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Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or The Hunger Games, just my own characters and the plot in which I threw the poor defenseless characters into. I also don't own Snow Patrol's You're All I Have song sadly. Yes, I did slightly modify the name to adapt to my chappie. You can already tell that by that name that this chapter will not end well.

Also, there's a small reference to my one shot, Ignorance Is Bliss. So the first part with Katniss and Pollux is a bit weird if you haven't read it. No worries though, they just know each other from an earlier encounter that's not in this fic. The one shot is a spin-off of this story. It contains a small documentary about Katniss and her adventures in Camp Halfblood while Percy is who knows where (If you know what I mean;)) And the other one is about Silena and Beckendorf just before he went off with Katniss and Percy to blow up the damn Princess Andromeda.

Ok, I'll shut up now.

You're All I Had

•Katniss's POV•

I didn't know how boring it would be being locked up in the Artemis Cabin. Thalia is gone, so I'm alone. She left me her iPod again. As well as her laundry list. I threw myself onto my bed. I want to leave, now. I would go outside, but everyone sees me as a whore. And that brings my happiness down. My thoughts dismissed themselves as soon as I heard a soft knock against the door. I opened it expecting Percy, but then again, I am known to be a dreamer.

"Hello, Pollux," I mumble. His curly blonde hair was a mess. I had met him last time I was here and Percy ran off to make out with Annabeth.

"Hello, Katniss." He looked astray. "People said you were in town, so I dropped by to say hello." His violet eyes looked anywhere but at me.

"What do you want?" I looked at the floorboards. Say it, I thought repeatedly, say it.

"Can I come in? I need to ask you something." I went back a few steps to let him pass.

"Take a seat," I called pointing toward the small table. "Do you want anythi—?" He interrupted me.

"How could you take Percy away from Annabeth?" He had such a tight grip on the chair that I was afraid he would break it. Either way, I didn't know how to respond. I didn't want to argue. I stared ahead blankly; I had thought he, out of all people, wouldn't fall into that rumor.

"You believed that nonsense?" I ask calmly. He sighed.

"Nonsense?" He looked at me incredulously. "When I met you, I didn't think you were that type of person." He shook his head.

"Pollux, get out." I pointed to the door. I was trying to control my anger. "Get out. You don't know me."

He inched closer to me and the door. "Why don't you just say the rumors are false then, huh?"

"No one would believe me." I threw the door open in anger. "You can't barge that subject into my face after I've been locked in here all these days. Did you think I was hiding?" I growled at him. "Well, yes, I was hiding; from people like you."

"Katniss—"

"Don't Katniss me. I don't need your sympathy. Get out, Pollux. I don't need you to make me feel worse for something I didn't do."

"Then why doesn't Percy object it?" I stood still. I feel like a cold knife just went through me. Cold, because I never expected it.

"He doesn't?" My teeth grit together and I head out the door. The sunlight burns into my skin because of my days of living like a hermit. Then again, it feels amazing.

I scan around and storm off to where my senses point. Soon enough, I find Percy talking to Silena as she cried her eyes out. They sat on a little bench beneath a row of cypress trees. But I stopped myself; I can't yell at him now. I start walking back slowly before he spotted me.

"Kat?" he calls out to me. I curse. I ignore him. Yet somehow, that makes him come after me. He grabs me by the shoulder. "You okay?" I flame again, and rip his arm off my shoulder.

"Thanks for defending me against the rumors."

"You're not going to start that now, are you?" He shakes his head as of this was some joke. "They're trying to break you. Calm down." I can't.

"We didn't do anything wrong."

"I know." He looks around. "So why are we going to try and prove them wrong? It doesn't matter. Annabeth knows we didn't do anything. She jumped to a conclusion." His eyes look at me. I calm down just looking at them.

"Fine." He grabs my arms and drags me back to Silena.

"Silena, this is Katniss, my trusty right winged man . . . And best friend." I wave an awkward hello. "Katniss, this is Silena, head counselor of the Aphrodite cabin." She smiles, but resumes crying. "There, um, there." Percy said awkwardly. He nudged me over.

Chiron's clasping trots could be heard a short distance. Soon, the half human stood next to us. "There's something in that mail for you Silena, why don't you come with me?" he called sadly. I didn't know why everyone was being sad. Did something happen? Percy didn't say anything until Silena and Chiron were out of view, and inside the Big House.

"Beckendorf was her boyfriend." He looked down.

My heart skips a beat. He feels guilty. I feel guilty. "I'm . . ." I didn't even know where to start. "Gods, I'm sorry, Percy." He looks up at me and beams.

"It's not your fault. You brought me back to reality. We would have died." I bit my lip. "Besides I did that to you with Yoli. I guess we're even." I scoffed and sat down dramatically.

"Yeah, that's going to bring them back." I looked up at the row of trees in which we were using to take refuge from the heat. "Now what?" I ask spontaneously.

"What?"

"Well," I begin, as I bring my knees up to my chest and hug them. "We killed a shipload of monsters. Nothing's happening." He shifted uncomfortably.

"I wish I knew what we had to do now." He looked up at the sky. "Wanna go visit Rachel?" He called. My stomach twisted. I already heard about what happened to her. I don't think I can face her.

But I'm so fond of her I cannot object. "Sure." He jumps up and we walk up to the Big House.

On our way, campers stare and whisper. Then a familiar yell. "Percy!" I flinch as I recall it as Clarisse's voice. We turn around and the girl towered over us. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She looks at me. There is no mercy in her tone.

"Clarisse." Percy speaks up bluntly. "We're going to go visit Rachel. I'd appreciate if we could just end this conversation. I'd really like to get going." She fumes. She pushes him down. Campers swarm around us like vultures.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" they yell. Percy gets punched. I refuse to move.

"So why are we going to try and prove them wrong?"

Sadly, I don't roll that way. "Get back." I threaten. My commanding voice overpowers Clarisse.

She snorts. "Think you can take me, Kitty Kat?" I grit my teeth.

"Go away, and you don't get hurt." I take two dangerous steps toward her. "I mean it." My eyes stare her down. "I don't see why we have to put up with your rumors. Annabeth is being the dumbass that she is. She has no evidence. You guys hold nothing but the air against us." Clarisse's eyes turned ferocious. She charged. I was ready, but then Percy stood between us.

"First off," He looked at me with an annoyed expression. "Annabeth is not a dumbass. She's just being unreasonable right now." I look away. She's a dumbass, nothing's changing that. "Second of all," he says as he looks up at Clarisse, which actually looks like he's staring her down. "If Annabeth was that upset over something that even she knows didn't happen, she'd be confronting me. Instead I have all her minions coming after me and Kat. So go tell her to stick her head in a boiling pot of water for a few seconds and maybe that might bring her back to her senses." He storms off into the Big House—flushing?

I sigh. "Just ignore him. He's a boy in love." I look at Clarisse. "While you're at it," My muscles hardened and I felt I was going to evaporate for even saying this. "Percy is good guy. Annabeth better claim him back before some other dumb girl claims him. He's dumb as it is, he needs his wise girl." I stormed off after Percy, also flushing. I cannot believe I just defended them, but it was the least I could have done.

It was the least anyone could have done.

•Percy's POV•

I stare off into the empty road. Chiron was hesitant when he handed me the keys to Rachel's Ferrari. Silena held a box of chocolate in her arms and was crying all over again. But she still said goodbye.Now all that's left is me and Katniss. She refuses to talk though. Her silence speaks more for me than anyone's. Strangely, I know (Like know, know; if you catch my drift) that she feels guilty, and also feels weak. You know, that type of weak like when your pride goes down . . . like when your girlfriend breaks up with you. I run my hand over my forehead. By the gods, why me?

We arrived at the Institution before I could even continue on that thought. I haven't been here for a while, like I've said, since Rachel beat the crap out of me. I did the usual Sunday routine I had done for the past months. Get in, take a number and wait until they prepare the resident for visitors. The sound of eighties music was the only sound that went in and out of my brain while we waited.

"How is she?" Katniss asks from the other row of chairs across from me. The sudden social remark startled me.

"She's . . . okay." I shrugged. She's bad. She's incurable. She's better off dead, she said so herself. My eyes stung. Rachel. My poor Rachel.

Katniss looked over at me. "Percy?" She took my hand. "If you wanna leave—" I took my hand out from her reach. She stood quiet in her chair. I felt bad for doing that afterwards. It's bad enough that any physical touch from her gives me goose bumps.

"Rachel Elizabeth Dare?" The nurse called. I stood up groggily. Katniss walked over to her without a thought and her gaze blank like a sheet of paper.

We went up the elevator. I wish there was music but there wasn't anything. The elevator only held mirrors making my own reflection stab me. Katniss continued looking ahead blankly as if she had no reflection. Her lips were curved down to a tight frown, forehead was wrinkled in annoyance, and her hair was in a tight braid. I swear, that thing is like a hazardous potential weapon. One swing can bring down any guy to a bloody nose. I smile, for the first time.

Ding.

We walk on and eventually we reach the door. The nurse opens it and we see a Rachel watching TV. She was watching some food network show. Her body looked more disheveled than last time. The nurse told us to just knock when we wanted to leave. She closed the door with a sharp click, and stood outside.

"Rachel?" Katniss called over to her. She ignored us. I also noticed her hands were clamped together. But I'm pretty sure that's not gonna hold Rachel or the Oracle. Katniss went up to her and gently touched her hair. Rachel flinched.

My old friend got up abruptly and looked at us as if we were strangers. "Who are you?" Her eyes fixed on me and she smiled as her eyes shifted form. "Percy?" She looked over to Katniss. "Kat?" Her composure changed again and she began breaking down on the couch. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She swept over to me and touched my face.

Then for the oddest reason, she kissed me. A very, very small peck though. I pushed her away. She smiled. "You and Annabeth aren't going out anymore." She giggled creepily. She went over to her nightstand and began writing in a little book while humming either a techno version of My Little Pony or the Mattress Firm song. It always made me depressed when she'd go crazy like this. I'll also be honest with you, this isn't the first time she tries to plant one on me, this time is the first time she's actually succeeded in doing so. So therefore her kiss didn't faze me—at all. . .I promise.

She strung up and dropped the notebook. She fell to her knees and clutched her forehead. "Rachel!" Katniss ran over to her side, and Rachel didn't shake her off.

When she looked up, she looked normal. Her pupils weren't dilated anymore and she was . . . well, normal. "You need to get out." Rachel said suddenly with an alarmed expression. She got up with Katniss's help and faced the window completely. "I don't know how long I'll have my free will, but," she paused looking at us. "You need to get back at the camp, now. Annabeth she's—" Rachel doubled over in pain. "She's—!" She started groaning. "Dying!" She made little circles with her body, almost like a sort of spasm.

"Percy." Katniss throws me a syringe. "We're taking her back to the camp." Her tone was full of new hope that I didn't want to break it down. "I'm taking the Ferrari outside the window. You'll jump out with Rachel and we speed off. Got it?" She stormed toward the door. "You've got five minutes." The door slammed.

"Percy . . ." Rachel mumbled. "Take me away, please." I help her up and get a grip on her shoulders. "I can be the Oracle." She coughed. "I can be the one." I'm not sure she was even talking about being the Oracle anymore. I gently sit her down; and ran to take the steel bars off the window . . .

All I remember is staring down the steel bars thinking ,"how the hell am I taking these down in less than three minutes?", when Rachel rammed into the window—eyes glowing purple—and tore the things down as if they were made of paper. Thank gods she was still chained, and thankfully I devised some sort of chain leash for her exactly when the sexy Ferrari appeared below us. The door knob rustled furiously. One look at Rachel and I knew I wasn't going to be the first one to jump. She had launched herself out and I prayed to Zeus to not zap me into tiny particles. I sadly, think I broke something when I landed on the hood, and I know it broke my heart more when I saw what the chains did to the goddamn amazing paint job. The Styx had fixed whatever broken bones I had gotten, but not my heart.

Katniss drove like some mad woman. She had her eyes set on the road while I "calmed" hyperactive Rachel down with the syringe Kat gave me (If you know what I mean). And I have to admit, Katniss is pretty beast on avoiding to get hit by cars on the opposite lane.

Note to Self: Only, and only, let Katniss drive when we're escaping from the scene of the crime.

I jump into the passenger seat. "Nice driving." Katniss stares ahead. She smiles when I had begun to lose hope in her emotion span.

"Thanks."

I don't know how long it took to get to camp, but all that way was silent. I want to say I was staring at the country side or some BS like that, but I wasn't. I was creepily observing Katniss as she drove. She was a natural; Eyes on road, and complete concentration. It also didn't help that Rachel's warnings about the camp shook me pretty well. Considering all the "prophecies" Rachel has ever told really haven't come true.

That is, until I saw smoke rising from the distance. Of course, I spoke too soon. "Shoot." Katniss stepped on it until we were going as far as the Ferrari could even go. I jumped out of the car before it stopped completely. Campers were up in armor and killing monsters that invaded the outskirts of the camp. I may have been dreaming but I could swear that I actually saw the invisible force field and it was about to be destroyed.

"Percy." Katniss caught up to me. She scanned the area. "I may not always have a plan, but I know we have to stop Hecate." I looked at her. Hecate? She pointed to the top of the hill where poofs and puffs of colors shot into the sky.

My paradise was being destroyed. Paradise was lost. Even if there was still hope or not.

•Katniss's POV•

I threw rocks at the telkhines assisting Hecate trying to break down the barrier.

"Hey! Ugly!" They all turn which makes me smile. "Come get me!" The stubby monsters charged at me, but I was ready. I should really stop hanging around Percy. His cheesy battle remarks are rubbing off me.

I took a deep breath and channeled my fuel to the outside. Next thing I know, I create a whip out of pure fire. The telkhines didn't even have a chance to flee. Percy and I charged at Hecate, but it was too late. The force field went down. The monsters screeched their war calls and poured inside the camp. Percy couldn't even move.

"Annabeth . . ." Is all he could say before he fell to his knees. "I'm so stupid! We knew they were coming. We knew it." I balled my fists with fury.

"Then we'll have to stop it." I grabbed his arm and dragged him into the camp.

We went into the bloody madness. It made my heart sink when I saw so many campers dying in their own blood. The Apollo archers were firing and that seemed to do something, but not much. The Aphrodite cabin was easy to spot, they all wore pink armor. Ares kids were killing anything in their path, and the Demeter cabin turned monsters into plant life. Everyone did their part, it was . . . beautiful.

I scanned the place for Annabeth though. She's the one we need to find. I blink a few times and quick image spun into my head at the same time it spun out.

"PEETA!"

We have to find her. I slapped Percy a few times. "Percy!"

"What . . .?"

"We're going to find Annabeth." My voice rose over the madness. "We will find her." He didn't look convinced but at least he could walk now.

The Zeus cabin was up in flames. I was waiting for Percy to dose it off, but he can't even accept the current surroundings. With a wink from my eye, the fire roared away from the cabin, and transferred into me. All around me, monsters burned into ashes as I beat them with my fiery whip. We headed into the Athena cabin, but it was empty; except for the corner. Hecate was in there . . . as was Melinoe.

I aimed and fired at Melinoe. She fizzes in electricity for a while.

"You have some nerve to be doing—" She pivoted only to meet our eyes. "Oh, it's just you two. You're out of luck. She's not here; we don't know where she is." I sighed in relief. I never felt more relieved in my life, but of course, my reliefs never lasts.

"Katniss, Percy!" Annabeth charged into the cabin with her dagger out, ready to attack. Percy's pupils grew. Hecate laughed.

"You." She pointed at Annabeth. Percy and I got in front of her for protection, but I knew we wouldn't hold. I turned back and got a grip on Annabeth's wrist. We ran. I ran for her life.

"What are we doing?" she yelled at me over the chaos. She tried to escape my grasp. "You ditched Percy!" I shook my head.

"They don't care about him, they want you." Annabeth shook her head.

"I don't care—"

"No one does." We went up near the cypress trees. She panted and coughed up blood. "Percy doesn't care if he gets left behind. All he wants is you to be safe." She flushed and turned away.

"Katniss, I'm sorry about all the rumors." She poured her eyes out. "I'm so sorry." I look at her. "I always got tired of Percy hanging around you that I thought . . ." I put my hand on her shoulder.

"I would have thought the same thing." I smiled and I didn't have any trouble doing so. "He loves you so much, that for you, he'd do it all." I scoffed. "He could care less to what happened to me, he said so himself to Beckendorf." She looked ahead with a faint smile.

"So if you don't love him, who do you love?" I cast my head down toward the grass.

"Peeta." I closed my eyes and pictured him again. "He was my everything."

She gaped. "Was? Is he . . .?" I nodded.

"You always jump to conclusions, don't you?" I looked at her. Her blonde hair covered her face. I looked away. "It's sad to say that you're right."

"I'm so sorry." I froze.

"Percy jumped over a ledge trying to save him," What Percy did next was brave. He threw himself over as well without hesitation. "But he was already gone . . ." I am not seeing Peeta's blood gush out before me. I am not looking into his eyes while they plead for my help. "Five stabs, five times. He was long gone." The knife went in him. Twice? Thrice? Who knows, but it was like instant replay.

I stared out into the madness. "But I'll see him again one day." I looked over to Annabeth. She looked down.

"I didn't know . . ." I squeezed her shoulder.

"It's fine." I smiled.

"Having a bonding moment, I see." Melinoe's laughter was wickeder than any with we'd ever encounter. I stood in front of Annabeth.

"Get back," I warned. Paggos Fotia evolved. The arrow crackled with raw energy. Unlike the fire, I could feel tiny electric spasms in my hands from the arrows.

"You're so cute." She giggled. "Your lover dies, and now you try to protect Percy's lover." I bit my lip. "I bet his blood seethed through your hands . . . all his insides coming out." I felt frozen. She evolved into something—someone.

"Peeta?" I panted. She laughed.

"Oh, Katniss, you amuse me so." An unknown force pushed me back against the cypress trees, which gashed me. Blood trickled down my cheek.

Annabeth takes out the dagger. "You better get back!" Melinoe resumes laughing. Then Percy comes in.

"Oh Melinoe . . ." He chuckled. "I'd advise you to heed her advice." His eyes twinkled with fire. It made an amazing combination considering he had ocean green eyes. Erebus appeared from a black smoke cloud. His dark features made me shiver, but it also reminded me of Yoli.

A masked figure came from the smoke. His body structure looked somewhat familiar. His voice was robotic though, as if morphed. "Erebus, Melinoe." The figure pointed to me and Percy. They slithered toward us. I shot the arrows and Melinoe yelled.

"Annabeth! Run!" I yell. She looked at me, and for once, didn't argue. I ran after her, and Percy after me.

We headed into the woods. I could hear the gods not far. And I'm sure they'll catch up, it's like running from a cloud. But, we'll try. I jumped onto a tree with ease and held my hand out for Annabeth, then Percy. Me and Annabeth managed to skid from tree to tree with ease and elegance, Percy—not so much. But we stopped. There were no more trees. Only a rocky cliff in which waves clashed against the edge and the rigid rocks below. The same invisible force knocked us all down from the tree.

"Get back!'" Melinoe giggled as she imitated me. "You all are soooo funny." The masked figure comes up.

"Hold the Mockingjay down." It points at me, "As well as Neptune's child." Erebus engulfed around me and held me tight around my neck. Melinoe held Percy and licked his neck. It sickened me.

The masked figure took out a five headed knife like the one . . .

"Let her go!" Percy squirmed in his grasp from Melinoe. The masked figure held Annabeth by the neck.

I squirm in Erebus's clutch. "Why are you working for her?" I tell Erebus quietly. "Nyx feels betrayed by you. Yes, you're gods but, you two were the parents of the world. Why give in to this low life?" Erebus strengthened his grip on me. "Even . . . even Nyx said she only stayed for you . . . She loves you . . . Erebus." He gripped on tighter until I felt I had no air left. "Please . . ." My remaining air wasted, on this. I look back from my distorted vision and over hear the same words I once heard not too long ago.

"—to victory." I know what's to come next. The knife goes in. Five times. Her eyes go white. Blood seething through her clothes, hitting all the deadly points. Heart, stomach, lungs, veins, throat, and I know the soul is somewhere in there. "A—Annabeth . . ." My teeth clenched. I could hardly breathe. Tears rushed down my face. I couldn't save her. I had failed.

Then, Erebus let me go. He looked aside, pretending as if he didn't just let me go. I panted in relief, but just a little. "ANNABETH!" Percy yelled to get free. Melinoe laughed. Percy couldn't even fight her clutches anymore.

I charged at the figure, arrow pointing. "I can't believe you!" My vocabulary didn't supply me now, but I didn't care. "Do you have any idea, what you did to me? To him?" I pointed at Percy. "You have no soul, you can't love. Just go die." My yelling continued. I didn't want to face Percy. I would burst into round two of tears.

The masked figure looked away. "Seize her, Erebus." But Erebus was long gone.

My entire body turned on. I felt like a god myself. I could do anything.

•Percy's POV•

"Hold the Mockingjay down." The creepy mask dude pointed at Kat, "As well as Neptune's child." I am not Neptune's, just saying. I would have spoken out at this discrimination if it wasn't for Melinoe trying to give me a hickie.

My humor went down, though, when I saw that knife. Mask guy took out the five headed knife that was so familiar to us. The air was knocked out from me as soon as I saw it. Something has to happen and Annabeth will live, I know it. My life isn't a tragedy, that's Katniss's. Annabeth won't die, she will not die . . . right?

My heart told me otherwise and I hated it. "Let her go!" I yelled. I tried to free myself from Melinoe's grasp, maybe I could be that miracle.

"This—is what we've been looking for!" The masked man's voice is so cold hearted. "You are the key, beautiful," His robotic voice couldn't hide the mock in his tone. "To victory." I felt a huge pang of jealousy; that's my girl he's calling beautiful. But my feelings of manliness quitted on me, as soon as the knife dove into her.

Blood splashed my face. Her blood dripped down my cheeks. The knife kept going in and out, in and out. Annabeth! Her blonde hair was all falling into masses of gray. And her eyes turned white.

A slow flashback went through my mind. Her childhood. Her father and her going to the library, to tell her stories of the French Revolution or the Civil War. Finding out her father was marrying some woman. Monsters attacking her home, arguing with her parents, more attacks. Fleeing one stormy night, with her dad's hammer. She attacked Luke and Thalia when they found her, and Luke armed her with the dagger she died with this day. Growing up in the camp was her dream come true, it was her home. Her love for Luke spurted every time she saw him, making me flinch at the sight of him. Then, I come along.

I feel her happiness because I might just be the answer to her prayers. I am her quest. We went to hell and back together, literally. We travelled through the Bermuda Triangle, and saved Grover. I saw her as she was imprisoned, forced to carry the sky. I saw Rachel and her jealousy fired in me. She hated Rachel. The Labyrinth wasn't the best experience ever. Then, she was kidnapped. Worst months ever being locked up in a damp prison. Hecate appeared, she chanted as Melinoe and Erebus held Annabeth down on a type of hospital table. They took blood out of her with a syringe and transferred it into a wine glass, making the masked dude drink every drop—almost vomiting. They took blood out of him the same way and made the five headed knife bathe in it until the blood became almost a black color. They injected that black blood into Annabeth.

From that point, the memories were static, like in a TV. I saw myself having fun with Katniss, laughing, smiling, being me. The mot vivid colorful moments were when I asked her out and our runaways to make out. Then like a TV, it shut off with a click.

"ANNABETH!" I yell. I couldn't even struggle against Melinoe's clutches.

"I can't believe you!" Katniss yelled. She aimed a fizzling arrow at the mask guy. "Do you have any idea, what you did to me? To him?" Her finger points to me. "You have no soul, you can't love. Just go die."

The masked figure looked away. "Seize her, Erebus."

I don't know what happened next, but Katniss threw herself onto the masked figure. "I'm tearing that mask right off your face!" My eyes falter. For the first time since I was little, tears go down my face. Suddenly, I see no point in life. Suddenly everything means nothing. In a blink of an eye the world becomes ashes. My world shuts off. I don't even know who I am. "Annabeth . . ." I fall to my knees.

The masked figure groans. His mask is torn and I see familiar violet eyes. He throws Annabeth over the edge. Katniss gets her corpse's hand and tries to pull her up, but the masked figure kicks Katniss down over the edge. I can't seem to move anymore.

The masked figure turns to me and Melinoe yanks me back up to my feet. He takes out a cyan knife. Make it swift, was the only thought that streamed through my mind, make it swift. However, the blade only made it a few millimeters away from my mortal point—sadly.

"Don't dare to even touch him!" Chiron's voice rose. "Hecate, the gods will curse you 'till the ends of this planet." He yells. "And you," he points to the masked figure and Melinoe. "I swear on the River Styx you will be sorry for this." I've never heard Chiron swear so much in my life. The other two fade and Chiron looks at me. "Oh Perseus . . ." He trots toward me and helps me up.

There is a darkness deep in you, a frightening magic I cling to. So just give me something to hold onto because it's so clear now that you are all that I had.

•Katniss's POV•

I didn't intend to throw myself over, but I got kicked over just when I grasped her hand. I didn't know what was worse: dying from a series of injuries that will be made once I hit the rocks, or drowning. I can feel Annabeth's cool blood filter in through my clothes.

"Percy?" Annabeth mumbled. I felt bad not making Percy the last person she can talk to.

"It's me." I scoffed. "Probably not the person you want to see." She managed a smile.

"If we didn't meet in such a tight situation . . . we could've been either the best of friends . . . or the worst of enemies." Her gray eyes were slowly dying.

"I think you are an amazing person, Annabeth." She coughed up blood in my face, but I didn't mind. I didn't even care. "You are everything any man would want." She flushed, and it was a deep flush considering she's losing blood.

"You're sweet." She closed her eyes, as if flushing made her remaining blood stir. "I know you and Percy will end up together . . ." She grunted. I could already feel the water. "But at least, it's you. I wouldn't want it any other way. Just don't tell that dumbass I said that." I smiled. Tears went down my face. I hugged her.

"It's not like that, though . . ." I said, but there was no response. Only silence. Followed by a clashing wave hitting me against the cliff.

A welcome arrow through the heart, under your skin feels like home. Electric shocks on aching bones.

Gods, I bawled making this chapter. My beta, MaxWaylandGray, bawled too. And we hate Annabeth's guts in the series. Anyway, sorry if I made your tissue supply decrease a bit. My sincerest apologies. Tell me what you think though, was Peeta's death more of an impact, or Annabeth's? Id love to know :] Thanks again to all my readers! Ch. 28 is being revised by mah beta ;) And 29 is ALMOST done. We remeet a character in the next chapter btw! So stay tuned! :D