The Fall of Percy Jackson

Forbidden Love and Revelations

Percy's PoV:

I knew I was in a dream the second I felt something amiss. I was not in my bed, nor was I even underground. I felt like I was floating over a certain familiar valley, but it was nighttime and I could only see dim lights. Camp Half-Blood, I thought. It felt like there was a pulse of energy coming from the beach, and I decided to focus on it. Even though I was in a dream, Tartarus said that I should be able to use my powers just like normal. I was just in a subconscious state; my brain was still active, he said, so I could still focus my will power to do simple tasks.

I looked down at my body, except it wasn't there. I was basically invisible; a wisp in the night. I decided to focus on the energy being emitted nearby the beach. I willed my ethereal body to disperse into shadows, and the next thing I knew, I was lurking in the shadows by the shore of the Long Island Sound. The sound of each wave crashing on the sand was soothing, and it was like music to my ears. It had been five years since I had been in the water. Since I had seen Annabeth, I thought, a feeling of pain washing over me. It had been over five years since I had seen the love of my life. I quickly pushed the thought from my head. My masters would not allow me to think like that. But I couldn't help it. I guess love trumped the emotions of fear, and I guess my loyalty to Annabeth was as strong as the loyalty towards my masters, despite how they said my loyalty shouldn't be a problem anymore.

The sight of the ocean had distracted me so much that I forgot my purpose of coming down here. I looked down again. Still invisible. I was looking for a source of the energy when I heard the sound of crying. I listened intently and heard short sobs and gasps for air. I looked down the shoreline and saw a familiar blonde girl, with beautiful and mysterious gray eyes. Her head was in her hands and she was crying like I had never seen her before. She was talking to herself as well.

"Why, Percy, why?" she asked, looking up at the sky, almost as if she wanted it to answer back. I frowned. Despite the warnings from Erebus and Tartarus, it was just too much to see Annabeth like this. The air suddenly smelt like salt-water, although I think only noticed it. We were at the beach after all. I drifted towards her.

"What did you get yourself into? Oh Percy... I should have been there for you," she whispered out between sobs. I felt pity for her, and something I hadn't felt for a while. Longing. At that point I was right behind her, but she still couldn't see me.

"This is all my fault," she cried softly. At that point I had had it. She was not putting this upon herself.

"No, it's not," I murmured aloud, thinking no one else would hear. I was invisible, after all. And this was a dream. My actual body was in the pit of Tartarus. Annabeth, however, immediately turned around with a dagger drawn. She looked around, her eyes squinting, trying to find a source of the sound.

"Who's there," she said. "Show yourself!" Annabeth backed away from where I was, although still oblivious to what made the noise. I had the feeling I should return to Tartarus, but I couldn't let this opportunity pass. I had to speak my mind to her, regardless of what my masters would think.

"Annabeth, it's me," I said again. This time she looked right where I was. Her eyes looked slightly fearful, but then widened when she realized who the voice belonged to. She gasped and blinked a couple of times, to make sure she wasn't imagining this.

"Percy?" she asked. She looked like she had just seen a ghost... well, she was looking at one right now.

"Yes, Wise Girl, its me," I said. Her face broke into a half-glare and half-grin, until she gasped suddenly. She was looking down at my body, and that's when I realized my body was now composed of shadows and darkness, like there was a layer of tenebrous blackness covering my body.