When Percy Falls Ill (a percabeth fanfiction)

Just after Gaea was defeated

Golden ichor dripped down from Gaea's heart, making a tick tick sound. Percy Jackson removed his ichor-filled sword from her stomach. Leo's fire died down and he collapsed in fatigue. Gaea muttered something so softly, Percy could not hear what was said. The rest of the seven made their way to them. Then, the sounds of panting turned into chuckles, then laughter.

They had won Gaea.

They made their way to the Argo II, limping. Percy was being supported by Annabeth, whose injuries were much lighter than most of theirs. Jason was carrying Leo and Piper was holding his hands. Frank and Hazel were talking in hush tones, but were playing with each other's fingers.

Suddenly, a figure that looked like a demon grandmother made its way to Percy and Annabeth. Arai. In a bid to make sure the arai didn't touch Annabeth, Percy impulsively ran his sword through its abdomen. You have just unlocked the curse of Gaea, son of Poseiden. She has wished you fall gravely ill and suffer deeply and slowly. It is incurable, son of Poseiden. No amount of broth from anybody or anything can help you. It will start slowly, and if you are not saved in time by the daughter of Athena, you shall die.

A/N sorry it was short. Now for the disclaimer:

Percy: so am I gonna die?

Me: maybe... If I am happy, you won't, but if I'm not, cue the evil laughters.

Annabeth: my seaweed brain cannot die! You evil witch.

Me: spiders!

Annie: eek! You witch!

Me: I'm not a witch. And I don't own you, so I can't make any of you die...

The seven: who own us?

Me: Ricky does!

Annie: well I'm glad you don't own us! I'm sure Ricky wouldn't want Perce to die!

Me: maybe... I'm pretty sure that Rick was the one that made him(percy) leave you for eight months!

Leo: I'm not own by him! I'm independent!

Annie: that was different! He wasn't hurt! And Leo shut up!

That's the end of the disclaimer! Hope you guys liked it! Fingers can do magic...