Son Of Darkness

Chapter-1

They stood looking down the pit that Arachne had just fallen down

Tartarus

Annabeth shivered. Even just thinking about it sent shivers down her spine.

Despite this, a victorious smile lit up all of their faces. They had finally done it, the Athena Parthenos was theirs, the camps would be united.

For the first time in a long time, Annabeth was hopeful. Maybe, just maybe, their task ahead wasn't quite as impossible as it seemed.

The euphoric feeling slowly faded and Annabeth once again set her mind to the task at hand.

Looking up, she saw that Leo and Nico were able to get the Athena Parthenos into the hold of the Argo II. Although how they'd managed it was still a mystery.

Smiling, she set off towards the ship. Time to unite the camps and—

At that moment, she noticed three problems. One, there was a strand of cobweb wrapped around her left ankle. Two, that strand of cobweb was still attached to Arachne who was now falling down an endless pit into Tartarus. Three, she was currently being pulled across the floor towards that endless pit extremely fast.

She cried out, but even as her friends looked over at her in alarm she knew it would be too late.

In a last ditch effort, Percy leaped across the room, Riptide appearing in his hand as he did, and swung at the strand.

Thankfully, it worked just in time and she was able to pull herself up just before she was pulled over the edge.

Percy was not so lucky.

Time seemed to move in slow motion as she watched him fly over her head, the victorious smile on his face morphing into something else as he noticed where he was falling.

At the last second she reached out her hand and he grabbed it, it being the only thing keeping him from falling into the pit.

The gravity here was stronger like it was trying to suck him in. The pull increased and his hand began to slip.

"No!", she tried to adjust her grip, but he only fell farther.

He couldn't fall in. He just couldn't. There was no way to get him out again if he fell.

She called for Hazel, Frank, anybody. But they were too far away.

"Annabeth", Percy's voice was strained and his face was red and flushed.

She continued to frantically look around. Trying to come up with a plan, anything to save Percy. She was the daughter of Athena for Hades' sake! Why couldn't she come up with anything?

"Annabeth", his voice held more urgency than before and he slipped down again.

"Promise me. Promise me that you'll meet me on the other side".

"No! No, Percy I won't let you fall. Just hold on. They're coming, okay? Just hold on". Curse her sweaty hands, her grip on his hand wavered.

"If you don't let go than I'll pull you in with me. You have to let go, Annabeth".

She didn't want to believe it, but she could see that he was right. The stone that made up the floor was crumbling underneath her, and even from here she could feel the immense pull on her body.