Based off "Say Something" by A Great Big World

The adrenaline rush of battle fills Percy's veins. The feeling of power course through him as he slashes again and again at the army ahead of him. Enemies fall at his feet as he allows himself to lose awareness as he basks in the feeling of death. He feels he can control the world with a single word from his lips and he conquers, as he massacres. Blood splatters across his face a she advances.

Slash, slash, down

Slash, slash, down

He whirls around to see his enemies coming from the opposite direction and he says the picture of war. Bodies of demigod and monster alike litter the ground, battle rages around him. He whips his head to the side as he hears an anguished cry as he watches Annabeth fall and he is frozen. His weapon fall from his hand and his face slacks. All he can hear is the blood coursing through his head. Percy falls to the ground as his knees buckle, but he won't let himself break just yet. He gropes around for his sword as he is blinded by tears and immediately stands when his hand finds it. He rushes over to Annabeth's body and slides to his knees. Sobs are racking his body and he pulls Annabeth's head onto his lap. He yanks up Annabeth's shirt to find the wound, there was too much blood on her shirt to find the source with it still on. He nearly vomits at the sight of the already festering stab wound through Annabeth's torso. It's blackened by what Percy assumes is poison and blood is pouring from it. Annabeth is pale and clammy and her chest is rapidly rising and falling. Percy doesn't know what to do, so he takes his shirt off to try and places it on the wound and pushes on it, trying to stop the bleeding. Annabeth moans in pain, as tears escape his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, but I have to stop the bleeding. Then you'll be okay, stop the bleeding, get you some ambrosia, and you'll be okay. You are going to be okay," Percy rants in a panicky voice.

Annabeth chuckles but immediately winces, "Don't lie to yourself seaweed brain, this is fatal."

Percy allows a sob to escape his lips, "No, don't say that, you're going to be okay."

"Darling, I'm not gonna make it, please just hold me," Annabeth whispers, pain evident with every word.

Percy cries louder, squeezing his eyes shut. He gently strokes Annabeth's hair and whispers sweet nothings in her ear. Percy's chest is heaving but he won't let go of Annabeth. He won't, he can't.

"Don't leave me," Percy pleads.

"I won't," Annabeth promises.

They sit there, battle still raging around them. Blood is pooling around Annabeth and it's all over Percy's hands and clothes by now. Percy looks at it and knows that no matter how hard he scrubs, the stain of blood from his soulmate will never leave his skin. His hands are itchy with the feeling of this scarlet death coating them, but he won't dare stop holding Annabeth. Annabeth's breathing is shallower now, painfully shallow. Percy desperately wants to be able to ease the pain evident on Will's face.

Annabetg's chest stops moving and Percy wails in agony. He is screaming, so loud. Percy hunches over and clutches Annabeth, praying to every God his touch will bring her back.

"Take me instead! Please, please just take me instead! Don't take Annabeth! Take me! Please," Percy screams, his voice fading at the end.

He mouths silent pleas and looks at Annabeth's face for the last time. Annabeth's eyes are open, her gorgeous eyes. They look dead now, like a drawing. Every breath hurts without Annabeth in the world, nothing is worth it.

You only get one person, Annabeth was Percy's person.

Expect a part 2 soon and I'm sorry for never updating! Read and Review!