Annabeth
After dinner had finished, we'd all quickly said goodbye to Sally and Paul, and Percy had made a point to hug Sally's pregnant stomach, we all left the apartment and climbed into the camp van Chiron had lent us. Percy and I quickly did rock papers scissors to see who would drive, and for once, I lost. I drove out of Manhattan, through Queens, and across Long Island. At about 11, we drive onto an empty parkway.
"Can't you go any faster," Percy whined. I slapped him, but sped up a little bit. With the mirror, I could see Leo building something while Calypso watched, fascinated. Will was fussing over a pouting Nico. Hazel was asleep with her head on top of a sleeping dog (Frank). Piper and Jason were talking in hushed voices, I think about Piper's dad's new movie. Percy was playing with water from a water bottle, making it move around in the air. I glanced back at the road just in time to see a giant eighteen wheeler swerve towards us. I screamed and yanked the steering wheel to the right as hard as I could, and everything went black.
(I know it's short, but the next ones should be longer)
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The Crash: (Heroes of Olympus)
FanfictionThe Seven (plus Nico, Will, Calypso) are driving to camp when suddenly disaster strikes. Set six months after the war.
