Circe's Revenge

by AlexCraigWrites

When Circe finally escapes from Blackbeard and his pirates, she exacts revenge on the two people who destroyed everything for her: Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase. But how far will she go? Does she go too far? Rated K because it's like your average PJO book-pure, just canon ships, and a bit of violence. Book 1 of a sequel. COMPLETED.

16. We Never Get a Break, Do We?

Welcome, faithful readers, to my last chapter in Circe's Revenge!

The chapter is excessively short, so there's most obviously a sequel.

Can I just say: Poor Percy. Poor, poor, Percy.

Please enjoy!

—Alex

(Percy's POV)

I woke up with a start, the phantom pain disappearing as suddenly as I had woken up.

I didn't wake up because of dreams. No, they'd been quiet. Way too quiet. As in, I might've actually slept a decent sleep if I hadn't woken up every hour, on the dot.

I looked at the clock on my bedstand. It read two AM, meaning this was the fifth time I'd woken up like this.

I sat for a moment. There! There was the sensation I'd felt every hour since I fell asleep. Something felt off, or different in some way.

A sudden pain racked my body. Pressure was building, in my chest, my stomach, my arms, my legs. I curled up into a ball until the pain passed. When the pain vanished as soon as it came, I figured enough was enough.

I slid out of bed. Woah. The world spun. The clothes Irida lent me felt baggier than before, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember if they were baggy before. I struggled to make it to the cabin next door. I slumped against the frame and knocked weakly.

"Will?" I called out, and almost fell back. My voice sounded too high to be mine, even in my feminine state. My sleepy self just categorized it as just me not being used to my new voice. "Are you in there, Will?" My voice sounded raspy. "It's me, Percy."

The door opened to reveal a groggy-looking Will. The door I'd been leaning on had flown forward, and me with it.

I collapsed on Will's feet. My vision was swimming, but I could see Will's face dancing in and out, no longer looking groggy.

"Percy!" Will yelped in alarm. He bent down next to me, putting a hand on my arm, and winced. "Percy, what happened?" My vision started to darken. Will was shaking me. "No, Percy! Don't pass out!"

I heard footsteps thumping down the hall. Malcolm and Irida, I thought vaguely. I heard muffled, jumbled, but alarmed voices, and I felt hands picking me up off the ground. Then the world went black.

And that's it! My story is finished!

Get ready for part two...

See ya in my next story!

Alex over and out.