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Yay! We made it to ten reviews! I hope you enjoy chapter 3 and Im sorry its so short.
Percy
I looked up at the speaker. It was old Menoitios himself. Annabeth shivered beside me, and I put my arm around her.
"What do you want?" I snarled.
Menoitios came closer, cupping his gnarled hands around my face. "I would be a bit nicer, or the girl will get it."
Annabeth shrunk into the wall.
I spat in his face, and he screamed. I saw him reach for something that looked suspiciously like a knife, and unsheathed it.
Annabeth gasped. It was HER knife. He stepped forward and dug the tip into my temple.
My insides burned like fire. I couldn't breathe. I fell to the ground, clutching the side of my face.
"PERCY!" Annabeth screamed.
I heard her try to disarm the titan, but she ended up getting cut too. Menoitios cackled and threw her over to where I laid.
She groaned, and I tried to find her, but the edges of my vision were getting cloudy with darkness. I muttered, "It'll be okay, Annabeth," and fell unconscious.
I woke up to Annabeth shaking me. "Percy! Wake up!" she paused. "Please?"
I groaned and forced open my eyes. The pain in my temple had turned to a dull throb. Annabeth was looking down at me. Her face was bloody on one side. I realized, Menoitios had cut her down the side of her face.
"Annabeth…"
"Shhh. It's okay. I can't feel a thing." She assured me.
I must've given her a puzzled look because she held up a square of ambrosia. "Someone left it in here when we were unconscious." She explained.
Annabeth broke open the square and gave half to me. I ate it gingerly, and closed my eyes. "That's better."
She smiled, but before she could say anything else, someone opened the door to our cell.
"Come on!" The voice said gruffly.
I felt myself being hauled up, and dragged down the hall. I didn't dare open my eyes, because I was afraid he'd knock me out for real. He stopped in a room that smelled mysteriously like antiseptics.
"Sit down!" He ordered.
I opened my eyes, and sat down. Annabeth was wrestled into the chair sitting next to me. Handcuffs were on the chairs armrests, and cuffs for our feet at the bottom. The man sealed them together, so we were trapped.
He grabbed Annabeth's knife from his belt, and came toward me.
He cut me on my leg, and I screamed. The pain was so intense. I felt like my soul was being ripped from my body. He cut the side of my face, and Annabeth begged him to stop. She was straining against her bonds. He just grinned, and cut my arm open. Everything was tinged in red. I prayed to the gods I would pass out, but that didn't happen until he had cut me at least ten more times. Eventually the world began to fade, and the last thing I thought was "Annabeth".
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