Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson.

Prologue:

Annabeth's POV

'Mom? Mom!' I stood still as I watched my mother fall to ground, a knife stuck in her stomach. Her glassy eyes look over. She opens her mouth to say : 'Annabeth dear, I love you. Live for me. Please.' With that one last word, she exhales and she went still. 'Mom! Please! Oh, don't die on me. ' I yelled. I walked over, and took her hand. I felt her wrist. There was no pulse.

I laid next to her, just wanting to die. Maybe I would be reunited with her. She was my last family. Will anyone ever love me again? What were her last words? 'Live for me.' I took a deep breathe and slowly, with my trembling hands, closed her eyelids. I put my still trembling hand over my heart and looked at her, saying : 'Vade in pace. Go in peace. May the Gods be with you.'

Beep beep!

I woke up and curled up in a ball, head between my knees, sobbing. It was just a dream, I told myself.

But no, it was real. It was a memory. I dug my fingers into my hand so hard I drew blood. 'Live for me' my mom had said. I will mom, but only for you. I tried to stop my tears flowing. But I couldn't control it. I could not control myself. I beg myself to stop, but it seemed as if my body has another mind of its own. Come on, Annabeth. It's time for school. You are stronger than this remember. One day, you'll be reunited with mom. Remember, you promised. I slowly talked myself out of it.

I got up, went to the bathroom and wiped the tears off my face. I promise.