I like ironic things.

This fanfic is based on an alternative movie-verse. It's after the sea of monsters (So Thalia is very much alive :))

This chapter has a lot of Lana del Rey influence.

Thoughts? depending on the feedback I'll see if I continue. Oh, also - I'm not a native speaker, if someone wants to beta me :D

Percy's POV

"Annabeth!"

Her gray eyes looked at me and I saw in them something I had never seen before: terror.

Annabeth was drowning in front of my eyes, and it didn't matter how hard I tried to swim towards her; Oceanus kept me prisoner, restraining me with water, maintaining the distance between us. My powers were useless against the titan's.

I couldn't do anything but to pray to my father, to Athena, to each and every god I had heard of. I even begged Triton to help her. But they didn't listen to me. They never do.

I saw panic getting the best of her, she tried to swim towards the surface but that only lead to her getting more tired than she already was.

She was helpless and I was useless.

Annabeth opened her mouth in an involuntary attempt to gasp oxygen, even if I shook my head to advise her otherwise. I saw the water enter to her body, she tried to cough it out, but that only made the swallowing of water even worse.

Then she desisted to call for help, her arms and legs slowly stopped moving and she started drowning. As Annabeth drowned, I felt that I could finally move, Oceanus had set me free. I swam towards her as fast as I could. Her eyes were open, but I couldn't see life within them. I pressed her tightly against my chest and propelled our bodies to the surface, commanding the water with the last bit of force I had within myself.

When we got to the shore I put Annabeth in the sand and started doing chest compressions.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

"Common, Annabeth." I screamed.

11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20

"Please, don't leave me."

21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30

I gave her two mouth to mouth breaths.

"Annabeth, please," I begged her while I continued the compressions, "Please don't die." Two more mouth to mouth breaths.

I was tired, but I didn't stop. I started doing the compressions for the third time when I heard a voice talking to me.

"Perseus," I didn't turn around to see who was speaking to me, I didn't have to. I could recognise Athena's voice anywhere. "She's gone," She was not with me, I knew that; she was talking to me just like the Gods do with their kids or champions.

"No!" I muttered. Her voice had gave me more strength, I wanted to prove her wrong. I kept compressing her chest and giving her another two breaths. "She's not dead."

Someone kneeled to the other side of Annabeth's still body. "Percy, stop." I turned my head to see who was next to me, it was Clarisse. "There's nothing you can do." Tears escaped my eyes as I shook my head and started to do more compressions. "She's gone, Percy." Clarisse put a hand on my shoulder.

I looked at Clarisse's eyes and understood she was not mocking me, she was not making me believe something. Her eyes were filled with pain and sorrow, even if we hated each other at camp, losing a fellow demigod was always a big trauma for everyone. She would never lie to me about Annabeth dying, she would never ask me to stop if she knew that there was a slight possibility that I could save her. My world fell to my feet.

It was then when it hit me.

Annabeth had drowned, she had died within my father's domain, within my domain. She was dead and it was my fault. She died in front of my eyes. I saw the water filling her stomach and her lungs and I didn't do anything to help her.

I was the worst demigod on earth.

My life had changed so much on the past weeks. I breathed out, even below the water I could do it. The air that exited my body made some bubbles. I watch them go towards the surface, up, straight to the where the sun's light reflected as a bright sphere.

It was so calm in the bottom of the lake. Fishes swam around me, mumbling nonsenses, completely unaware of my sadness. Unlike at the camp, where everybody was asking me how I was doing. Why couldn't they just leave me alone? I guess it was good that my tears mixed with the water before anyone could notice them. I honestly didn't want to talk about it. I just wanted to replay endlessly that melody in my head. Her melody. I could practically hear her singing it.

Why, of all the women in the world, Annabeth had to die? I hit the ground hard. Countless times.

"Percy," I heard someone calling from the shore, "you need to stop. The younger campers think you'll cause an earthquake." I raised head and narrowed my eyes, then I realised it was Clarisse.

"I don't care." I replied, knowing that she couldn't hear me.

"Don't make me go and get you!" she yelled.

I'd love to see her try.

And as if she had heard my thoughts, she jumped into the water and swam towards me. I looked at her with an eyebrow raised. Clarisse had taken off her shirt and shoes, probably so they wouldn't get wet, and was swimming on her shorts and bra. The daughter of Ares stopped swimming when she was in front of me, but she was still moving her arms, flighting against the force generated by the air in her body that pulled her towards the surface. She shoot me a glare, demanding me to help her. I breathed out again and made an air bubble around us. I was completely dry and she was soaked, water dripping from her hair.

"Look, I know you're upset about Annabeth's death," She started. I looked at her silently.

I was not upset I was furious. Annabeth had drowned. I was the son of the God of the sea and my girlfriend had drowned, drowned.

"But..." she continued "You still have friends and family, you are not alone," Clarisse finished, her hair was almost dry by now.

I knew I was not alone, not really alone. I had Grover, Thalia and Chiron, and even Clarisse. So why did I feel like this?

It was because Annabeth was dead. Annabeth had been by my side since I started camp blood. She was my best friend, my sister, my girlfriend, pretty much everything I ever had and now she was gone.

"I wish I was dead." I let out those words with a lot of pain I was holding in. I let my body fell into a sitting position. "How do I continue living without a piece of my heart?"

"You simply do," she said sitting next to me. "One day at the time."

She rested her head on my shoulder, I guess she needed to be with someone almost as much as I needed it. I laid my head on hears and he wrapped me in a hug. The water flowed gently around our bubble.

"You should get some sleep..." Clarisse pointed out. "You look restless."

It was her nice way of saying I looked like shit. Ever since Annabeth had died, I had troubles falling asleep.

"I'm afraid," I stated after a while. I knew she'd ask more questions, so I just explained myself. "When I'm asleep, I dream with her and everything makes sense again, and for a moment I'm happy. Then I'm wake up and I have to face this again, and it hurts - to wake up every morning and to realise she's not here."

Clarisse grabbed my hand and whispered 'sleep' in a gently tone. My eyes closed, following her orders. I didn't realised how tired I was until my eyelids were too heavy to open, so I let myself fall into Morpheus's arms.

As soon as my mind entered into the land of the dreams I saw Annabeth, waiting for me with a smile. In my sleeps I was alright: it was my own dark paradise.