Annabeth's P.O.V
I sit in the car that we 'borrowed' from Mr Stark. Tony.
How could I let Percy- and the seven die! It was my dumb plan!
I could have done better, had someone with me to point out the flaws, someone to help me.
I should've let Percy help.
"Seaweed Brain." I mumble, tearing up.
I pull out riptide, who has decided that I was the best person to weld it.
Stupid blade. At least I have a bit of Percy with me.
But how could I have let them di-
"We're here. It's not much, but we should be able to crash here, then work it out from there. Your parents are alive, right?" Winter- Bucky asks
"Yeah, they are." I say, "At least, I think."
"I'll take first watch, you go to sleep." He says, helping me out of the car.
"Tomorrow, we find clothes." I say.
"at night."
"No, we're going to steal clothes during the day. Of course at night." I sass. I love Percy he's so.
He was so funny. And sassy.
"Okay." He says. "Have this room." He points to a small room with a bed.
"Okay. Goodnight."
"You mean good morning?"
"Sure." I shrug. I lay on the bed, which disturbs me.
It's to freaking soft!
I grab some blankets and curl up on the floor, happily playing with the air currents until the need to sleep over comes me.
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Fanfiction"How can you dream when they all die at your hands?" Annabeth's plan failed. The seven all died. Gaea feel back into slumber, but not at a huge cost. Percy, Jason, Frank, Leo, Hazel and Piper. Dead. What happens when she's thrown out of Olympus for...
