From The PJO & HOO Books
I was having a nightmare. Annabeth and I were falling into Tartarus. This time though, I couldn't do anything. I saw the ground nearing us. I tried and tried to make something happen, but I realized I couldn't. I wrapped my arms around Annabeth and whispered in her ear, "I love you wise girl." We hit the bottom.
I sat up straight in bed and look to the right. No one was there. That was right. Annabeth was gone. She died. There was a cyclops attack on camp, and while she was fighting the largest, club against dagger, a smaller one came up from behind a stabbed her through the chest. It was so foolish of me not to be by her side, but I had to help Grover, save the tree nymphs from burning. I heard her scream. I ran to her, but it was too late. She was dead.
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FanfictionYou like PJO or HOO? Yay! Me too! Harry Potter? Super! Now read my book. Also, I DO NOT own any PJO, HOO or HP characters. They are owned by Rick Riordon and J.K. Rowling
