What Did You Do?
He fought. He fought like a whirlwind inside a tornado. He had pushed her behind him as he let loose, doing things Annabeth had never seen him do. Monsters gurgled on their own blood, others exploded, some imploded, Riptide ripped through monsters as if they were dust bunnies.
"Percy!" she yelled. She had seen him this way before, but she was able to stop him. Now? Now she wasn't so sure.
"Percy..., please!" she yelled again, but he couldn't hear her now. She was terrified. He was about to go down a path there was no coming back from.
"Percy!" she sobbed, as she saw the monsters, even the harmless ones that were hobbling near by, were caught in his storm. she started crying. She wasn't one to cry, but she loved Percy and he was destroying himself. By the time he stopped, there was not a monster in sight.
"Oh gods," Annabeth whispered, staring at the stillness. He turned to look at her and she took a step back. He had a wild look in his eyes, a glint like he was on a sugar high. He cracked a smile.
"What did you do?"
"I protected you," he said, starting to look confused.
"No, you weren't. You were killing for fun, Percy. Half of those monsters weren't even against it. They weren't even fighting!" His smile faded.
"But..."
"You're scaring me, Percy," she said. His eyes filled with sadness and he put his sword away, looking worried she'd bolt.
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to keep you safe." He approached her cautiously and embraced her. Annabeth let him, thinking that it would maybe save him from the road he was going down now.
"Just don't do it again," she whispered. "Don't do it again."