Imperfect Perfection

Chapter Seventeen: The Nightmare

Andy's P.O.V.

I look around to see i'm in the middle of a flower field. The moon is high in the sky, making the sight even better. I start to reach down to touch a flower, but I can't move.

My body suddenly turns around and I'm faced by four people. Immediately I recognize Dan, Percy, and the other girl they went on the quest with, them all holding their weapons towards the fourth person.

Their skin is tan like, almost native american. Black hair falls over their shoulders, so I assume it's a girl. I see two sword sheaths, then I notice the two twin swords in her hands, pointing towards the others. The swords look beautiful, silver hilt with golden swords. Through her hands I can see an engraving of a wolf running on the hilt.

Her black tank top hangs loose around her body, not showing all of her shape. Her purple shorts fit perfectly, and has Converse shoes matching the black tank. It's weird, since that's the type of outfit I would wear.

I try to move forward, to do something, but I still can't move. I try to speak to no avail. It's like I'm paralyzed.

"Let her go, Jessica!" Percy yells in a strong, manly, and scary tone. He sounds like one of those huge guys with really low voices.

"That's not my name anymore, Jackson!" She hisses at him. By the way they are, I can tell they know each other. They obviously aren't friends, but I get the feeling they once were. "My name is Ragnarok! And no, I won't let her go."

"What did she do?" Dan says in his calming tone, the same voice he used when ever I got really mad at something. It would always calm me down, and I can see Jessica's shoulders release the tension in them.

Just as quickly as she relaxed, her guard goes right back up. "She is the reason I am this way. The reason why i'm not accepted anywhere. It's Her Fault!"

While they continue talking, my body starts moving towards a hole in the ground. It appears to be like a grave. My body stops right at the edge, so I'm looking in. Laying down, unconscious, at the bottom of the grave is Annabeth.

She has dirt all over her, obviously, but she still looks bad without that. She has blood trickling down her face, along with bruises all along her arms and legs. I wish I could do something to help, but I still can't move.

Behind me I hear the sound of swords clashing, along with growls. Hell hounds.

Annabeth starts to move, groaning while doing so. I try to call out to her, but it only comes out as a whisper. "Annabeth!"

She moves around, apparently having not heard me. She raises her hands to wipe her face, causing the blood to smear. Dirt starts falling off of her, as she rolls onto her side.

I start to move again, but only to the other side of the grave. Now, I can see the fight, and Annie. Although, the fight is over. Jessica lies on the ground, apparently knocked out, with Percy breathing hard above her with his sword hanging by his side.

Dan and the other girl stand near by, catching their breath. None of them seem to be injured. Percy turns around to face them. "You guys okay?" They both nod.

Then, a weak voice comes from the grave. "Percy?" I look down and see Annabeth still laying on her side. Percy's head snaps over towards her, along with Dan's. Both of them run over here, while the other girl is already right here.

They all look down, and there smiles grow. "Annie!" She weakly smiles. "Dan? Thalia?" Dan and the other girl nod. "We're here."

"Are you okay?" Percy says down to her. She nods, then starts to stand up. "Yeah, I think so." They start to work on pulling her up, as I see movement out of the corner of my eye.