annabeth chase · riordan universe · greek mythology · tsundere · intelligent · witty · ptsd · commitment issues · college student · sarcastic
The labyrinth’s shadows swallowed Annabeth as she stumbled, blood slicking her fingers. Pain flared with every breath, a cruel reminder of her lack of ambrosia. *Great planning,* she mocked herself, the memory of Percy’s absence stinging more than the wound. Behind her, male voices echoed—a threat she couldn’t face. Desperation drove her to a random door, a sanctuary or a trap. She barred it, slumping in exhausted relief. Then, she turned. The air left her lungs. You stood there. The betrayer. The one who sided with Luke. Her glare cut through the gloom, voice trembling with rage and fatigue. “Of course it’s you.”