Okay. I know this has been a little slow in updating (Okay, it was way too slowQQ) I'M SORRY LITTLE WONDERS FANS! I hope that this can stop you from storming down my house with torches and pitchforks... and ogres... and minotaurs... and maticores... and drakons... and... and... the gods themselves. I know it's a lot shorter than the others, but it's what I was able to come up with while waiting to get picked up from school and in pain.
Anyway, I hope you all like this.
Right Here Waiting
He was lost and he was alone.
Somewhere, out there, was the girl that seemed to haunt Percy's dreams each night. Annabeth. Ask him anything about her and all he would be able to tell you was her name and that he was somehow connected to her. Just the thought of her kept him up at night, but not in a bad way. One thing Percy was sure about was that he would kill himself if it meant protecting her… he would dive into the depths of Tartarus if it meant saving her.
In fact there was a whole part of him that was missing and this Annabeth person was the key to finding out who he once was. This camp, Camp Jupiter, was good, but it was just too strict. Everyone here needed to learn to loosen up a little bit, especially that teddy bear murderer who seems to be glued to that statue of the king of the gods (one day he will avenge the death of his panda pillow pet).
Being in Camp Jupiter was almost draining the fun right out of him, if he still had any fun left after what that wolf drilled into him. No. That's not right. Of course he still has fun inside of him. He's Percy Jackson. He's the son of… someone. And someone fun at that too. Maybe that Annabeth person would be able to remind him of who he is and what his life was missing. Before he knew it, Percy had fallen asleep.
She was in his dreams again. This time she was in a grey cabin and she was crying. There was another girl with her, one with brown hair. But he didn't know who this girl was or what Annabeth was crying over. It was a shock to him, her crying, and he wanted to find out exactly what was wrong because something was telling him that Annabeth rarely cried and when she did, whatever she was crying about was really bad. Either that or something as bad as the world ending was going to be a result of her crying. In any case, the tears were interrupted slightly by a blond haired boy entering the cabin and the dream was ended.
Percy woke with a shock. Somewhere deep down he had a feeling that Annabeth was crying over him. Somehow he recognised the cabin as being a part of his true home. It was the Athen… Athe... Ath… Ath… the name was gone and so too was the memory.
The only thing that was left was Annabeth.
He was back where he had started. In frustration he screamed out and succeeded in waking up a few members of the Fifth Cohort. Others merely turned in their sleep. Those that were woken up grumbled at the disturbance for a few seconds, a minute at max. All except one.
" Percy? Is everything okay?" Frank called, having been woken up himself.
" Yeah." Percy lied.
He could only thank the gods that it was still night-time and therefore still dark. The truth was, however, and it was evident in the way that he had spoken, everything was not alright. Frank gave a half asleep and half mumbled answer before his bunk creaked slightly as he got comfortable once more. That was another thing about Camp Jupiter, the crowds. Percy was almost certain that back at home he was never crowded to this extent. With a sigh, Percy turned onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, his mind empty save for three small yet extremely heavy thoughts.
He was lost and he was alone.
But one thing he did know was that he would spend forever, if he had to, waiting for Annabeth… the one person that would help him remember.
Well? Are you guys still mad at me? Please don't be. The next one I'm planning is a HazelxNico brother/sister one-shot. While you wait for that (and hopefully not too long) I would love to know what you think of this chapter.