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Chapter 6

Annabeth

The first thing Annabeth did when she woke up was scream.

"Hey!" Percy yelled. "You just scared me to death!"

Annabeth sat up. Then she realized she could sit up. They were on solid ground.

But…how?

"Percy…did we make it through the light?" she looked over at him.

He was carving in the ground with the tip of Riptide. He muttered, "No, thanks to you. You called for me, and I swear that was all I needed. I saw all the monsters and I didn't know exactly what to do at first. But then I saw you crash into the wall, and I tried my best to get to you, which I did. We were close to the wall, and I saw that there were ledges above us. Then I looked down and saw that a small section of the light circle was dark, and I realized that there was a ledge above us. So, I cut your leg free of Arachne's silk and I fought her off as we fell. And then, we hit the ledge, she continued to fall, and I was knocked unconscious. I woke up sometime ago. Then you just scared me to death by waking up and screaming."

"Sorry, last time I was conscious we were in danger and I guess that was my reflex," she sighed and crawled over to him.

He was scratching a picture into the dirt.

"What is it?" Annabeth asked.

"It's supposed to be a map. See, the 'x' is us, and the arrows are our options," Percy rubbed above his eyebrow and continued to etch another arrow into the dirt.

"What's that one?" she asked, pointing to an arrow the made them cross Tartarus.

"There's a ledge across from us that's below our current one. I'm thinking that maybe it's like a step ladder. If we can propel ourselves far enough, we could make it across until we're right up against the creatures below and see if there's an opening to go down. The Doors of Death are down there, so there has to be a way." Percy looked over at Annabeth.

There were lots of dirt streaks all over his forehead. His shirt was ripped and his hair was disheveled and it looked like it was slightly colored…

Annabeth reached a hand up and touched the back of his head. She touched something sticky and wet and drew her hand back.

Her hand was covered in black liquid, and she knew instantly that it was blood.

"Percy, you're bleeding," she said. "We need to do something about it."

He shook his head. "I'll be fine."

"No, you won't be. Do you have anything I could use? Nectar? Ambrosia? A needle and thread?"

"I don't think I need stitches, Annabeth. It's not that serious. I guess if you tried to stop the bleeding, then it would scab over and heal. But, with what?" he suggested.

Annabeth took Riptide out of Percy's hand and cut her left sleeve off.

"Annabeth, what are you doing?" Percy asked, panicked. He moved over to her and there noses were almost touching.

She shushed him and folded the small piece of cloth in half in her palm. She slowly pressed her hand against the back of his head and applied pressure.

He winced slightly and she shushed him again. She stared into his sea green eyes and smiled.

"Why are you smiling?" he asked quietly. "It feels like the end of the world to me."

"It's only the end of the world if I'm not with you, Seaweed Brain. We'll make it through this together." She leaned in and she kissed him.

He put his hand on top of her hand that rested on the back of his head and then pulled away.

"You're hand is sticky with blood, Annabeth. Let me handle this," he said.

"And let yourself bleed out, Seaweed Brain?" she said. "I don't think so. Are you trying to bring me to the end of the world?"

He smiled. "Not in this lifetime."

He kissed her this time, and then when he pulled away he said, "You know, I think you're right. We'll get through this."

"I'm glad you think so," she smiled. "Now, let's see some more of your plans."

"Glad to share with you," he replied, and pointed to another arrow.

They talked for a little while about plans and probability of positive outcomes.

"I honestly don't think doing a swan dive into Tartarus will do anything except cause us both to be eaten by monsters." Annabeth sighed.

"Okay then," Percy said, and scratched, "Swan Dive into Tartarus" off the list they'd made to correspond with the lines he'd already drawn.

"I keep going back to that ladder thing," Percy said, scratching his head.

"But how are we going to push ourselves across?" she asked him.

He thought for a second, but then he said, "Maybe we don't have to."

He crawled over to the edge and looked down.

He looked back at Annabeth and smiled. "There's a ledge below us, just like I thought! We can jump down on this one to the next one below instead of across!"

"As long as we don't get sucked down by Tartarus again, I'll do it," Annabeth agreed as she crawled up next to him.

"Okay, all you have to do," Percy said as he looked over at her, "is hang from the ledge, then swing yourself into the wall and slide down the wall until you hit the next ledge. Can you do that?"

She looked at him and very seriously, she said, "Seaweed Brain, the worry here has never been if I can do something."

Percy laughed, and then he disappeared over the edge of the ledge.

Annabeth crawled over and hung on, breathing a little harder, and looked down.

Percy was sitting on the ledge below. He suddenly stood up and held his arms out to her.

She took a slow breath, then swung her legs forward and let go.

She hit the wall with her legs first. It felt like Tartarus was dragging her down, until she it the ledge below on her feet, hit her head on the wall again, fell to her knees and collapsed as Percy ran up beside her and asked, "Annabeth?"

She blinked, saw the Percy's face was being surrounded by blackness, and lost consciousness.

Okay, so you're probably wondering, "What? Why did she change to Percy and Annabeth when she was in the middle of a fight on the ship?" and then you would throw a table and shout, "I WANT ANSWERS!"

Well, I got a death-threat review from a guy named Simply Cool and he told me he would kill me if I didn't post this chapter as Percabeth.

I HOPE YOU'RE SATISFIED WITH MY WORK, SIMPLY COOL!

THANKS FOR READING And I'm not quite sure why I'm still shouting...