A/N Hello lovelies! Ok so this isn't my first time writing a story but I had deleted the horrible spawn of Tartarus long ago… Ah hem sorry about that. Unlike all of you talented authors this story was most defiantly not like BAM inspiration! More like a month of sleepless nights thinking of a good plot. Honestly, this story isn't even fully developed and I got most of the story plot from a beautiful yet sad book called 'My Sister's Keeper' by Jodi Picoult. It will have most of the main idea but with some different things added on. There will also be Percabeth in this story. I'm a hardcore Percabeth fan!

Also on a side note since I'm Canadian, I use 'u' in favourite, colour, yada yada. Sorry if you aren't used to it, eh? XD Sorry to prolong your reading. Now that I've finished my rambling, I'll see you at the bottom of the page! Enjoy!

Oh yeah! DISCLAIMER I don't own PJO in any way.


The Fight for Freedom

"Annabeth!" Athena, my lovely mother yelled. Where ever she is in the house I swear that her voice is projected or something, I always hear her. "I'll be down soon!" I shouted back. I shifted my fancy cocktail dress into a more proper position. I quickly glanced into the mirror, I almost didn't recognize myself. I'm 17 and people say that when my mom was my age she looked exactly like me. I had cold calculating grey eyes framed by thick lashes.

A lovely pink blush adorned my face but I hated makeup though. The dress was a nice grey colour to match my eyes and had an exquisite design etched on. I fingered the material; my father had given me the dress. Probably the only thing I had from him.

My parents were divorced, when I was younger, my dad said that mom was possessive and that she was too strict on me. They started having arguments about me too I remember the screaming and shouting. I always wondered why my mom expected so much of me since I had dyslexia and AHDH. I suppose she was right because I was pretty smart. In the end, mom is always right.

I snapped out of it and became aware of what was happening downstairs. Loud chattering was heard as I sighed. "Annabeth!"

"Sorry!" I gracefully walked through the halls with poise and stopped in front of my mother. She looked ravishing as always in her equally beautiful dress. As I moved my eyes to her face I flinched slightly at the glare she was giving me. "I said to be ready 15 minutes ago," she drawled slowly as she narrowed her eyes.

"Well maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have my tutor lessons an hour before the party." I retorted, as I stared back at her. Identical eyes looked at each other.

"Where are your manners? Did I teach you to talk back to your mother?" As she walked away, I heard her mutter "Why am I even arguing with her? We know she's not perfect." For a moment there I felt like breaking down as I stared at her retreating figure but quickly put up my walls, the cold exterior to shield away the hurtful words.

I looked around; my mom had really outdone herself. Delicious fondue fountains and plenty of appetizers. High class guests walked around and they chatted amongst themselves.

I didn't even want to be here. It was a party dedicated to yours truly for winning an important award. I had entered an international speech competition and won first place.

You'd think my mom was proud, nope she said I had to work harder because she found flaws. She always found flaws though. Nothing would be perfect for her no matter what. She forced me to join, I may be smart but if I had the choice I would avoid those contests.

I remember the reason why I was born. She wanted a successor for her company Athens co. and she wanted her successor to be as smart as possible. Meaning she wanted me to be just like her.

When I was young instead of playing with toys, going outside and making friends, I was stuck inside doing math equations and learning new languages. I started attending contests when I was in kindergarten! My mom made sure that I won every single one. When I was in grade 3, I was already was fluent in 6 different languages. Crazy right?

I heard from one of my tutors ask my mom how Project 'Perfect Annabeth' was turning out. Right from the start when I was born I was just a project. I wanted to be normal and to be free but that was obviously not going to happen.

Soon, people came around and congratulated me I like to think I become almost robot like. I accepted praises and smiled like a fine china doll. I was acting the way my mom wanted me to act, perfection. I'm trying to be the perfect daughter but to her I wasn't perfect and I know it.


I trudged upstairs after the tiring event; I would kill to be in shorts and a t-shirt right now. Suddenly, I spotted a 20 dollar bill on the floor near my mom's room. I quickly looked around; if my mom caught me I would be skinned alive.

Even though my mom was super rich, she would never think of giving me an allowance let alone a credit card! I picked it up and stuffed it into a pocket. "Miss. Chase?" I turned around quickly to see Juniper, one of newest maids hired.

"O-Oh hello Juniper, do you need something?" I stammered before silently calming myself. "Mrs. Chase has asked me to help you dress in your night clothes." She glanced at my shaking hands and shyly looked at my face. "Are you alright Miss. Chase?"

"Yes, I'm fine lead the way."

That was a close call; I let out a quiet sigh. I quietly observed Juniper; she seemed like a nice girl and she was pretty with green dyed streaks in her hair. If I had my hair dyed I would be in so much trouble. I brushed my hand against the pocket which held the money.

I unconsciously clenched my hands into fists as I thought of what I have just done. I shouldn't feel guilty it's for a good cause and soon enough I'll put my plan into action. As I always say Always, always have a plan and it just so happened that Annabeth Chase had been planning.


The day passed pretty smoothly, I had my tutor lessons, my piano lessons and I went to my mom's personal gym. Only downside was that I got a lecture with my mom for not paying attention while she was talking to me. I'm sorry! There were really nice shaped clouds outside! Hello, ADHD much?

Anyway, I had to be 'punished' and learn my mistakes so I had a shopping list with some random stuff listed on it. My mom could get anything if she wanted to in the first place! With a sigh I exited the house. It would be walking a fifteen minute walk to the local grocery store except I realized I'm a little lost. Ok, I'm really lost I've never been in this part of the neighborhood.

I was wearing some ripped shorts and a crop top. I was going to wear something less revealing but somehow Juniper managed to convince me to wear this. I only did it because she had the cutest puppy dog face and plus, it would be nice to actually have friends for once instead of talking to the pictures on the wall. (Frozen reference! I sang along to this! Oops sorry for interrupting!)

I was humming a song until I bumped into someone. "Ow watch where you're going!" a voice grumbled angrily. It was a girl with spiky black hair and lightning blue eyes. She had a punk look and had an aura which made you shiver slightly.

"I'm sorry!" I apologized slightly afraid of her reaction. She eyed me warily before speaking. "How come I've never seen you at Goode H.S before?"

"Oh! I'm homeschooled," I answered a bit shy, I've never really talked to kids my age except for the snotty upper class kids. I guess I count as one of them but I'm not as spoiled as them. I decided to introduce myself. "My name's Annabeth Chase and your name is…?"

"Thalia and I prefer not to tell you my last name," she answered shortly. "Why?" I asked too curious to realize I'm being slightly rude. "I'm not really open to tell people this," she answered slightly uncomfortable but kept staring at me with those paralyzing eyes. "Sorry, anyway do you know where the local grocery is? I'm kind of lost," I admitted.

"Sure I'll lead you there." We talked and I learned quite a bit about her. Her dad was a famous business man. She had a younger brother too whose name was Jason. I told her about my parent's divorce, and how I have to be smart or else my mom would not be a happy camper.

She had 2 cousins. One was a kind of emo guy name Nico Di Angelo but what made me more interested was that her other cousin was a life guard/lawyer. Only the lawyer part mattered though. His name was Percy Jackson and he is currently in school training to be a lawyer. Apparently his father was the best in the world. His name was Poseidon Jackson. In fact Thals was shocked that I didn't even know his name. Thalia says that he's one of the best in the world! I knew that was it! It was the escape I needed.

"Umm, Thalia?"

"Yeah, Annabeth?

"Do you think you could give me Mr. Jackson's number?"

"Why?"

"I need it for a personal issue…"

"Annie, could you at least tell me, I mean he's my uncle and I need to know what you're gonna do with it."

"Thals I'm going to be honest and you can't tell anyone else."

"Ok I won't tell, now tell me!"

"I'm going to sue my mom for the rights of my body and mind."


A/N Did that shock you? Well I hope it did. Are the characters OOC even though I've only introduced 4 of them. Feedback is appreciated; I want to know what you think of the story! If it sucks or if you have any criticisms please tell me. This is my first PJO series and I'm actually really nervous of the outcome.

In this AU they are all humans except all of them still like the same things from their godly parent except their parent… isn't godly in this story. Hope you enjoyed it!

-BurntBlack