I reached a big wooden door at the end and nearly ran into it as I was sprinting so fast. I was panting and tugged on the handle as hard as I could, determined to find Annabeth. It opened and I ran down the steps leading down. Suddenly I tripped and tumbled down the rest of the way.
It was eight o'clock on a Friday night. How did I know?
I have a watch.
Just then, my cell door opened and the guards stepped through.
"I guess its time for you to kill me now, isn't it?" I cringed.
"After master speaks with you." The leader said. "Get up."
I tried to, but suddenly my vision was filled with what seemed like an empathy link Iris Message. It was Percy, and he was laying at the bottom of the stairs that lead into this dungeon. I felt a burst of happiness but it quickly disappeared when I realized they were only using me as bait. I was their plan B. If I refused their orders, they knew that Percy would come to find me anyway and that's when they would strike.
"Percy, wake up!" I hissed.
His eyes fluttered open and he sat up. His face was grazed and bleeding, as was the rest of his body. "Annabeth?"
"It's me." I felt a tear roll down my cheek. "What happened to you?"
" He stammered. "I fought giant scorpions to find you."
"Fine! I tripped down the stairs."
"Oh, my gods! Are you okay?" I asked worriedly, wanting to rush forward, but it was like I was glued to the floor.
"I'm fine," His face changed into that cute worried look. "You aren't really here, are you?"
My face fell. "No."
"I'll see you soon," He stood up. "I'm going to find you."
I started to sob. "You cant."
"What!? Why?" He looked like he was about to cry. "Are you
"No, not yet. But I will be soon." I wiped my eyes. "They are going to kill me after I speak with Asclepius."
"Listen, Percy. I don't know how I'm even talking to you, or even how long I have to do so. But I need to tell you something really important." I explained about how they wanted me to murder him, and that Asclepius was the one who stole the gods' symbols and my time at the dungeon, and how they were going to kill me. He was officially crying now.
"You're an idiot, Annabeth!" He collapsed on his knees. "You should've brought me here, then you could live!"
"Percy, please." I wept. "Just go. They're going to kill you when they see you!"
He stood up, his face more determined and stronger than I had ever seen before, minus the tears and blood. "I don't care. I'm going to find you, even if it's the last thing I do."
He ran forward to the dungeon and I woke up lying on the floor of the courtyard with Asclepius staring down at me.
"Ah, look who's finally awake." He grinned evilly and kicked the side of my face. I grunted and tried to sit up, but had handcuffs chained to the wall on my wrists and rope tied on my feet.
"You piece of crud born from Tartarus, let me go!" I growled.
He raised his eyebrows. "Somebody's feisty." He paced around in front of me. "I'll let you off the hook though you're going to die anyway if you don't bring Percy here."
I needed to distract him. "Why do you need him anyway?"
"That Poseidon's brat? Because I had a vision. A vision that he will ruin my plans and destroy my throne."
"What exactly are you're plans?"
"To raise the giants and all the Titans, even Gaia herself!"
"Good luck with that."
He planted another kick, but this time in my stomach, which winded me. I grimaced and he spoke again, "Over time, which I have now I am alive again and practically immortal, my plans with take place."
"The gods will find you and never allow it!"
"Yes, but remember the rule? The gods aren't allowed to attack unless the opponent strikes first."
I was speechless, when suddenly the doors burst open with Percy standing in the doorway. "Leave my girlfriend alone!"