On the Run

"Drop your weapon Chase!" Percy yelled. Annabeth cocked the gun again. She supposed she was nearly out of bullets, but she still held the gun up. "I said drop your weapon!" He yelled again. Annabeth glared at him. "Make me." She retorted. Annabeth stood firm. She put her hand on the trigger. Percy's eyes widened. He raised his gun. Rated T for the thrill