Hey guys! Here's chapter 8! I know it's really short, so if I get 5 reviews OR favs OR follows, I'll upload chapter nine tonight! Thank you bugzy2887 for your kind review and thank you to everyone who has followed this story.
Percy felt sick. He had to lean onto the building to his right for support. Panic was like a rapidly growing bomb inside of him, threatening to go off any second. What if something fatal had happened to Annabeth? He couldn't imagine it. He started shaking, knowing he was about to lose it. Clarrise put her hand on his shoulder. "Percy. Focus. We need to think about this." She paced up and down while Rachel examined the blood. "It definitely Annabeth's." she said quietly. Silence. Finally Percy was able to speak. "Can you even lose that much blood and..."
"Yes. I'm positive she still alive. Well, 90% sure." Rachel said. "And she's still in Manhattan." Percy gritted his teeth. Helpful. He turned to Grover. "There must be security cameras or something around here. We need to find them." Grover nodded. "What are we waiting for?"