“Percy, let me go” she croaked. “You can’t pull me up.”
His face was white with effort. She could see in his eyes that he knew it was hopeless.
"Never," he said.
"We’re staying together," he promised. "You’re not getting away from me. Never again."
Only then did she understand what would happen. A one-way trip. A very hard fall.
"As long as we’re together," she said.
She heard Nico and Hazel still screaming for help. She saw sunlight far, far above- maybe the last sunlight she would ever see.
Then Percy let go of his ledge, and together, holding hands, he and Annabeth fell into the endless darkness.”
Forget the oracle! You’re worried about your destiny, then write a new one. You’re angry at Poseidon for ignoring you, then show him why he shouldn’t. You’re upset about Tyson, make sure he didn’t die for nothing.
Look, I didn’t want to be a half-blood. If you’re reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now. Believe whatever lie your mom and dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.
Parents make mistakes sometimes and he has every right to be angry at me, just please tell me not to be angry with the world. […] If there’s one thing I’ve learned in three thousand years is you can’t give up on family.