Colors [Percabeth]

We All Go Down// Chapter 26

Read the warnings before starting the chapter. If you don't, I'll know and throw you into Tartarus.

*WARNING I: This chapter is ugly violent. If you want to skip the battle scenes, look for the *. It is safe to proceed reading after you see **. Sorry, kiddos. As much as I didn't want to write the scenes, the whole plot of this story is quite dark so I felt I'd have to suck it up if I wanted this story to go anywhere.

Warning II: This chapter isn't read through for mistakes. If there is one, kindly point it out and I'll fix it. Mistakes include spelling, grammar, or medical mistake.

Last but not least, enjoy this chapter, for I worked hard on it and I just want it to contribute to the story, answer all your questions, and wrap it up. Comment and tell me what you thought about it. Okay, proceed.*

Annabeth

I let out a small groan as I shimmied my way into the air vent. My body shivered anxiously as it attempted to contain the energy bubbled up inside. Tonight was it. It was either win or lose. This was going to end tonight and I was determined to go down with one hell of a fight. I was curled into a ball as I waited for the signal. Hopefully, the AC was turned off so my job could get done a lot quicker. 

Dropping into a hallway, I quickly match up where I've landed with the diagram Leo had shown us earlier. If he was correct, Percy was being held in the room up ahead.

I didn't have time to take in the scenery long before a sudden arm wrapped itself around my throat. "Hey there, plenty blondie," a male voice whispered in my ear. I gritted my teeth and squirmed in his grasp, which only made his hold tighter. While he had one hand gripping my throat and the other clutching my hands together. I give a silent thanks in my head to whoever made him so dumb for leaving himself without a weapon drawn. He obviously thought I wasn't capable of putting up a fight- not a victorious one anyway. "Are you lost?" He asked mockingly.

Something about the tone of his voice made me want to bash his teeth in.

*He didn't have a weapon drawn. If there was another advantage, I didn't have time to look for it. I bit the filthy arm that was pressing my back against his front. He let go of my hands to swat me in the back of the head.

"Knock it off!" He yelled.

Go to hell, I thought to myself as my teeth were imprinting into his skin. Ripping his arm away from my mouth, blood sprayed in my mouth from the chunk of skin I had just torn off. The man's screams rang in my ear while I spat away the detached organ. His hand unwrapped my throat as if it were a snake that decided it was no longer hungry. I took in the air I had been missing and watched the red liquid oozing out of my mouth. Some of it dripped onto the floor, but most of it tainted my hand as I wiped it away.

The man stared at his bloody arm in a wide expression of horror. "You bitch!" He yelled. My hand quickly drew the gun that had been snuggly fitted at my side. His wound was in the nasty shape of teeth marks. Clots of blood bubbled up to the surface before dripping down his arm. My eyes narrowed. "Where's Luke?" I demanded.

He smirked deviously well for someone who had a good chunk of their arm laying on the floor in front of him. His lips stayed pressed together. I didn't have time to pry answers out of anybody when I could go check myself. "Fine." I shrugged and pulled the trigger.**

As the man fell to the floor in a heap, an alarm started blaring. "Thank goodness for Leo," I grumbled and pushed blonde strands of hair out of the way. Earlier, Leo told me that the alarm of the building would go off when it meant that everyone had gotten through the main entrance. 'You just worry about rescuing Percy,' he told me with a grim expression on his face. 'The rest of us will throw them off at the front. While you go through the air vents, Piper will head in from the back. Hopefully, you two will meet in the middle.'