Percabeth one-shots

I Would Do Anything for Annabeth

Percy's PoV:

I was on my way to the Athena cabin. I had just arrived at camp yesterday, and I had the whole winter break at camp, with Annabeth. Gods, Annabeth was the only thing on my mind right now. We had gotten together after that underwater kiss... meaning I had finally gotten the courage to ask her out. You know how she answered me? She flew at me and kissed me so hard, that we nearly fell into the canoe lake again. I took it as a yes. So, here I am, winter break, knocking on the door of the Athena cabin, waiting for Annabeth. Instead, Malcolm opened the door. The look on his face was frantic, and scared.

"What's wrong?" I asked. I told myself to calm down, that Malcolm was only frantic because someone stole Annabeth's blueprints and she was going to kill. But I got the surprise of my life.

"Annabeth's gone."

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We had searched everywhere, all around camp, even outside camp within a 5-mile radius. Nothing. It seemed as if she had just disappeared into thin air. I was honestly going to go crazy soon. I wanted to cry my eyes out but I couldn't, not in front of the whole camp. Outside I was calm, giving orders, telling them what to do, trying to figure out what happened along with the Athena cabin. Inside I was more like:

OMG OMG OMG SHE COULD BE DEAD OMG OMG OMG I'M SUCH A BAD BOYFRIEND OMG OMG OMG I SHOULD'VE TAKEN CARE OF HER OMG OMG OMG I SWEAR I'M GOING TO KILL MYSELF IF SHE'S HURT OMG OMG OMG

Yep. That's me. Welcome to crazy-percy-land-because-annabeth-is-gone. I sighed and stopped thinking about this for a moment. What would Annabeth do? Try to figure out who took her... Someone who hates her... probably a god or a goddess... but what goddess had Annabeth angered? That was more of my thing. Then it clicked in my head. Hera.

"Hey, I think I'm going on a trip to Olympus. I think that I've got a goddess to talk to.

"Percy, you've already angered enough gods. Are you sure?" Chiron asked slowly.

"Yes." I breathed. "Anything for Annabeth."

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"600th floor, please," I told the guy at the desk.

"No such thing," he replied, lazily looking through a magazine. I slammed my palms down on his table, startling him.

"Look, my girlfriend's missing, and I've got a goddess to talk to. So I need to get to 600th floor," I growled.  The front desk guy knew me. I always came with Annabeth to Olympus to see what new temples she had created. Knowing that Hera had taken Annabeth had already angered me. But, this guy, oh this guy was pushing it.

"O-okay," he said weakly tossing me the key card. I stepped into the elevator, made sure that there was no one else, placed the key card in the slot, and pressed the 600th floor button. I leaned against the wall of the elevator, while listening to some weird music, trying to tone down my anger. It didn't work. Finally, the doors opened. I marched out of them, fuming. How dare Hera take Annabeth? What did she ever do to Hera? Ok, so Hera's pride was wounded, but so what? I growled as I marched straight into the throne room looking at the gods who were having a "council meeting." Council meeting, yeah right, all they ever did was arguing.  I cleared my throat loudly. They all turned their stares towards me. Some were sympathetic, others were angry, and some didn't even seem to care. That only fueled my anger. They didn't care that 'some demigod' was gone. They couldn't care less. Why should they get into this mess? I thought sarcastically.

"Percy, what are you doing here?" my father asked me. He looked me straight in the eyes, obviously trying to warn me not to do anything rash. I didn't care. Gods, I didn't care anymore. They could blast me, fine, because I didn't care. I would do anything for Annabeth. I fixed my glare on Hera, who looked slightly smug.

"What did you do to Annabeth?" I growled.

"Annabeth?" Athena asked, suddenly curious. "What about my daughter?"

"She," I pointed a finger at Hera. "She took Annabeth away."

Athena's attention turned to Hera. "Oh really?"

"What gives you that idea?" Hera asked smiling slightly. But it wasn't a nice smile; it was an evil smile.

That was it. That was my breaking point. The gods had played with my life too much.

"I KNOW IT'S YOU DON'T PLAY THESE GAMES WITH ME!! ALL MY LIFE YOU GUYS CONTROLLED EVERYTHING I DID!!! YOU THINK I WANTED TO GO AFTER THAT STUPID BOLT?!??!?!!!! YOU THINK I WANTED TO GO TO THE SEA MONSTERS?!?!?!!! YOU THINK I WANTED TO FREE A GODESS THAT HATES MEN?!?!?!!!!!! YOU THINK THAT I HONESTLY NEEDED TO GO INTO THE LABYRINTH?!?!?!!!!!! WHY DID I EVER SAVE YOUR BUTTS FROM KRONOS?!!!!?!?!!!!!!!! AND AFTER ALL OF THIS, YOU TAKE ANNABETH AWAY!!!!!!! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS LIFE!!! GO AHED, BLAST ME, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!!!!!!!! UNTIL I GET ANNABETH BACK, I'M NOT GOING TO RAISE A FINGER TO HELP OLYMPUS!!!!!!!!" I yelled.

All of the gods stared at me, shocked. My vision had gone half-red from anger. I didn't even realize I was forming a hurricane around myself, until I stopped shouting and heard the wind whipping around me. This one had been bigger. This hurricane was the biggest that I had ever made. Bigger than in the war. I gritted my teeth, and stormed out of the throne room. Literally. I was a storm. Everywhere on Olympus, minor gods, and nymphs, and everyone just stared at me as my vision blurred with tears. I felt myself breaking; I was breaking under the pressure of losing Annabeth. I had become nothing. My heart was a black hole.

"I won't help them." I vowed. "Because I would do anything for Annabeth.

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Ah, some cute percabeth fluff. Don't we all love that? I read a headcannon about this, so I decided to write it down. So there you go! All rights go to Rick Riordan!! Thank you, thank you...

Peace out

§ Melanie §