Sorry again for not updating, but at least you guys won't have to go through that pain again because this is the LAST CHAPTER! I hope you guys enjoyed this little short story fanfic of mine;). Also, you have to watch the video up above, it's so freaking sad I got literal chills. Anyways, here's the chapter, remember that I love you guys!
Disclaimer: PJO and HOO do not belong to me, they belong to Rick Riordan.
Percy's POV
What happened next was unexpected, to say the least. Instead of a loud rumbling, everything became unnaturally silent. Except for one thing.
A scream.
Her scream.
As I tried to find the source of the noise, I noticed something quite disturbing. The arena was empty. Not only were the monsters gone, but so were my friends. They had simply... Vanished. All except her. My wise girl.
She was standing at the opposite end of the arena. I was about to run to her when I noticed something off. Someone, Something was holding her with a knife at her throat.
Gaea.
The next moment is something that I'll never forget.
Gaea flicked her wrist. Such a simple movement, it would have been harmless in any other situation. Of course, here that was not the case. Gaea backed away from her, letting her fall to the ground, her blood staining the sand red.
"Have Fun", Gaea said, her horse voice drifting across the arena, lingering even after she left.
I ran over and knelt by Annabeth's side, desperately trying to cover the gaping wound in her neck. I pushed her honey blonde hair out of her face, trying to ignore the obvious truth about what was happening.
"Percy" she whispered. "Stop, i-it's too late for me. I-I love you, Seaweed Brain".
"N-no Annabeth, what we can save you, I-I can save you" I stuttered out.
It was then that I realized she couldn't hear me.
Her once glowing skin had become cold and pale.
The gray eyes that had once held such passion, such love, were now empty and dazed.
I remembered the first thing that she said to me. You drool when you sleep. How can such an insignificant sounding sentence carry so much meaning?
I remembered all that we had been through together. How she rescued me from Circe, telling me, "I'm glad you're not a Guinea Pig". How she looked when she kissed me for the first time. How she took a dagger for me and then had the nerve to tell me that I looked cute when I was worried. How beautiful she was on my sixteenth birthday when she gave me that hideous cupcake her and Tyson had made. How she never believed I was dead when I went missing for those 6 months. How she smiled at me that night she found me in the stables.
I heard screaming. Who was that? It must be me. After all, no one else is here to do it.
Tears streamed from my eyes, splattering onto her once lively face. I screamed in vain, "SAVE HER GODS DAMNIT, IF YOU EVER CARED ABOUT ANY OF US SAVE HER"
Of course, there was no answer.
I then remembered my promise. My promise that we would never be separated again. Never again.
I put my mouth next to her ear and whispered, "I can't live without you".
I took the knife that was lying next to Annabeth's open wound. It was the knife that Luke gave her when she was just seven years old. The knife that she had valued so much was the one that finally brought her demise.
I grabbed her hand and brought the knife to my throat. I flicked my wrist, and after a sharp pain, I could feel the hands of death taking hold of me. I whispered out one last thing before I was taken.
I love you Wise Girl.
THE END
HEY so yeah that's a wrap people. Sorry that it was kinda short. Hope you enjoyed and that this chapter didn't suck as much as I think it did. Anyways, please remember to vote and comment and that usual stuff, I really appreciate it. Also just to let you know, this is not the end to the stories on this account. This short story fanfic thingy was kind of practice so that I can move onto making much longer original pieces. I also might make stories on request if you guys want, but I'm already planning out an original piece so that will be my main focus. Again, I love you guys, and thank you sooooo much for reading!<3
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