Pandora's Curse

by silverlacedhunter

Percy and Annabeth are in Tartarus and there's only one person who can get them out. Crimson is a sixteen year old girl who's had a pretty crappy life. But things get interesting when a new student shows up and flips her whole world upside down. Crimson's got a curse though, and a confusing prophecy on top of it and little does she know that every move she makes determines her fate

1. Chapter 1

Prologue Ψ

I hate to start off on such a bad note but my life seriously sucks. I've lived around the same people my whole life and I've never been able to fit in. For one, no one else in my town has been diagnosed with ADHD or Dyslexia. No one else has eyes that shift from blue to green, and they don't have jet black hair. I live in a small town where no one ever leaves and no one really comes in. Ever since I was a toddler I had been isolated life a freak, and to everyone that's what I was. On top of that I'm extremely socially awkward. Any time I'm forced to work with or talk to people I'm not comfortable with, my stomach burns like someone is pouring acid into it. Needless to say, I spend every single day alone. It sounds really pathetic doesn't it? That's easy for you to assume! If you had to spend one day around these jerks who were worse than the devil's spawn, you'd prefer to be alone too! Once when I was around five years old, this girl Bianca and her little crew of zombies cornered me on the playground. They stepped on my lunch and then pushed me into the mud. Then Bianca got her twin brother Julian to sit on me so Bianca could chop off my ponytail. The entire school laughed at me until my hair grew back. Obviously Bianca got away with it; her parents are insanely rich, so everyone does whatever she says out of fear.

It's kind of unfair that I'm the only person in this entire town who's hated and isolated. I wouldn't mind it so much if I had someone I trusted to turn to, but I don't. My mother was killed when I was six, right in front of me. I can still remember everything, although I never speak about it because it would definitely land me in an institution. Ever since then I've lived in various foster homes.

Well enough about the depressing part of my life, fair warning my life is quite depressing. At least it was for a while; recently weird things have been happening. Things I can't explain. I should probably start from the beginning; it'll be easier now that you have some kind of idea as to who I am. Oh and let's make one thing clear, I don't need or want your pity, so keep it to yourself! Now that that's out of the way, welcome to my world.