A/N: Hey! I was watching this movie called An American Haunting today, and it took place in Tennessee (the state I live in) , and it was about the Bell Witch(if you don't know who I'm talking about look her up). That got me thinking about the Salem Wicth Trials, and I thought that it would be an awesome idea! So here it is!

Annabeth POV

KNOCK, KNOCK!

"Coming!" I yelled, to whoever was at the door. I ran to get it, and when I opened it, I saw the town pastor, Zeus, and a man that looked vaguely familiar.

"Annabeth Chase?" He asked in a deep voice that kind of reminded me of an earthquake. (Hint, Hint, Nudge, Nudge)

"Yes?" I asked innocently. He looked at a piece of paper, and started reading from it.

"You are set to go to trial on the charges of witchcraft. Your first meeting is in fifteen days. You will not be required to go to jail, but I will send my son, Perseus Jackson, and five of his friends to make sure that you do not try to leave town. He will arrive later tonight." The man said, and then I remembered who he was.

Poseidon. My mom's biggest rival. A feud had been going on between our families for years. I don't even know what it's about.

"Wait… witchcraft? How do you gather that I, of all people, am a witch?" I asked incredulously.

"Well, there are numerous counts of you talking to yourself in two strange languages, and other forms of strange behavior." He stated emotionlessly. My mouth dropped open.

"I don't talk to myself. When I read and think my mouth moves along with the words to help me process it. And I speak English, Greek, and French! Fluently, too! They aren't exactly strange languages! And exactly what other counts exactly?" I exclaimed.

"They will be stated at your first trial. Have a good evening." He said, and they left abruptly.

My mouth gaped, and I walked over to the couch in a trance. I finally snapped out of it, realized what had just happened, and cried. About thirty minutes later, I heard another knock on my door. I wiped my eyes, and got up to answer it. I opened the door, and saw my five best friends, Thalia, Silena, Juniper, Clarisse, and Katie.

They noticed the tear streaks on my face, and their happy expressions turned into worried and concerned ones. They led me back to the couch, and surrounded me.

"Annabeth… What happened?" Thalia asked, wiping my face as a few stray tears fell down my face.

"I… I was accused of witchcraft. My fist trial is in fifteen days." Then I broke down crying again. They all patted my back comfortingly, and told me it was going to be okay.

"Annabeth, you're not going to lose. If there is one thing I know about you, it's that you never give up without a fight!" Clarisse said. I shook my head.

"They said that I wasn't required to go to jail, but Poseidon's son, Perseus, and five of his friends were going to make sure that I don't leave town." I said, in between sobs. As if on cue, we heard another knock on the door.

Thalia went to open it, and I saw, who I assumed, was Perseus. He looked nervous, while everyone glared at him.

"Uh, I'm Perseus. But call me Percy." He said. Thalia let him in, and I got a good look at him. He was tall, muscular, but not overwhelmingly so. He had straight, raven black hair, and gorgeous sea-green eyes.

I know it wasn't rational for me to think this about my guard but he was very handsome. Then five more men filed in. One had shaggy, shoulder-length, black hair, and onyx eyes. He was also wearing all black clothes. One had a goat-like goatee, and was wearing a hat that hid his hair. One was a large African-American man. Another was a Hispanic looking man with black hair. And the last one was almost as tall as Percy, and had curly brown hair that fell into his light blue eyes.

"I know you're assigned to Annabeth, but let me just say this one thing… You are a JERK!" Thalia exclaimed, looking pointedly at Percy.

"Let me introduce these men here before I start explaining. The man with the black clothes is Nico. The man with the goatee is Grover. The Hispanic one is Chris. The curly-haired one is Travis, and the last one is my servant Charles, but he likes to be called Beckendorf." They all waved, while we gave them death glares.

"Okay, you introduced them. Now, EXPLAIN!" Katie said, crossing her arms.

"Okay. We believe that you are innocent. We don't believe in witches, and that everything has a natural reason, even if we can't explain it. We volunteered because we want to help prove your innocence. I know you may not believe me, but it's true." He said, seeing our incredulous looks.

" Really? You're going to help me, prove my innocence?" I asked, standing up, and walked over to stand in front of them.

"Yes. We hate the fact that people are killed just because of a silly superstition. So do you believe us?" The one called Travis asked. The girls all looked at me, and I nodded. They nodded as well.

"Yes. Where do we start?"

A/N: Hey! Hope you liked it! Sorry I made Beckendorf a servant, but that's the way things worked back then. I didn't want to make him a servant, but you're just going have to wait and see wait happens. Review if you did! Review if you didn't! Heck flame it for all I care! PEACE!