A Life Of Love | Percabeth AU ✔

Chapter 27 ⚫Find her⚫

(TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF ABUSE AND OTHER NASTY STUFF, IF YOU KNOW ANYONE WHO'S GOING THROUGH THIS, DON'T BE AFRAID TO SPEAK UP)

Percy's POV:

Hazel rubbed soothing circles into my back, as I sat on a loveseat with my head in my hands. The door clicked open and Reyna strode into the living room, an almost exact older looking girl behind her.

"Everyone, meet Hylla Avila Ramirez Arellano, my elder sister." She gestured to the girl standing behind her, with atleast 20 guns strapped to her belt, and a knife secured to her thigh. I definitely did NOT want to cross her. She looked like she could come up with creative ways of killing me.

"Hello everyone, I just wanted to tell you to not worry, I have every Amazon, which is my own security group, in the field looking for Annabeth Chase. In the meantime, I came to ask Miss. Calypso if she recalled anything from her stay with the kidnappers."

Calypso shook her head "I- I don't remember anything. Bare glimpes of trucks, and guns and- and-" She glanced at me and Leo and took a deep breath and said "They did bad stuff to me while waiting for the ransom money. They bruised me, bloodied me, did...things to me. I often resisted and they'd give me another shot of the drug. Finally, at one point, I guess I just went into a coma due to overdose. I wish I could tell you more, but all I remember is...a...cliff?" Hylla nodded and walked back out the door.

Everyone was speechless. Calypso looked close to tears. Leo put a comforting hand around her waist and hauled her up "Come on sunshine, you should rest a bit." They walked upstairs.

I growled and pulled my hair. "I COULDN'T PROTECT CALYPSO, AND NOW I CANT PROTECT ANNABETH" I swept the papers off the table in a rage and stomped up to my room, slamming the door behind me. I sat down on the floor and shuddered, leaning against the bed. I could hear Leo and Calypso laughing in the music room, banging drums and strumming guitars, trying to lighten the mood.

I wasn't one to usually lose my temper but I hate it when I cant help others. Once, I jumped in front of a car which was being driven by a drunk, weird dude, to save Grover, who was too busy playing his reed pipes.

Several incidents like this had happened, and finally, mom took me to a specialist in New York, Chiron Brunner, because she had an idea what my fatal flaw might be.

Everybody has fatal flaws, and they should know it by a young age, so they can start trying to improve it. Apparently Chiron confirmed mom's suspicions, and that my fatal flaw was Loyalty. Even Annabeth told me hers, which was Hubris, or excessive pride.

The thought of Annabeth made my face sag and my heart hurt. I wanted her back.

Back with me.

Annabeth's POV:

I lifted my head and groaned. Every muscle in my body hurt. This was my third dose. When I'd first woken up, I'd knocked out 4 of Ares's men and tried to make a break for it. But, outside the parked truck, alteast 10 guards stood, and I felt another needle insert in my neck.

I looked around to see the familiar inside of the truck, with guns lining the wall, a dresser full of syringes and chemicals, and a guard slumped up against the wall. He was my punching bag. He was a very good listener too.

Suddenly the door swung open to reveal a boy my age, about 18-19, with dirty blonde hair and crazed green eyes. He smirked at me "The ransom request has been sent. Till then, you and I shall have some fun, shall we?"

He headed towards me and I hesitated. Then I grabbed a gun, stood up and before he could even react, slammed it into the side of his head. He dropped to the ground, groaning and holding his head. I shot him in the gut for good measure, moaning to cover the sound.

Then, I carefully hid his body behind a barrel full of gunpowder, just in time for the door to swing open again, to reveal Boy #5, whom I had shot in the leg, limp over to me and grab my arm. "Come on, I've been ordered to take you outside, where we can keep an eye on you better."

He led me outside and I held up a hand to block the afternoon sunlight. I blinked the spots out of my eyes and then looked around. We were at a deserted cliff overlooking the sea, I looked around and saw that we were over the Hudson River, the polluted water churning below us.

I looked over my shoulder to see atleast 20 guards standing, guns and rifles in hand. Trying to knock them out would be suicide. I couldn't run away, even though I was a fast runner, there was a driver in the truck, and she'd easily catch up to me. I was cornered.

I looked at the ocean and tried to sort out of thoughts and make a strategy. But it was true, there was nothing I could do, except...

I internally shook my head, that was a death sentence. But it was better than whatever these goons were planning to do to me, and by the way that they eyed me, I could say that it wasn't good.

I took a deep breath and decided what I was going to do.

I remembered everyone I loved, Helen, Dad, Bobby, Matthew, Piper, Jason, Thalia, Hazel, Leo, Frank, Luke, Reyna, the whole group. Then I remembered Percy. My Percy. I remembered a quote that I had recited to him from a book I was reading; 'I have been made to protect you, only in death will I be kept from this oath.'

I'd like to make an alteration.

"I have been made to protect you." I whispered to the wind, hoping it carried my message to him across the busy streets of New York, to his home that had become mine too. "And even in death I will find a way."

I took one last look at the sunlight, the clear blue sky, the flowers blooming in patches of grass. "I love you." I sniffled. I didn't know if he could hear me, but if I died, I wanted those to be my last words.

Then I jumped.

A/N Cliff jumping...why does that remind me of something?

DONT KILL ME!

And to everyone who was wondering, this isnt the main conflict of the book. There are many more chapters, and twists and turns to come for Percy and Annabeth. Plus, there have to be sequels because I guess you all want Percabeth to prevail (Foreshadowing at it's finest), so stay with this story till the end, and further!

Unclerickdabest, out.