improve on. I want your advice. I'm counting on you. What could make this story better? OMG! Everyone in the room just said that Percy Jackson sucks! You might have to wait for this chapter while I tear them apart…

Anyway, to my unbelievably epic reviewers:

Guest: No way! I'm like a quarter of the way through, then if you guys want, there will be sequels! OMG! I've never ever gotten a compliment like that! Thank you so much! It means the world to me that you think I'm better than Rick!

7NationArmy: I agree with everything you just said! Percy is totally a leash child! I laughed so hard when I read that, then the kids in the room I was in gave me weird looks…

Ultra Happy Peep: Yeah…That does make sense, I personally think that she'll end up with Leo… but Nico/Cal does make more sense… Anyway, Yes. I hate Lukeabeth so much it hurts.

Cemedance: I NEVER said he'd be okay. I said he'd live. There's a difference. I just had another plot twist idea…But I actually think that Percy will take the impact of the fall, and that he'll be injured. Not fatally, or extremely impactingly, but enough that Annabeth'll freak out. There is no way that that won't happen. He's too loyal.

Anyway, Thank you so much guys!

Song of the Chapter: Hurt by Christina A.

BEHOLD! A CHAPTER!

Annabeth's POV

"Percy? Percy wake up? Please wake up! Percy!" I sobbed. We were on the Pegasus now, and Percy was looking worse than ever. Blood was dripping down his chest, quickly staining his white T-shirt red. He's paler than I've ever seen him before, eyes screwed shut, features twisted into a grimace. He's curled into a ball in my lap, head resting on my shoulder. My hands are stained with Percy's blood.

Our horses' hooves touched the ground, and instantly, a small army was at my side.

We were standing on an Olympus worthy fort that I recognized as Mount Tam. I could almost feel evil magic seeping into my soul, sapping my strength and corrupting my judgment. I knew Percy felt it too, because he whimpered, tossing his head back and digging it into my shoulder.

"Luke," An emposi addressed "you have them. But the boy is… injured." My blood starts to boil.

"Injured!" I shriek, jumping off the Pegasus, peeling Percy off me, placing him onto the horse, so that I can wave my arms to express my discontent. A/N did you LOL here when she manages to be vaguely mature right here? "He just landed on his back from a three mile fall and all you can say is injured?!" I yell at them until my voice is hoarse, and I'm gesturing to the broken body of my boyfriend, and I want so badly to heal him. And…and… and now they're taking him away, carrying him roughly, jostling his injured spine. A low moan escapes from his lips.

"Percy!" I scream, running after him. But Luke catches my arms, digging his nails into my skin. I can tell he's still angry.

"No." He tells me in a low, commanding voice. "Kronos wants to see you." I gulp, and submit to the hand pulling me.

"Will Percy be alright?" I ask, and the grip on my arm tightens. I involuntarily wince, and I swear I hear the smirk in his voice as he tells me

"Maybe. It was a pretty hard fall."

That does it. I shove him against the wall, pinning him against it. "It was your fault Percy got hurt. You know what his fatal flaw is. You knew he would jump after me, didn't you? Well it's all your fault and now he might die. He could die and it would be all your fault!" I hiss, spiting the words at him as if they're venom.

He just laughs, and then when I'm not expecting it, when I'm looking at him in confusion, he tackles me. I slam into the ground, and my head's spinning from the blow. When the world comes back into focus, I can hear him speaking softly.

"Never do that again." He said, as he took my dagger from its place strapped to my arm. "It was your fault. If you loved me, he wouldn't be hurting. It's your choice, really. But he's gonna pay the price for them." The words force the breath out of me in a sharp gasp. Is it really my fault?

I don't pay attention as he drags me to wherever Kronos is. It is my fault. If I had lied, had told Luke that I loved him, Percy would be safe. Percy would be alive. But now he could die. And it would be all my fault. I would say that I loved Luke. I still loved him as a brother. No matter how many times he betrayed me. We would always have that. But the question was…Could I fool him. The answer was no. I couldn't do that. I'm a horrible liar, and Percy, the most oblivious person on the planet knows when I'm lying.

We go through a door, and the pale, golden-eyed boy that I saw kick Percy turns around from his position looking over a garden.

"Kronos." I say, and he grins, not a mirthful one, but full of sick-minded scheming. His gold eyes light up in excitement, and I know he has something awful planned for me.

"And I thought that poisoning Percy was the best thing that was going to happen today!" He exclaims joyously. I growl slightly when he mentions the poison. Another thing he might die from.

"I never thought I'd see Annabeth Chase unarmed and alone before." He says, circling me, interest lighting up his pale, chiseled features.

"The only reason you're not in Tartarus right now is Percy." I say in a stiff, unforgiving tone. This is the man who took my brother from me. Who tortured my soulmate. He doesn't deserve to live, or breathe let alone rule the world. I wish he would go die in a hole.

"Ah, Ah, Ah." He says, as if I'm a small child. "I can hear your thoughts child. And anything negative about me, well, I'm sure you think Perseus's life is expendable.

"No!" My eyes widen. "Please don't, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please." I say, trying to placate the Titan before he can hurt Percy.

"I think that you need to be taught a lesson." He muses, eyes narrowing. "Luke?" He calls, and Luke responds immediately, pulling my arms behind me, effectively killing any chance I had of escape.

HELLO MY NAME IS BOB THE LINE BREAK. MY JOB IS TO TELL YOU THAT THIS IS WHEN PERCY GETS INTO THE ROOM! THAT'S WHAT ABBY SAID TO TELL YOU. I'M GONNA HELP TYSON FIND DONUTS NOW!

A minotaur-like creature carries Percy in, and I almost have a heart attack.

Percy looks even worse. The scars from Kronos's last visit are still prominent on his skin. He doesn't look so sickly anymore, so they must have healed the poison. But he still looks much paler than he should be. Bandages are wrapped around his chest, but they're bloodstained, and they've done nothing for the ribs he's so obviously broken. His eyes are half-opened, and they lock on me the instant he comes into the room.

"L-le-le" He tries to speak, but it comes out as mumbles that I can't understand. His eyebrows furrow, concentrating, and he manages to whisper "Le-let her go, Luke."

Luke's only response is to grin.

I close my eyes. I don't want to see it. Right before I fall into the lovely abyss that is sleep, I hear Percy's voice.

"It's not your fault."

Then I hear him scream. And what kills me is that I can't help him.

Percy POV

I screamed as the furry thing threw me on to the floor. It burned like Hades, and I know what I'm talking about. I looked up to find Annabeth unconscious in Luke's arms. A grin tugged at the corners of my mouth. She wouldn't have to see it. I feel things, outing huge amounts of pressure on my chest. I can't breathe. It hurts. Why do things have to be so unfair? It hurts so bad. Please make it stop. Please.

I scream until my voice is hoarse, I call the names of everyone I know, pleading, begging for them to help me. It's so much pain I can't remember who Leo is. Is Jason my brother? All I can see is her face, so I keep calling her name, over and over, like a broken CD. Until there's more pressure and my voice is silenced.

Not too gory or torturous, right guys?

Annabeth's POV

When I wake up, I can't hear Percy. All I see are the twin grins of my enemies. All I can feel are the ropes binding my wrists, all I can smell is the copper scent of his blood. The only thing I can taste is the salt left on my lips from our last kiss.

But then I can see his body, and he's breathing, but he won't wake up. Then I hear a voice from behind me say…

"He's in a coma."

How's that for a plot twist. Remember that if I get really good reviews for this chapter, I'll post the next one in twenty minutes. I already have it ready; I just want 5 really good reviews. Thanks for reading and bob the line breaker says to review. BTW, its 12:20 my time, and I stayed up just to write this for you guys. Okay, bye!