I'm Coming for You
This is set during the Battle of the Labyrinth, after Percy made explosion on Mt. St. Helens. Percy never returns to camp after two weeks. But Annabeth still made it back to camp. This is my first fanfic so my writing might be horrible. This is the first time I have willingly written. Also a special thanks to Percabethis4ever for convincing me to write this.
Chapter 1
Annabeth's POV
It has been two weeks since his "funeral". One month since he "died", two weeks since I last saw him, and two weeks since I first kissed him.
Flashback
"Annabeth, it's time to go." Malcolm, my half-brother, told me.
Great, this was going to be the worst day of my life. I broke down sobbing hardly on my bed. I just knew he was not dead, I just didn't know if he was coming back. But then again, why would he come back for me? To him, I was just his best friend. (A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know that is overused, but it just fits with the story, all right?) But Chiron insisted to have a funeral, in case he never came back. In the end, Chiron had to come in the cabin and carry me out to the Amphitheater.
By then, I was recollected enough to speak, but Chiron spoke first. "It has been two weeks the disappearance of Percy Jackson and the explosion of Mount Saint Helens. We now assume he is dead. I have asked his best surviving friend to do the final honors." (A/N: I'm not sure if that is exactly what Chiron says.) he turned to me with a sad expression, and I took the burial shroud thinking, I want him – no I need him. I will finally admit it now, I'm in love with Perceus Jackson. Over the years, he had become something I couldn't live without, but what if he didn't love me back? (A/N: I know that's overused, but…) I threw the green shroud into the flames and I could have sworn I smelled the sea for a second. I started shakily, "He was probably the bravest friend I've ever had. He was also the best friend I could have ever asked for. He was always there for me. And now he is…" tears were flowing freely by now. My knees turned to jell-o and I collapsed my head dangerously close to the fire. The last thing I remembered before I blacked out was campers crowding around me and my last thought, Percy…
End of Flashback
Malcolm's POV
I have never seen Annabeth this depressed over a loss. I mean when Luke betrayed her, she was sad and all but quickly got over thanks to…Percy. Ever since his funeral, she has only eaten one meal a day, missed all the capture the flag games, failing all her classes, moping around like a zombie, and walking around saying, "He is NOT dead! Why don't you people believe me?" At this rate she'll probably have only a few weeks left to live. All the campers try to help her out, even Clarisse, but it's the same as doing nothing. I swear on the River Styx that if I ever get the chance to bring Percy back, I would, but he was dead, wasn't he? Maybe I should start listening to Annabeth and try to find him. I snapped out of my thoughts as Chiron neared me.
"Malcolm, tell Annabeth there is a god who wants to meet her," he shouted as he trotted back to the Big House. Quickly, I ran towards Poseidon's cabin, Annabeth practically lived there now. She always slept there on Percy's bunk and spent all her free time there, too. I darted in to find Annabeth all red-eyed lying on Percy's bunk with his Minotaur horn in her hands.
"Annabeth, there's a god who wants to see you."
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