Prisoner | A Percy Jackson Collab [ON HOLD]

=1= I FEEL LIKE I JUST RAN THROUGH TARTARUS AND BACK

[A/N: Hey tikachi here! This is a collab between me and Kittys_Stories and it's going to be AWESOME so keep on reading! XD]

Life after the second Giant War was great. The Romans and Greeks made peace with each other, more young demigods arrived, and they're weren't any monsters attacks.

You think the camps would be happy, but no. They were nervous. They thought the reason there were no monster attacks was because the monsters were planning something- something big.

They were right.

Well, sort of...

But aside from that, everything was fine.

Until it happened...

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The seven (minus poor Leo, and plus Nico) were sitting in the sand on Camp Half-Blood's beach, watching the sun set.

Jason had his arm around Piper, who was leaning on his shoulder, Hazel was laying on Frank's lap, Percy and Annabeth were cuddling, and Nico was staring at the sunset, reminding him of Will, who was too busy helping a camper with a broken ankle to come.

Yep. Life was good.

Piper yawned, reminding everyone of how late it was.
The couples (and Nico) stood up from the beach, kissed their partner (except for Nico, of course), and walked off.

As they all fell asleep, they had this feeling that something wasn't right. Unfortunately, they shook it off and entered the realm of Morpheus.

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The next morning was normal. Everyone was at the pavilion, eating breakfast, sitting at their cabin's table.

Everyone but the son of Poseidon.

Annabeth didn't think much of it. 'He probably just slept in.' She thought, going back to her powdered sugar French toast.

10 minutes later, Percy finally arrived, looking like he just woke up (and he did). His hair was sticking up in random places, his orange Camp Half-Blood shirt was inside out, and his shoes weren't on his feet all the way.

He walked to the Poseidon table, occasionally stumbling, due to the fact that his eyes were half closed. When he got there, he sat down and immediately laid his head down on the table, falling asleep.

Annabeth sighed and walked over to her boyfriend.

She tapped him on the shoulder. "You know you could've just slept in more in your cabin. I'm sure the harpies would give one of the saviors of Olympus a break."

Percy shook his head and mumbled something incoherent into the table.

Annabeth laughed. "Are you talking to the table or me?"

Percy mumbled something again and groaned.

"Did you stay up last night?" She asked, earning a shake of the head from Percy.

"Okay, then why are you tired?"

Percy finally sat up and faced Annabeth, who could now see how tired he was in his eyes. "'Feel... drained. Like I ran... Tartarus and... back." He said, frequently pausing.

"Do you want me to help you back to your cabin?" Annabeth asked.

"No. Fine... here." He said, putting his head down on the table again.

"Are you sure?" Annabeth asked.

He didn't respond, probably because he fell asleep again.

"Don't make me give you a new nickname after your tiredness." Annabeth muttered to him, walking away.

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By: Kittys_Stories