The Winds Against the Ocean (Percabeth)(Jiper)

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Piper was dragged out of the cell. "Annabeth!!" She screamed as her blonde haired friend struggled against the pirate who was holding her back.

She punched, slapped, scratched, pinched, anything. Then the pirates decided to tie her up and then drag her. Maybe they weren't complete morons.

Since her arms were tied, she used her legs. Then they decided to tie those up also and carry her.

They jumped off green eyes' ship- what was his name? Peter? Percy? She didn't know, she didn't care. She just wanted to escape.

They landed on a second boat that was right next to his. They threw her against the mast, not too gently. She grunted as she landed on the wood. They took extra precautions and tied her to the freaking mast.

"Hey! I told you to take her over, not tie her to the mast!" She looked up and watched through her hair covering her face as the blonde haired boy jumped down from the helm. He had forced her to tell him her name but he never mentioned his. Wasn't his name Justin? Jason?

She narrowed her eyes as he knelt down. His crew untied her from the mast but kept the ones around her wrists and ankles.

"You okay?" She wasn't sure if he was genuinely worried or not. She didn't care. Or did she?

She glared at the railing, away from his gaze. "I'll only be okay once you free me and my friend."

He smiled. "Sure. Maybe in a decade, I will."

He was handsome though. Intense, ice blue eyes that showed years of fighting and experience even though he was only about sixteen. Blonde hair that flew against the wind. He had a sharp jawline and high cheekbones, a lean and muscular figure. There was a scar on his lip that made him ten times more good-looking.

Any girl would die for his attention, she was sure. And he had this aura to him. This unspoken leadership that made him stand out from the crowd.

"Jason," A girl said. She was tanned with brown eyes and brown hair that was braided down he back. She also had a sense of leadership in her. The way she stood tall and proud. She was pretty. Piper couldn't help but envy her. This girl had this strength that Piper had always wanted since she was a little girl.

He turned. "Reyna," he greeted.

"Should we keep on loading more of Terralend's goods?" She said. Her eyes flickered between Piper and him. Was that jealousy?

Jason nodded. "As much as we can."

Reyna walked away and he turned back to her. "Your girlfriend?" Piper said. She didn't even realize she'd said it until he smirked.

"Jealous?"

She glared at him. "Yeah, I'm jealous of the freedom she gets. She's not the one tied up. She can roam around and do anything she wants." She was bitter. Very bitter.

"If we get you out, do you promise on the River Styx that you will not escape."

She looked at him. "I'll try my best not to."

He shrugged. "You won't be able to anyway."

"Why?"

"We're locking you in the cell." He waved his hand and two guys dragged her to the lower decks and locked her up, minus the bonds.

A boy, buff and tall was standing there, watching guard.

She truly did not want to do this, but she had to. "You feel bad for a poor girl that was locked up and you want to set her free," she said, charmspeaking her words. "You will walk up and unlock the door."