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He arrived at The Empire State Building.. He didn't know where else to go. He walked up to the front desk, and tried to look intimidating. However, the secretary didn't let him in.

Percy got into a huge fight with him, but Percy was simply not allowed. Percy left the building in a fury.

After swearing at the gods, he decided to go to Yancy Academy. He needed some clues, anything about her.

'I can't think about anything I don't know. I can't think about what happened to her, or if I will see her soon. I can only think about what I can do now. For her.'

Percy kept trying to tell himself that, but it didn't stop his rapid heartbeat, his lump in his throat and his heart from feeling heavy.

Every now and then, he let a gargled scream escape, and the flash backs from Tartarus increased in their amount. Especially when Annabeth thought he had left her.

Percy would do anything to be in Tartarus right now, if she was there.

He arrived. He parked his car sloppily, and ran to the school. Just before he opened the front doors, he exhaled. This place brought back so many memories.

Percy willed himself not to break down. He heart was beating so fast he didn't know what would happen.

"Hi. I'm Percy Chase, and I was wondering if you could tell me where Annabeth's dorm is. I'm her brother, and she forgot her uh… well it would not be appropriate if I told you." Percy didn't know what else to say. If she was here, she would call him a Seaweed Brain.

He almost smiled, thinking he was going to see her.

Then he bit back and cry and tried to keep his cool. The secretary searched her name trying to look for information:

"Hmm… Annabeth. Here we go. Oh! Sorry, it looks like she left the school two days ago, approximately. She didn't tell anyone where she went, and nobody saw her leave."

Percy's heart was pounding. She would never do that. Never. She would tell someone, anyone. Least of all she would tell him.

"Uh, can I go check to see if she left anything in her room? Please, sir. She's my big sister." Percy poured his heart into the sentence he just spoke, so the agony was real.

"Huh. You don't look anything alike, but sure. Perry, was it?"

"Percy J-Chase, sir."

"Percy. You have about half an hour, until the students finish their snack in the cafeteria."

"Thank you, sir." Percy grabbed the slip with the room number and the room's key, and ran his way up to her room. He knew his way around here pretty well, even after about five years.

'I need to find her. She has to be alive. I need to be there with her, I need to be there for her. Where is she? **** where is she? Where did they take her? Gods, I need to find her.'

Percy couldn't control his racing mind. He opened the door with the key, and stopped.

It smelt of her lemon scented hair. It smelt of her. Annabeth.

Percy walked slowly into the room, and after a few steps, he couldn't hold it anymore.

He fell to his knees, crying. He missed her. She needed him, and he needed her.

He dragged his way over to her bed, and buried his face in her pillow. He felt worse and worse, so he decided to just get up and keep moving.

With his heart feeling like a rock, and his brain muddled with thoughts about her, he searched her room. He looked everywhere, in everything, under every place, through every single item. He saw her suitcases were still there, and then he saw the most terrible thing he had ever seen.

He saw blood. Blood, at the very back of the bathroom, leading out to the window. His heart was pounding, and he was feeling angry. With shaky hands, he traced the blood out the window and saw on the wall outside, someone had scaled it using a rope.

The rope was thrown into the garbage, which implied that there were two people in this assault. The ropes' marks on the wall were still there. He saw another trail of blood leading down the wall, and some blond curly hair stuck into it. Someone was dragging Annabeth. Annabeth was most likely unconscious, with a nasty cut in her head.

Percy's body was trembling in rage. Whoever did that to Annabeth… whoever hurt her… oh, gods. Was she still alive? Was she still hurt? Percy cleared his thoughts and grabbed the rope. Before he threw it out the window, he noticed a white thing at the very end.

He grabbed the bottom of the rope, and saw it was a folded paper. He opened it, his had shaking.

On it said: 'We have her. We will torture her. Until you come. Don't worry, we will help you find her. It will be fun! A little game I was allowed to play. When you come, we promise that she will be safe. Yes, safe without you. But you will go find her. And then you will be reunited. Don't worry, though. She will be well taken care of without you. We just want to play with her a little bit.'

It was signed, in blood: 'Kronos.'

So much for wishing for the good old days with Kronos.

Percy puked.

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