Hey, thanks for the reviews. SHOUT OUT TO PERCABETHENDGAME! In case you guys were wondering, the gods let Percy and Annabeth go through this because it would take away their tragic ending.
Percy woke up, and remembered where he was. He was riding on Rainbow, to Sirens Bay. Percy looked up at the sky, and judged that it was about dawn. He yawned, and shook off the dream that Annabeth died.
Percy patted Rainbow, thanked her, and then after realizing that only three miles north were the Sirens, he jumped into the water and told Rainbow she could go.
It was super foggy. Percy could barely tell what was ten meters ahead of him.
Percy continued to swim, until he felt a current pulling him back. He was confused for a second before it tugged at him again.
Then Percy felt the familiarity of this situation; when Annabeth wanted to go forward, but she was pulled back into Tartarus. He almost blacked out when remembering his grief.
He didn't know what was pulling him, but this time Percy couldn't give up. He willed the waters to propel him forward, keeping in mind that he just needed to get to Annabeth. They needed to be together.
But the waters were not responding to him. Instead, they seemed to be pulling him back. He turned around only to be flung high in the air and onto the ship that was behind him. Percy once again almost lost his control over the dejavu. It was the exact same ship as Chrysaor's ship.
Only when he saw the face of gold did he realize that he was exactly right.
Chrysaor's snarl made Percy almost black out. To make matters worse, this time Annabeth was not with him. Gods, how he missed her.
"Hello, Percy Jackson. This time, it is just you and I. No nasty tricks, no silly sidekick with you. This time, I can show you how worthless you are. And how you failed to save that Anniebeth of yours."
Percy knew Chrysaor meant to make Percy feel saddened. But all it did was make Percy enraged. He talked about Annabeth with so much disrespect, that Percy was ready to beat the crap out of him.
"Hello, S*** face. Now, I can finally get to kick your ass." Percy's knew he would be much more diplomatic if Annabeth were around. And he didn't want to disappoint her. Unfortunately, he lost control and his anger only blinded him.
Chrysaor's blade came down upon Percy's with the weight of the sky. Percy almost lost his balance, but managed to contain it.
He closed his eyes, to imagine that Annabeth were with him, and when he opened them, he felt much sadder but more like the hero Annabeth loved.
Chrysaor weaved his blade around Percy and slashed his back before Percy could turn to face him. He cried in pain, and fell to his knees.
Chrysaor took this time to kick Percy's chest and send him flying backwards.
"I'll say this: I am not very surprised how you are acting. I assumed that because you would be fighting for your friend, you would manage a bit better. But I guess I was wrong. You are just a terrible swordsman as before." Percy could hear Chrysaor smirk as he said this.
Percy yelled in defiance and charged. Chrysaor laughed and dodged. He cut Percy on his shoulder. Percy gritted his teeth and managed to speak.
"Where is she? Where is Annabeth, gold boy? Come on, I am wasting time here. Can't I just go and try to find her? Please? I don't want to have to deal with you right now. *Chrysaor growled* Hey, man, can we just talk it over a cup of coffee?"
"What, so you won't have to deal with the sting of my blade? I. Want. To. See. You. Die." With that, Chrysaor shouted and raised his blade to charge.
"Hey! Hey, wait. One sec, I gotta take off my shirt, it's sticking the gash on my back. Woah! Woah, hey man, will you give me a second?" Percy held up his hand, and took off his shirt. Before he was even done, Chrysaor slashed across his chest. If Percy didn't back up, he would've been killed.
"I have no time for your silly chit chat. Fight me, brother."
"You know what? Once my girlfriend called me a coward. Cuz I run away from things. She couldn't have been more right."
With that, Percy jumped off the boat, not wanting to deal with Chrysaor if it didn't mean getting any closer to saving Annabeth.
The waters were working against him, and instead of healing his cuts, they seemed to make them worse. Of course, Percy was a strong swimmer, so he put all of his energy to getting away from that ship.
Percy knew Poseidon was also helping him. He thanked his dad, and swam for the little island he detected about a mile away.
Percy rested there, and examined his cuts. They were pretty bad. Unfortunately, Percy forgot his shirt on Chrysaor's boat. Oh, well. At least he would be seeing Annabeth soon. Percy smiled at that thought, and even managed a laugh, in spite of himself.
After cleaning up his cuts as much as he could, he realized that these cuts would not be healed as easily as other cuts. He also realized that if he were to go to the land of the Sirens, he should probably have some ear protection.
Percy looked everywhere for wax, but all he could find was mud. He wrapped some mud in a leaf and wondered if this would suffice. He gathered two pairs and make his way to the waters. He decided just to swim and not use any powers.
Soon, there was only half a mile left till he reached the Sirens. He saw a ship in the distance. Percy got the mud balls wrapped in leaf out and stuck them into his ears, praying that they would work.
Percy swam using the current to the ship. He hoisted himself up onto the rope ladder. While panting, he managed to climb up.
It was eerily silent. He saw nobody. Percy made his way through the ship, until he heard laughter and muffled screams. He prayed that Annabeth was there, but she was not the one who was yelling. He got out Riptide, his heart pounding.
A few steps away from the door from which the laughter was coming, Percy stopped in his tracks. He felt a familiar evil presence. Kronos.
Percy's heart was beating so hard that he thought it would jump out of his chest. If Kronos were here, what body did he have? He couldn't have had Luke's body…
Percy swallowed his fear and listened to the voices.
"He will think that Annabeth is here, and he will try and break through this door only to find us, where we will take his life!"
"Hehehehehehehe" Percy recognized the stupid grinning. Oreius. The first voice was probably his brother, Agrius. The twin bear brothers. This felt way too much like the old days.
"Yes. When in reality, Annabeth is tied between the rocks near the Sirens. It is only a matter of time before she breaks free and runs to the Sirens."
The next voice Percy did not recognize at the moment. He was in a trance, and immediately walked to the rail and jumped in the water.
He put back on his 'earplugs' and started for the Sirens. The noise almost came through, but Percy tried to stay underwater for the most part.
Finally, it was time. Percy was so close to the Sirens it was deadly. He glanced at them, and only saw their ugly vulture faces from underwater. He scanned the rocks, but Annabeth was not seen anywhere.
He turned around, only to hit his head on a rock. One of his ear plugs came out, and just at that time, Percy accidentally rose to the top.
The song hit him hard. He automatically turned his eyes to the Sirens, but he did not see Vultures. Instead, Percy saw Annabeth. She was smiling, and laughing, and acting so normal it was as if Tartarus never happened. Then he realized that is what happened. She was holding a small child, who had green eyes and blond hair. It was their child.
Annabeth locked her eyes with Percy, and Percy's vision tunneled. He needed her. She needed him. A second child, a girl, outstretched her arms, calling 'Daddy!' to Percy. She was beautiful. Annabeth was the most beautiful. She had no makeup, no jewelry except her Camp Half-Blood necklace and her owl earrings.
Percy didn't start to move, even with the enchanting music filling his soul. There was something wrong. Tartarus did happen and…
That's when the scene changed. Annabeth was being beat up. Oddly enough, she didn't fight back. Their little girl was being held back and the baby was also being held by a man in a black suit. Annabeth was pushed against the wall by a second man.
He started to push his body against hers, and his hands reached down to her pants.
Percy's heart sped up, and he lunged toward the vultures. He didn't care about anything else; he had to get to Annabeth. Somehow, he knew that if he got to her, he might not live, but at least she would be ok.
Percy didn't even feel the tug on his leg when he started to climb up onto the rocks and drag himself to the vultures.
He was reaching out to Annabeth, not knowing that she was in reality, right behind him, trying to stop him, screaming his name.
Hey nerds, love you guys. Thanks for reading, please review. Sorry for the cliff hanger, I was afraid the chapter was dragging on too long. NEXT CHAPTER OUT! Let me know if you want a tragic, or cliché ending.
