Mount Olympus, right after the Giant War

"So, Percy," Zeus questioned. "As a reward for your heroism we would like to grant you a gift. How about immortality, hmmm?"

"No thanks," Percy told him.

"Oh come on," Zeus replied. "You'd come study beside your father, hm?"

"Absolutley not," Percy responed. "I won't do anything without Annabeth."

"Good, she'll come too."

"What?" They both said in unision, as they dissapeared into a flash of light.

Mt Olynpus, Athena's Workshop 2800 AD

"Excuse me," Zeus said, opening in the door. "Annabeth, I have a question for you."

Annabeth looked up from her sketch, "Shoot."

Zeus gave her an outline of the United States. "If we had a problem with the 50 states, how would you fix it?"

Annabeth laughed. "Oh, that's easy," she responded, begining to draw on the paper. "I would divide them up into thirteen districts, and a Capitol. Each district will make a seperate item, and the Capitol would be like Washington DC, housing the political parties." She gave the paper back. "Is this a test? Did I pass?"

"Er, Yes," Zeus responded. "And you passed!"

Mt. O, Athena's workshop, 2999 AD

"Excuse me, Annabeth," Zeus asked, with a notebook. "Remember that test you had two centries ago, where you made the districts? What would you do if those districts rebelled against the Capitol?"

"Another easy question," Annabeth exclaimed, taking the notebook. "I would pick an event called The Hunger Games, where each year, two tributes, a boy and a girl from each district," She wrote details in the notebook. "Did I pass?"

"Yup."

Athena's Workshop, 3999 AD

"Come on, Annabeth," Athena urged. "The goddess of Sea Creatures! Just think. Annabeth goddess of Sea Creatures! Doesn't that have a nice ring to it?"

"It does not have a ring to it," Annabeth screamed. "And I do not want to rule over sea creatures! How stupid is that?!?"

"Annabeth, Demeter is will to give up your throne for you!" Athena said in a voice that made it sound more like a question.

"NEVER!" Annabeth hollered.

Poseidon's Workshop, 3999 AD

"C'mon Percy," Poseidon urged. "The god of Architecture! Isn't that nice?"

"You guys don't even know me at all!" Percy yelled. "Annabeth should be Architecture, not ME!"

Mt. Olympus Courtroom 3999 AD

"Let's see," Zeus began. "After hearing both sides of the arguement-"

"Uh, we just began, sir," Percy corrected.

"Eh, never mind that," Zeus responded. "We already have the results from the jury."

Demeter waltzed up and gave him an envelope with a celestial bronze seal. He grabbed it and tore it open slowly.

"With a unanimous vote," Zeus said slowly. "Perseus Jackson and Annabeth Chase are considered."

"Oh no," Annabeth whispered under her breath.

"Guilty."

"What are you going to do know, watz?" Annabeth asked. "Lock us up for a few millenia or something?"

"I'll be happy to let you know," Zeus said in a tone that sounded like it wasn't happy. "I am taking away your immortality and bringing you back to earth."

"Eh," Annabeth shrugged. "How much could Camp change in a few millenia anyways?"

"Lots," Zeus answered. "Because there is no more Camp Half-Blood, or Camp Jupiter! Instead, I am sending you to the closest place to New York."

"Where?" Percy asked.

"District 12."

"WHAT?!" Annabeth screamed. "YOU said that was a TEST. A TEST!!!!!!!"

"I also said the Hunger Games were. But I lied."

Three Months Later, District 12, Annabeth's POV

Percy and I sat in a tree in the woods. The Reaping, courtesy of me, was almost here. The Quarter Quell announcement was also tonight, since it was the 100th Hunger Games.

"It's all my fault." I admitted. "I should have knew Zeus was pulling my leg when he said it was a test."

"Eh," Percy responded, shrugging his shoulders. "Even just being here for a few months, it's a heck of a lot better than Mount Olympus."

I sighed, then whipped her head around and shot a squirrel. Percy and I were very surprised when we found out how good we were with the bow.

"Well," I said, hopping down to the next branch then onto the forest floor. "We should get going."

We walked toward the fence and hopped over it. They were lucky, too. Once Percy got over, the electricity turned on. We made our way toward the Seam, passing the newly build Hob, courtesy of yours truly. We had to skip it today, but it was probably closed anyways. Since the reading of the Quarter Quell was mandatory.

The girl who let us in was a woman around 40 or 50, but you couldn't tell by looking at her. She had dark hair without any gray streaks, and shimmering gray eyes. Her skin was pretty fair, with only a few wrinkles from her exposure to the sun. Her fingers were long and nimble, never touching coal dust in her life, but instead used for cooking or medical purposes only. She said to call her Aunt Freyna, and to pretend I was her niece, and Percy my friend.

She has another daughter and son as well. The daughter was Canary who was about 9. She has long, curly red locks and gray eyes. She has a light dusting of freckles across her cheeks, and always was found playing with the baker's niece, Tasha. The son, Gavin, was mine and Percy's age, 16. We didn't see him a lot, since he spent his time in the mines. He has dark, messy hair and dull gray eyes.

We knocked lightly on the door of the rickety, old house then walked in.

Aunt Freyna was at the cutting board, chopping up the leftover rabit from yesterday's game. We gave her one of the squirrels, then stored everything else in the icebox in the back. The tv was sitting in the middle of the room, which seemed odd to me since Percy and I never had seen anything mandatory before. Gavin was sitting in the corner, playing with the same long, nimble fingers as his mom. His hair was darker than usual, so I knew he came here from the mines. Canary was at Tasha's, she told us this morning.

"Percy, Annabeth," Freyna said, looking up from the counter. "We're having a guest tonight. One of my friends, Primrose's, sister."

"Got it," I replied, storing our bows and arrows in the sturdy, wooden box in the corner. We knew Prim, but never heard about a sister.

A few minutes later, I was at the counter helping Aunt Freyna, while Percy was trying to have Gavin at least wipe down his clothes. Gavin was in his own world. Percy finally gave up as I was putting the last kabob onto the stone plate. Percy and I grabbed the rug from the line outside, and placed it down in front of the television. We just smoothed out the last wrinkle when there was a knock at the door.

Aunt Freyna opened it up, where a girl around 40 was standing, smiling.

"Hi, Freyna!" She exclaimed. "Gavin doing Ok?"

"More or less," Freyna sighed. "He still refuses to talk."

The girl caught our eye, and we caught hers. She had dark hair in a braid down her back and gray eyes. She had fair skin, and a slim build.

"Who are they?" she asked.

"Oh, that's my niece Annabeth," Freyna told her. "She and her friend Percy escaped from district 10 after the Peacemakers invaded. I think you'll like them, Katniss."

Katniss moved her eyes to the icebox, the wooden box, then back to us. I was frightened for a moment that she would turn us in, but then she laughed.

"Natural born hunters too, I see," Katniss pointed out.

About half an hour later, we were all seated around the television, ready to watch.

President Snow came up, and grabbed the envelope marked 100.

"On the fouth Quarter Quell," He began. "On the 100th Hunger Games, children of the age of 16 will be put in double."

I had to keep Percy from hyperventilating.

"Also, the arena will have a different type of weather everyday. Thank you."