The House of Hades

Tragedy Strikes

Percy

He struggled above the pit.

The dracence had said something about Annabeth, and Percy didn't know what, but in this prison, it couldn't be that good...

After a few more minutes of rubbing his wrists raw, he broke out his hands.

"Awesome," Percy murmured, and started untying his feet.

He grabbed on to the rope and swung rightside up. He could shimmy down and make the fall easy, if it wasn't for the giant vat of lava.

Percy sighed. Great.....

He swung back and forth and back and forth and back and forth until he could jump over the pit. The only question was, could he survive the fall?

Annabeth was in trouble. He HAD to survive the fall.

The rope swung forth again, and Percy let go of it.

He hit the ground running for the cages.

"Annabeth!" Percy shrieked, glancing inside each cage as he ran past.

"Percy?" said Bianca.

"Bianca!" He tugged on her cage doors. "What happened??"

Bianca swallowed back tears. "Silena....she was-"

"I know," Percy sighed. "I mean....after that. The alarms?"

"Oh......they took Annabeth. She said something mean to a guard and he took out a mace and....screwed her up. They took her somewhere."

Percy felt like panicking, but knew he couldn't. He had to stay calm.

"Stay here." Percy ran off.

"Like I have a choice."

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Percy found the weapons in an empty cage.

Right next to a cage full of werewolfs, or something like that.

He reached his hand in and his fingers danced along Riptide's hilt before he fully grasped it.

As soon as he pulled it out, the surronding monsters in cages all backed up with terror. Percy hated to admit it, but he liked it.....

He cut through the Celestial Bronze bars like they were butter, and grabbed the bows, quivers and Annabeths knife. One a second thought, he hung Silena's dagger at his belt. "Goodbye Silena." He whispered as he ran back to Bianca's cage.

Once again, he cut though the bars and helped Bianca out. She was bruised and bloody, proving that she had been in a few prison fights.

"Percy, where have you been?" Bianca breathed, slinging her quiver over her back.

"Hanging over a pit of lava."

"WHAT?"

"Nevermind," Percy looked around. "Where's Zoe?"

Bianca swallowed tightly, tears brimming in her eyes. "She tried to help Annabeth. The guards didn't like that-"

"Where?"

The daughter of Hades led Percy through several twisting hallways. Percy had no idea how she knew where she was going, but he suspected her "raising the dead to do things for her" powers were to help somehow.

"If you're wondering how I know this," Bianca said, as though she had been reading Percy's mind. "I ordered a skeleton to check around a few minutes before you came. The guards were busy and didn't notice. We should be almost the-"

"Bianca!" Percy put his arm in front of her to stop her from stepping on the body.

"Zoe." Bianca grasped for Percy's hand, needing support, but Percy didn't have enough to sacrifice. His reslove broke when he saw Zoe's body.

Her arm was a bloody mess, the son of Poseidon could barely tell what was an elbow and what was a hand. Her neck....well, all Percy could stand to think was they defiantly bludgeoned her on her neck. Her face was realitvely unscathed, just a scratch on her cheek.

But that made it worse.

Her eyes were open, unseeing. Those brown swirls of color that Percy had admired when they had first met were dull.

Zoe Nightshade was dead.

Bianca made a choking noise. "Percy...."

"Okay, Bianca, we need to...to..." Percys mind went blank, Zoe's bloodied image flashing through it.

"Let's keep our heads." Bianca seemed to have finally gained her normal calm, curious demainor. "We need to find Annabeth."

"OKay." Percy squeezed his eyes shut.

"Follow me. Rather, William."

"Willi-" Percy's question was interupted by a skeleton appearing.

And not just any skeleton.

A british skeleton.

He wore a suit shirt, but no jacket, and one of those big clock watches were in his shirt pocket. His pants were crisply ironed, but his left leg was missing.

"Oi Bianca, wot do you need now?"

I know nothing of English people so sorry that this is bad, I just gathered this from tumblr 

Bianca curtsied. "Percy, this is William. He died a LONG time ago. He's awesome."

"Hi William." Percy smiled.

"Ey mate."

"William, our friend Annabeth Chase is missing. Blonde hair, gray eyes, medium weight, daughter of Athena, most likely injured." Bianca said matter-of-factly.

"Got it, mate." William ran off. Bianca followed, so Percy got the feeling he should too.

As they sprinted off, Percy felt his stomach drop. He smelled blood. Way more then he should with just Zoe dead.

"Here!" William called from ahead, ducking into a doorway.

Bianca and Percy followed.

What Percy saw made him sick.

Annabeth's hands hung on iron chains from the ceiling. 

Her feet were chained down as well. Her face was covered in red, and her hair didn't look so blonde anymore.

But the worse part was....

"Annabeth!" Percy screamed when he realized it.

The only thing keeping Annabeth from falling down was the chains. Her eyes were dead and open, staring at the trio.

Bianca ran over and held her hand against Annabeth's neck, checking her pulse.

The terrified look in Bianca's eyes told it all.

Annabeth was dead.

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BEFORE YOU ALL KILL ME MY LAPTOP SCREWED UP AND I COULDN'T GET ON WATTPAD SO I AM NOT TO PLAN FOR THIS WEEK LONG GAP SERIOUSLY DON'T KILL ME

okay

now that we're all calm, as an aplogy, this ENTIRE book will be made into 65 chapter rather then 60

ARE YOU ALL SATISFIED???

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Piper

Jason????