Hey guys new story. I actually got this idea from watching Phantom of the Opera. I don't know how but it just came. So I hope you enjoy. I don't own Percy Jackson.
Imagine living in a world where you live among a species that never ceases to exist. They feed off other human beings and never fell any remorse. These awful creatures are known as vampires.
Now those movies such as "Twilight" and books like "Vampire Diaries" have it all wrong. These monsters don't feel any emotion, especially love.
I guess now might be a good time to introduce myself and explain why I hate them so much. My name is Annabeth Chase and those monsters killed my parents. My job is to hunt them down and kill them. I guess you could call me a vampire slayer.
This all happened when I was five. I was sitting in our living room building a model of the Empire State Building when a knock was heard at the door.
"Athena, take Annabeth upstairs please." My father said.
My mother picked me up and did as my father had said. My mother had a look of panic and sadness in her grey eyes. She knelt down so she could look me square in the eyes.
"Annabeth, I love you and I know you will grow up to do such amazing things. I will always be proud of you." My mother told me. She pushed a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear.
"But mom-." I said as tears started to fill my eyes.
"I need you to be brave for me and no matter what you hear you need to stay up here, okay."
"Mommy, what is going on?" I asked shaking uncontrollably.
"Promise me."
I couldn't speak so I just shook my head yes. She kissed me one last time before heading back down stairs. A few minutes later their screams filled the house. I wanted so badly to run to them but remembered my mother's words. Instead I ran to the window. I saw a man walking away but before he vanished from my sight he turned. From then on I would never forget those sea green eyes.
I hope you all like it so far. Reviews are greatly appreciated and see you all again next chapter.