Chapter 1: Annabeth's Life Story

I was inspired by Tangled for some reason. I hope you enjoy this story so far :) Oh and by the way, the characters might be OOC and it is an AU story.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own PJO


Centuries ago, a ray of sunlight, so bright fell and spread warmth on bare ground and finally, a golden flower bloomed. The old and hideous monster, Medusa, found the flower and discovered that if she sings a certain song to the flower, it discharged an aura that restored her youth and her beauty.

Time passed and the goddess Athena had fallen deathly ill, even though the gods cannot die, it was still a concern to all the Olympians. Zeus ordered Hermes, Apollo, and Artemis to find anything that will heal Athena. The gods heard legends about a golden flower that will heal anything and that it was nearby. With the help of the oracle, they finally found the flower and used it as an elixir to heal Athena. To everyone's relief, Athena was healed. Shortly after, she gave birth to a baby girl that had blonde hair and stormy grey eyes.

Ahem, away from all the seriousness, Athena gave birth with her mind... What? Don't look at me 'cause I've got NO idea how that happens either. Now back to the seriousness.

Medusa being selfish and vain, wanted to keep her eternal beauty and youth that transformed her back into the woman before she was turned into that hideous monster. So she took the baby away from the goddess. And the fact that she was stealing from Athena made the revenged sweeter. She and the baby hid in an abandoned tower.

When the goddess found out that her daughter disappeared she was outraged and devastated and sent her owl looking for her and the other gods too. Athena even tried to look for her daughter herself but no luck and the cruel Fates would not help her either. The missing daughter who was Annabeth.


I sighed as I finalized my drawing of the place I have dreamt of ever since I could remember—Camp Half-Blood. My dreams are almost always the same. It felt like watching a TV series of some sort. It showed kids wearing orange t-shirts having fun doing all sorts of activities I really wanted to do. The place itself was amazing, a crystal blue lake with mountains on either side of it and a big house on the right of the entrance. The big house was painted sky-blue and looked peaceful enough. In front of the house, there was a volley ball court and a huge pine tree. I tried to look further in but my dreams would stop immediately and I would wake up. Which really sucked.

I have longed to go set foot to the outside world. But my mother, Medusa, did not allow me. So I'm stuck in this boring and old tower... Forever. It sounds pretty cliché and weird for a sixteen year old girl to be stuck in a tower like a princess in modern times. Our conversations would go something like this:

"Mom can I please just go outside? Please, please, please." I pleaded. My mother just sighed and looked at me.

"I already told you Annabeth, it's too dangerous out there." She replied.

"Oh come on, just like a centimeter away from the tower and you can come with me to make sure I won't run away!" I said trying to convince her. Medusa seemed to hesitate but straightened herself up.

"No." This clearly meant that that was the end of the discussion.

And yeah, I found it quite odd that my mother was named after a monster in Greek mythology. Something about Medusa seems to set me off. We never seem to get along so well. Sometimes I can notice the look of hatred that my mother gives me but I brushed it off. Well I live with her. I might as well get used to it.

I started to think about Medusa's myth. Medusa used to be very beautiful and how she ran away from Poseidon and went into the temple of Athena begging for help. But Athena was outraged that Medusa would do such a thing that she turned her into the most hideous creature mankind has ever seen. Medusa had snakes for her hair and can turn anyone into stone if they look at her in the eyes. I shuddered, it was very disturbing but I doubt that my mother is the same Medusa from, well, the Medusa. But I admired Athena; I always thought that she was the best god out of all the Olympians.

At a young age, my mother told me never to cut my curly blonde hair even though I attempted three times but she always stopped me and got really mad at me. Now my hair is up to my waist. Yes, it's that long. Also, as I've said before, I've never stepped a foot outside, I've been spending my whole entire life here. My mother taught me all the basic things like how to read, write, cook, sew, and how to survive just in case. One day, I was exploring the old tower since it was quite boring and I had absolutely nothing to do, and I stumbled upon a huge library. Call me a nerd but I love to read and to study and to learn new things every day. It makes me very happy. I started to read a lot of the Greek mythology books and every day I kept visiting and visiting. And I taught myself how to read and speak in Ancient Greek. It's weird, really. I'm ADHD and dyslexic so reading in English is very hard for me but I still try but reading in Ancient Greek comes very easy to me. It's like the words rearrange themselves for me.

Medusa found out that I've been reading all these books and she grounded me and told me to stay away from them which was NOT fair at all.

So here I am now, sneaking in to retrieve books from the library and reading every hour that she's away. Then a plan formulated in my head. Medusa is away getting more food and this is the perfect time to sneak out! I hurried to check outside of my window. Medusa is not here yet good. Then I stuffed my sketch book, a Greek book about buildings and architecture, (did I mention that I love to sketch buildings?) and another one about Athena in my makeshift backpack. I crept under my bed to retrieve a shiny bronze dagger that glowed dimly in the dark and stuffed that in there too. And finally, I went to go get some food. I promised myself that I'll be back by tomorrow. I don't care if mother will get mad at me and "ground" me forever as long as I can taste freedom—even if it's just for a day.

I heard someone moving behind me and I froze hoping mother wouldn't notice my bag. I slowly turned around and gasped. A strange guy was climbing up and onto my window. What the heck is he doing here? Who is this guy? I don't think mother would invite him. I tried to calm myself down and stealthily walked outside of my room and downstairs and into the kitchen.

"If he's a thief then I have more weapons here to defend myself." I muttered. I fished my bag for my dagger and went to go get a frying pan.

"What the heck? Why isn't anyone here?" The mysterious man said rather loudly. I crept up behind him and I was about to hit him with my frying pan. I didn't want to kill him with my dagger... yet. Then he turned around and his green eyes widened and I panicked and hit him in the head with the frying pan a little harder than necessary...


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