WISE GIRL!:

Shaking. I was shaking from head to toe and so were they. Their eyes were wide with terror as a huge monster loomed over them. The monster was nothing more than a shadow passing over them but it's presence was cold and cruel as they huddled there, hiding.

"Char-" Selena began but her brother slapped his hand over her mouth.

"Sh." He told her, nodding to the grey figure.

Slowly the figure disappeared and two huge doors appeared.

They were black trimmed with grey.

"Charles..?" She mumbled, staring up at the tall doors.

"The Doors of Death." He said, backing away. He took his sister's hand and ran with her but were consumed by the grey figure passing over them.

The scene changed with a flash:

They children stood in a dark room painted all black and deep, blood red. A dark figure stood near the back wall but the children didn't notice. The man watched as the little girl whimpered. He smiled evilly and raised his dark cloak. It's very existence brought a cold wind into the room and the children turned to see a ghostly face. He was grimmer than anything you ever imagined. The grim reaper had nothing on him.... he was him. That was the grim reaper, standing so close to these children I felt so strongly for. I tried to cry out in warning for them to hide but I couldn't speak or move.

"Hellooo my children." The reeper called to them.

Charles moved in front of Selena and drew his sword.

"Go ahead! Try to fight me! I am death itself, I defy my own law. I will kill you easily." He hissed at Charles.

"So be it! Let my little sister go and I won't fight."

"I will kill you AND your sister." The man hissed with a dark chuckle.

"No. I'll kill you!" Charles yelled and ran at him.

"FOOL!"

***

I woke with a start and saw Percy's sweet face inches from mine. He was sleeping peacefully and I felt my heart fall inot my stomach.

THOSE ARE MY CHILDREN...

Percy and I's children. Sweet little Selena with the stormy grey eyes and brave Charles with Percy's... everything. That brave little boy was my son.

My son would be fighting death.

MY CHILDREN WERE THE ONES OF THE PROPHECY.

Oh my gods.

***

I didn't go back to sleep that night (how could I?) so I lay in Percy's arms trying to forget.

This can't be true.

They waited ages before Percy came along. It couldn't be such a fast turn around.

This wasn't happening.

I..

Percy and I were only in the tenth grade.

We haven't so much as THOUGHT about marriage.

Much less children.

We couldn't be having children...

I guess maybe later.....

It's really something when you find out you'll end up with the guy your with...

not to mention the part where our children are fighting death.

"Annabeth?" He asked me, shaking me out of my gaze.

I looked at him, feeling my heart stop. How could I face him after this? How can I act normal? It's not like I can tell him.. I'll have to talk to Rachel when I get back to camp.

"What's wrong?" He asked me.

"Nothing." I responded, faking a smile. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. His hands played in my hair and I leaned my forehead against his.

"Oh, Annabeth." He mumbled, touching my face.

"I love you Percy." I told him, feeling... sad. Lost. Depressed.. Something.

He kissed my forehead and I smiled weakly. "Forever." He mumbled lovingly.

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