Curse? What curse? Annabeth was working on the string she was tied with. Below them was huge black hole which looks like the one that leads into Tartarus. That gave her nightmares. Annabeth stared at Percy who was right next to her. She looked directly into his eyes and he looked back. In a silent agreement they decided to work with each other to get out. Ryan stared at their direction and said, "I think we should start the killing eh? I mean we do not need Jackson do we?"
Annabeth immediately realized that Ryan was somehow manipulating Aphrodite and Cupid. It was the sword. "We agree" The gods said at the same time. Ryan just appeared right in front of Percy. "Should I start with the throat?" Annabeth started to panic, but then she heard the soft wave of water. Annabeth shrieked with excitement. She looked in Percy's direction, he heard it too.
"What's wrong?" Ryan snarled. "Nothing!" Percy said. "Just look at that crack on the ceiling!" A smile cracked on Annabeth's face. Ryan looked up and saw nothing. Then he heard the water. Before he could bring his sword down to Percy's neck, the ceiling cracked and the whole place flooded just like the Poseidon cabin.
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Heroes Of Olympus:The Return Of The Seven
Teen FictionTo the Day shall pass,to the night that falls Five shall go, two shall stay, The curse is placed, five will pay For the gods are danger
