Author's Note
Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, school hasn't been the most friendly. but anyway, here is the next chapter! Hope you like it!
As Percy and Annabeth began the long trek up to the Big House, Annabeth tried to find something to talk about. When all idea's failed, she just gave up, and looked at the ground, lost in thought. Percy was just scuffing the ground with his shoes, kicking up the gravel. It's clear he wanted to be anywhere but there.
As they were nearing the Big House, Annabeth's vision started to go a little funny. The world started to sway, and facture slightly, like everything jumbled together. The clouds rushed into the clear, blue sky, making the wind howl and whip Annabeth's hair around her face. She was just thinking that this wasn't normal, and it didn't just happen, especially at Camp Half-Blood, when it happened. The Earth made a laugh, a deep, guttural sleepy laugh, and Percy was knocked down, unconscious, with his limbs splayed in the most awkward way. Annabeth watched with horror, with her eyes stinging from the wind as the ground began to suck Percy into it, like quicksand only must slower.
Adelaline kicked into Annabeth and she frantically pulled Percy up by the arms, anything to get away from the ground. She was so close, so close when Annabeth felt herself start to loose consciousness. She slid to her knees, so tired and drained, thinking only that this must be a dream and it would soon be over.
Just as her eyes were starting to drift shut, Annabeth thought she imagined the wind creating soft tendrils which curled around Percy, cushioning his head, pulling him from the unstable ground. That can't have happened thought Annabeth Zeus hates sea children. That was her last thought before she slipped into peaceful oblivion.
Sorry it's so short! My creative juices just aren't into it today… But more to come! R&R, cause it helps me be motivated! ;)