Percy POV
I'm dead. But why does it hurt so much. Annabeth. Where is she. How is she doing?
I jolt upright from my sleep and startle several fellow campers and hit my head on someone's. Hard.
"Hey, watch it you dummy" said a guy's voice.
Once my vision cleared I saw I was in the camp infirmary and who it was i headbutted.
"I'm surprised you didn't get knocked out, Grace." I said to Jason
"Very funny, how do you feel?" he asked.
"Like i was hit by a train, and it kept backing up and running me over repeatedly. How long have I been out, and where's Annabeth?" I asked.e
The campers started to mumble and shuffle awkwardly. This was angering me, I wanted to know how the fuck my girlfriend was doing.
"Where the Hades is my girlfriend? How is she doing?" I asked, the anger obvious in my voice.
"Percy, you were out for a solid week. As for Annabeth," said Will Solace as he came through the crowd, "she's right over there." He pointed to the cot right of mine. Her left side was a nasty green and her face had no color. She had a bunch of machines hooked up to her, some Hephaestus cabin made equipment even mortals don't have.
"What the fuck is wrong with her?" I demanded, I was panicking. I remember how green her shoulder was when she took a knife for me in the battle of Manhattan. This was worse, it was green, yellow, blue, purple, like a leprechaun threw up a rainbow of the not pretty colors on her. Her gash was visible, and it was swollen, and thankfully had stopped bleeding, but the color made me realize it was badly infected with some poison.
"Her wound is infected with poison. Not just any poison, drakon poison, Percy. We don't have a cure, Apollo himself said he doesn't know what to do. But...." Will faltered.
"But what?" I demanded, already on the verge of crying from anger, sadness, fear maybe?
"He said... there might be a cure in The Pit of Tartarus." Will said, barely audible.
I started to let the tears flow. Of course, the one cure on this fucking planet was in the deepest pit of hell itself. I had no clue what to think, the place I swore on the river styx to never return, is where the cure for my girlfriend to not die lay. I never wanted to find out what happened if you broke an oath on the styx, but it looks like i would find out if that's what it meant to save my girlfriend. I pulled myself together, and looked Will dead in the face,
"If Tartarus is where I have to go to save Annabeth, then I'm heading back to Tartarus." I stated bluntly.
Everyone was in shock. I knew that they were thinking I was crazy, and I'd be better off to just let Annabeth die instead of both of us, well, fuck them. I'm gonna do what I have to to save my girlfriend or die trying. I stood up, and walked out of the infirmary to go pack. I was headed out to save Annabeth as soon as I could.
As I approached my cabin Chiron (a centaur) saw me from the archery range, said something to the students, and galloped over with blinding speed.
"Percy my boy, how are you feeling? What are you doing out of the infirmary?" Chiron asked, his tail brushing back and forth like it does when he is nervous.
"I'm going to pack."
"For what?"
"A quest to Tartarus to save Annabeth."
"Surely you can't be serious Percy. You swore on the sticks to quote, 'Never return to that godsforsaken hell hole for the most evil of creatures.'" Chiron said. I hated when he quoted me.
"If that's what it takes to save my girlfriend, then that's what it takes." I said, pushing past him to my cabin.
"You know you need a prophecy right?" Chiron asked.
I was stunned. Chiron was supposed to tell me not to go back, to stay and find a better solution. Yet, here he was, saying I need a prophecy to go on a quest which would probably get my killed so hard I'd be reincarnated into an abortion.
"Okay." I simply said. We made our way to the cave of Rachel, the Oracle.
Her cave was built into the cliffs in the forest, but it was more or less the edge of the forest so you didn't have to wonder four hours to some secret cove. But it was still a walk through a nest of trees, roots, and plants. At least the trees in this area weren't thick enough to block out sunlight, which was nice. After about ten or fifteen minutes of walking, we reached the cave, and knocked on the door. And a fiery red-headed teenage girl appeared in front of us. She was in her usual white t-shirt splattered with paint, and some simple jeans.
"Hello Rachel, Percy needs a prophecy for a quest, do you think he can step inside while you two talk? I really must keep instructing archery before Clovis shoots someone's eye out sleeping. How that child falls asleep with me teaching, only Zeus knows." With that Chiron galloped off through the forest without waiting for a reply from Rachel.
"Well, come on in, Seaweed brain." Rachel said while stepping aside for me.
When people say "her cave" it's more of a penthouse built into the cliffs in the forest that her dad would've approved of. It had a massive entryway/living room, with a kitchen to the right in the back, with a bar, why? I don't know. There was a game room to the right which had a pool and foosball table, some video game stations, a large 72" 4k resolution flat screen resolution, and a hallway in the backed leading off to the left towards 8 bedrooms.
I went to sit on one of the 3 Lay-Z-Boy sectional sofas. Rachel sat on the sectional across from me.
"What's this quest and prophecy you need?" She asked.
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Percy Jackson: The Warrior of Chaos
FanfictionPercy Jackson has just turned 18 a few months earlier. He was in his senior year in high school. He and Annabeth were at gym class when his whole world turned upside down. How will he deal with the love, hate, anger, war, and a decision that will ef...
