Hey guys! So I just finished The Mark of Athena, which was AMAZING! Even though it turned out to be Jasper . All I want now is for Reyna to be happy. I just want her to find someone who will make her happy. This is my fanfiction for The Heroes of Olympus book 4: The House of Hades.
Disclaimer: This is only fanfiction, not my property. HoO belongs to the wonderful, Uncle Rick. Who can also be Troll Rick. But anyway, Only the plot is mine. Nothing else. It all belongs to Rick Riordan
Percy was falling. Falling into the depths of Tartarus. After what seemed like forever, he finally hit the ground with a loud, "Oof!" He groaned, and pulled himself into a sitting position. "Annabeth!" He cried.
"Here!" She whimpered.
He scrambled up and rushed to her side. She was ghostly pale and her ankle was bent in completely the wrong direction. "Oh, Gods. Annabeth."
"Percy. I'll be fine," She said.
He raised his eyebrows.
"Fine. No, I'm not okay. Do you have any ambrosia?"
He reached into his pocket and found that he had one mushed up square. "I have this. Here." He held it out to her and she scarfed it down.
"Welcome to Tartarus," She said glumly.
"I say maybe we should rest here for tonight. Let your ankle heal up a bit."
"Percy. It won't help. I'm going to need another square soon. I can walk for a bit now though."
"Annabeth. Your ankle is bent in completely the wrong direction."
"You're not going to be able to walk."
"Then I need to set it."
"I'll do it," Percy volunteered.
"Have you ever set someone's ankle before?"
"Well, no," He admitted.
"Then let me do it."
"Just show me how. I have a feeling that I might have to set a lot more ankles before this war is over."
She sighed, and explained to him how you set an ankle. "Okay," He said. "Are you ready?"
"Yes," She said.
Percy grabbed her ankle and set it. She groaned and punched Percy in the face. "Ow," He muttered.
"Oops," She said.
He sat up, groaning. "Yeah, oops."
She laughed. "Now come on, we should probably get going."
"Good idea," He replied. He grabbed her hand and together the two headed off into the mist. Tartarus wasn't really what Percy imagined. It was like one long canyon, extending infinitely. The rock was made up of many little tiny ledges, which Percy knew to be the home to many horrible monsters.
They walked for a little while, taking in their surroundings. Once or twice they heard a large growl or say the shape of yet another monster's essence returning to Tartarus. Which was good, because it meant the demigods were succeeding, but he knew that it wouldn't be long before they returned into the mortal world. Not until the Doors of Death are closed.
"And just where do you two think you are going?" A voice boomed out of the silence.
I hope you enjoyed! R&R and tell me what you think!