Flashback
Where am I? Tartarus. No, that can't be. We escaped. Was it only a dream? Are we still trapped in here? Where's Annabeth? Annabeth. She couldn't can't see this place for what it was. But still, she saw enough to lose her mind. Tartarus was is a being, not a place, though I still choose to call it a place. It is a prison for monsters. Why am I here? Am I a monster. I've killed. I'm the reason so many are dead. And the numbers keep rising. What if all this is my fault. I should have found a way to save Annabeth. I could have done it. I knew that now. Water is in everything.
I shook my head, no, I can't think like that. I am not a monster. I am a fighter, a warrior, a survivor. I will keep fighting. We will escape.
I walk over to Annabeth. She's sleeping. No, she's not breathing. Why isn't she breathing? There's blood on her neck. There's so much blood. Why hadn't I noticed it before? There's blood everywhere. Annabeth's blood. I move my hand to close her eyes. There's blood on my hands. Why are my hands covered in blood? Then I see Riptide, laying innocently beside Annabeth's dead body. There's blood on the blade. No, that can't be. I wouldn't do that. But the proof is there. Riptide killed Annabeth. I killed Annabeth, my Wise Girl, my anchor, my love, my everything. I'm a monster. I belong here. Percy! Wake up! Percy!
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Percy shoots out of bed, with Riptide in his hand, ready to kill whatever monster that had snuck upon him. And then I noticed the Iris message. I'm not in Tartarus. It was only a dream. We escaped. He turned toward the Iris message, catching the worried gaze of Annabeth, Piper, and Jason.
"What happened?" he asked, trying to pretend that he hadn't just had a nightmare. "We need to talk," Annabeth said. She was deathly pale, paler then Nico. Percy nodded for her to continue. He knew this was coming. He had prepared himself for it, but it didn't make it any easier. She took a deep breath, something he now recognized as her grounding herself to reality. "We need to end things between us," she said, "It's too hard. Every time I see you, I see that place. I can't continue like this. I'm sorry." And then she ran out of the room, tears running down her cheeks. Piper ran after her, probably to try to talk her down, keep her from flashbacks.
"Are you okay?" Jason asked. Percy raised a brow. Jason sighed, "Sorry, dumb question. I'm really sorry. Piper tried to talk her out of it, but her flashbacks and nightmares are getting worse. I know it's not my place, but I think it will be better if you stay out of Camp Half-Blood for a while. She needs time." Percy nodded, knowing that he would break the moment he spoke.
Jason frowned, "Where are you?" Pull yourself together, Jackson. "Some people and yetis kidnapped me with a sled," he answered truthfully. "You're kidding with me?" asked Jason, not knowing what else to say. Percy shook his head, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it. He gave me the look. The only-you,-Percy,-only-you. It's not like I'm trying to get kidnapped and such, Percy though, but it just keeps happening. Why is it always me?
"Jason?" Percy said. "Yes?" he asked. Percy took a deep breath, before saying, "While I'm away, keep Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter safe. Keep my family safe." They both knew what laid between the request. Be the leader I cannot be at the moment. Don't let any more people die on me. Jason gave him a half-smile, "Sure will do Perce. Keep Save."
The Iris message ended and he was once more alone with his thoughts. "Keep safe," he whispered, but there was no one there to hear him.
He didn't know what happened next. The last thing he remembered was his body turning into vapor.
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