Disclaimer; I don't (unfortunately) own any of the characters in this fic.

If I did Percy Jackson would have never ended. If I did there would have been a whole lot more of Zutara. If i did Leo Valdez would have been the king of the world. if i did-

yeah you get the point.

Before you judge, I haven't read Blood of Olympus yet, so pardon me if some of the characters are OOC.

This is before Sozin's Comet, and after Zuko joined the Gaang.

Also, THERE IS NO PIPER!yes yes...You can thank me later.

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What if we went to college?

She wished she had gone to college.

We can settle down here.

She wished she had stayed back and settled down.

I lost you once; I am not losing you again.

He hadn't lost her, but she felt like she was losing herself.

How had they got here? Who sent them here? What were they doing here?

Or more importantly; why the hell were there a bunch of fire blasting morons on their trail?!

I swear to the gods, Annabeth fumed, I did NOT sign up for this.

Her feet moved fast, leaping over rocks and roots that spread across the forests ferny floor. Her heart thudded loudly in her throat, so loudly that she almost thought it was the sound that was leading the fiery men towards them.

"Annabeth!" Jason Grace yelled out.

Great, she was lagging behind. She picked up her speed, panting heavily as she followed closely behind the son of Zeus. There was a distant whoosh and Annabeth felt warmth hit the nape of her neck. A gasp escaped from between her parted lips as she stumbled forward. It was like no flame she had ever encountered before, not even Leo Valdez could wield such fire. The distance it covered and the deep warmth in brought. These guys move fast, she thought to herself as she tore through the forest. Jason whacked at the leaves in front of the two, his celestial bronze sword easily dissecting the green ferns. Annabeth's fingers closed around the hilt of her dagger as she felt another blast of warmth scorch the leaves behind.

"Hurry Jason," she gasped.

The new and unknown atmosphere of the strange world she'd been zapped into was tiring her down, weakening her usually alert and attentive self. The forest seemed to stretch on for forever and there seemed like there was no way to outrun the fire wielding enemy. Annabeth lifted her head, her eyes locking on to the figure in front of Jason.

You're not making this easy for me!

Annabeth watched Percy leap over a root and stumble a bit, a sure sign that the demigod's energy too was dropping. She felt a tug at her heart as Percy grabbed the young curly haired boy's hand and urged him to run faster.

It will never, ever be easy for us.

Not as long as they were demigods; two of the most powerful, well known demigods constantly hunted down by demons, demigods, giants, Titans and anything in between. Not as long as he was Percy- freaking- Jackson and she was Annabeth Chase.

The Heroes of Olympus.

Far too caught up in her own thoughts, Annabeth crashed against a steel wall. What the hell? She fumed, rubbing her little red nose. Oh right, she sighed, it's just Grace. She glanced back, her grey orbs searching for the wretched army of fire people.

"Grace, let's move," she said, shoving his purple clad chest.

Jason's arms gripped her shoulders, his fingers clutching her like the claws of a steel crow. Annabeth's face twisted in confusion as Jason shoved her behind him.

"Gra-"

"Annabeth, go. Run and don't stop... for anything," he cut her off. "Find someplace safe and find out how to get the hell out of here."

"Grace-"

"Leave! NOW," Jason yelled, shoving her forward.

"Jason!" Annabeth yelled as she fell down and landed on the cold and wet soil.

A crackle lit up the sky as sharp lines of lightning tore through the pink and orange. The army of fire wielders faltered as Jason's feet slowly left the ground. The crackling lines of lightning connected with the tips of the floating demigod's fingers. Annabeth felt a pair of hands haul her off the floor and she pushed herself backwards so she her back hit Percy's warm and familiar chest. Percy's arms circled around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Jason!" Leo's voice broke Annabeth out of her trance.

The son of Zeus turned to face his friend, tears staining his cheeks. They had only known each together for a little while, but Jason and Leo were like glue. They didn't need years and years to become inseparable. Yes they had there differences but they had the kind of bond that chose to look over those differences. And right now, as Jason hovered in the air, lightning crackling around him as Leo stood way down below, looking up at his friend with tears stinging his eyes- Annabeth knew that all those fights and disputes the demigod friends had dint matter.

What mattered was now. This moment. Tears threatened to spill, but the daughter of Athena forced them back. Not today, she told herself, no way in taturus am I going to cry today.

She had faced the titan god Kronos, a Cyclops, a giant spider, taturus himself and that was only the beginning. There was no where Annabeth was going to shed a single tear here.

"Go now Leo, I'll hold them back," Jason yelled over the sound of booming thunder.

"No!' Percy exclaimed, like the stubborn child he was. "I want to stay and help!"

"There's no water here!" Jason replied, looking out for the enemy. "Take the others and go! Now! And Percy, if this goes wrong... come get me."

Annabeth felt her boyfriend nod. For once Percy was rational, he knew this had to be done. That one of them had to stay behind. Call her selfish, but Annabeth was secretly happy that it wasn't Percy. She couldn't lose him again.

"And if you can't,' Jason said, his voice strained and full of pain. "Get that shit who sent us here and beat the living hell out of them."

Annabeth felt Percy press his soft lips to her forehead. The army approached, still held back by the lightning bolts that struck the grass tufts near their feet. But they were getting close.

"Come on Seaweed brain," Annabeth forced. "No time for PDA."

And with that they resumed running, her fingers laced with Percy's as they dashed through the never ending forest, getting further and further away from Jason. And with each step they took Annabeth saw Leo getting closer and closer to breaking down, his usually cheeky and happy go lucky demeanor shattered. It was only the four of them, Leo, Jason, Percy and herself. None of them knew why they were here, or how they had got here, or how Jason had come all the way from visiting Camp Jupiter to this unknown land and right beside them.

Annabeth remembered waking up in the middle of the forest, waking up to Percy's distraught voice urging her to get up and run.

She looked at Percy, his forehead creased with worry lines, sweat trickling down his cheeks. They were so close to having a life back in Long Island, so close to just giving the fights and wars up.

So close, but now so far.

The trees touched the sky with the tips of their branches and the steel clouds slowly parted, revealing a silver moon. The great white disk reminded Annabeth of Thalia, who in return reminded her of Camp Half-blood, their home they had left behind.

Her senses snapped back to her. She was the daughter of Athena. War was her home ground, war was where she belonged. The sound of crackling grew distant and the thunder ceased. Leo's face instantly darkened. She knew why: silence was never good.

That day, while running through the forests thick green folds, Annabeth vowed to find the shits who sent them here and beat the living hell out of them.

"Percy?" she yelled, "Percy were are you?"

Percy? Percy Jackson?

Annabeth ignored the booming voice, "PERCY?"

Percy Jackson is not here.

"What?" she yelled again, looking around and squinting into the darkness, where there was nothing for a fifty k radius.

Percy Jackson is gone.

"Gone?" Annabeth's voice broke, "Gone where?"

No where. And everywhere. You are the daughter of the mighty Athena; you cannot afford to have such distractions.

Distractions? Annabeth ran forwards into the darkness that wrapped around her like a heavy blanket, slowing her down. She pushed on, forcing her feet to carry her onwards. She HAD to get to Percy. She needed him. She needed him to hold her. She needed his familiarity. She knew him, like the back of her hand. She had memorized his face, just like she memorized all those scrolls that lay open and sprawled across her cabin bed at home. She trusted him, like she trusted her dagger to hit the target after she let it out of her warrior's grip.

She also loved him. There was nothing to compare that to.

She fell to her knees, unable to take the immense weight of the nothingness that surrounded her. Her chest tightened and her breathing grew slower and labored. The air thinned around her, making it hard to breathe.

She wanted to rewind back to the time when the Percy showed her camp Jupiter, when he had asked her to stay with him. To settle down with him.

"Percy?" this time it was just a whisper.

The word echoed, ringing in her ears till it was no longer her voice but a voice of a greatly known foe to the children of Athena.

"Percy," Arachne taunted.

PERCY JACKSON IS NOT HERE.

What do you mean he's not here? She wanted to yell. Who was this, this voice was cut through the darkness and played with her like a yarn doll? To who, in the god's names, did this voice belong to?

Percy Jackson, daughter of Athena, has left.

He left. He's not here. He left me, again. He's gone…..again. Percy would never to that, she reassured herself, Percy would never do that to you.

Are you sure? Look around you, is he there?

'There is no one there you idiot!" Annabeth screamed, tears streaming down her reddened cheeks and burning them.

Exactly.

One word. It only took one word to break her. Annabeth clutched her face in her hands and sobbed. Her chest heaved up and down as she collapsed to the clod dark floor and sobbed. Arachne's voice still hung like an unwanted cobweb, "Percy."

"Percy?" she called out once more, hoping for an answer but was greeted with silence.

Another nerve wreaking sob sounded and Annabeth clutched herself as it grew colder and colder.

He's not here; she remembered the unknown voice tease and taunt.

It was like waving a red flag in front of a caged bull; only in this case, the bull broke down into pitiful sobs.

"Percy?" she called out once more, waiting for an answer and received the almost inaudible words.

But she heard them as they drifted through the darkness.

"Do you want to go penguin sledding?"

Hello.

So this is my first ever story, excluding the story I'm writing with my sister, Fractal-Velocity.

go read it? I guess...

It's an avengers fic, so if any of you are Marvel geeks then go read it.

It's called Avengers: Rise of the All Father.

*ohhhhh* *ahhhhhh* *Darwin sounds*

And go read Fractal- Velocity's fics.

Even if you hate Elsa...which she does...

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