Percy tried to reach for Riptide but couldn't reach it. He sighed in anger and looked over to Annabeth. She limp in the beast's claws. They were in the air. HIGH in the air. Almost suddenly Annabeth woke and started to thrash around. She looked around with wide eyes. Percy held his finger to his lips when Annabeth's gaze fell onto him. She nodded and slowly began to reach for her ivory sword that was at her side. Percy tried yet again to reach for his. Annabeth now held her's. Percy finally got his hand in his pocket. He grabbed the pen and brought it out of his pocket with a sigh of relief. He uncapped it and it turned to Riptide. Annabeth mouthed, "Onn the count of 3" She held one finger then two then... three.
They both sliced at the beast leg. It screeched and dropped him and Annabeth. Percy dropped Riptide, knowing it will be back in his pocket in like 2 minutes. He fell through the air with Annabeth by him. Flashbacks from falling into tartarus flashed into his head. Percy just froze in panic. He heard Annabeth faintly yelling his name. He saw Tartarus himself staring at him. Percy blinked at saw nothing. "Percy!" His head turned to Annabeth. Maybe there is some water he could control to soften thier fall. "There's water!" He made it rise and catch them. The water pulled them into a large lake. Annabeth quickly swam to the surphace. But Percy stayed under puzzled why he saw that...
{Sorry not much time and also I starting to get a disease... WRITERS BLOCK!}