A/N: Hello people of earth! So I recently finished writing my first story Assassin Lover and because I couldn't stay away from the keyboard, I decided to write a new story! So here it is! When I was scrolling through fanfictions, I noticed something. There are hardly any Divergent Percy Jackson fanfictions, and of the ones that are there, hardly any of them are finished. That made me mad. So I started thinking of a plot idea, and it slowly evolved into a whole story. This was during Assassin Lover and because I didn't want to write two stories at once, I patiently waited until I finished writing so that I could start my new idea.

For those of you who have asked if I am going to write a sequel to Assassin Lover, I will, but it won't be for a couple of months. I have a couple new story ideas that I want to try out, and I think that you will all really like them. I am sorry to those of you who wanted a sequel soon, but it will be up eventually so stay tuned!

So, I am done talking now, and I can start on my new story, so yay! I hope you all like it, and please give me feedback on this story, both good and bad! Without anymore babbling from me, I give you the prologue of Falling for you.

disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson series, nor are any of the characters mine. I also do not own the Divergent series, the only thing I own is a pair of converse and the plot line to this story.

Prologue

Annabeth POV

I've come to the conclusion, that I hate love. I despise even the very thought of love with every fibre of my being.

Love is illogical, there is no pattern or formula to see if you have got the right love, or the wrong love.

I like think of myself as a smart woman. I graduated at the top of my class, and I was always able to figure out the problems in front of me. The problem could be finding the keys to my car, or it could be solving the equation put up on the board by my professor. No matter the complexity, I could always solve the problems by thinking logically, and complete them without too much difficulty.

I thought that logic could solve every problem. No matter what, as long as you used your head, you can figure it out.

That was until I came across love. The most illogical and confusing thing in the entire universe.

When you think you are in love, you walk around blindly feeling your way through the dark void of uncertainty, giving so much trust in someone, that they have the power to destroy you.

To love is to destroy. (A/N: and this is not my quote, but try and guess what book it is from. Yay to you if you are right!)

Knives can cut, swords can stab, but love can wipe out entire civilizations. I should know, I witnessed the power that love has, I witnessed the power that burnt down the city I used to call home.

It was love that destroyed the city, along with hate. But I have come to realize that love is hate, and hate is love. When you are in love, you can so easily cross over the blurred lines, and feel nothing, nothing except hate. Love and hate are almost exactly alike. They are both fuelled by desire. The desire that burns inside of you, the need for something, the need for someone, that keeps the never ending fire burning. The desire for power, the desire for another, whether it be someone or something. Nothing can stop you when you have the desire that is fuelled by hate or love.

But unlike hate, love can sometimes rebuild the cities that have been destroyed. Which makes me realize, that love is the most powerful force that we have in this sick minded world.

When you find love, or think you have found it, you would imagine it will make you feel warm and whole on the inside. I have no idea who said that, but they are completely wrong. Love does not make you feel that. Love eats away at you, slowly, bit by bit, so that you don't notice it, until every happy thought and memory that you ever had, is gone. Washed away by the sick facts of pain and brutal reality.

Love is like a drug. Giving you just enough to survive, but after every encounter leaving you more addicted to it than before.

Once, when I was young and foolish, I thought that I had found love. The real love, not the idiotic fake kind that they talk about in children's fairy tales. When I was around him, my heart wouldn't just skip a beat, it would stop all together. There weren't butterflies in my stomach, there were waves churning inside of me, as if there was an internal tsunami in my body.

We could look into each other's eyes for hours, and he was on my mind every second of the day, every single day of the week.

I later found out that it wasn't meant to be. We were complete opposites, as cliche as it sounds.

We were foolish, and although I knew that it could never last, although I knew that if we didn't end it someone else would end it for us, I fell deeper and deeper in love. We were digging ourselves into each other's soul, weaving into one another's webs, until we were so intertwined with each other's every thought and feeling, that we couldn't get back out.

But you see, I don't regret it. Not for one second. Because Percy Jackson, made me feel things that I have never felt before. Percy made me feel like you are standing on top of a high building, about to jump off. Your heart rate quickens, as the adrenaline pumps through your veins. You have a moment of doubt, all of the what if's run through your mind momentarily. And then you stick one foot in front of the other, and you jump. And it's the most wonderful feeling in the world. It's not like falling, it's like flying. But then you hit the ground, and it's over, and you are left feeling worse than you did before, you feel worse than you've ever felt in your entire life.

But like I said I don't regret it, because even though I hate love, even though if I could destroy every little bit of love left in the world, I wouldn't. Because whatever twisted and messed up emotions I felt for Percy Jackson, it was love that kept me close to him, and I wouldn't change a single thing that happened. Not even a single day.

A/N: So that was the prologue of Falling for you. it doesn't really say much, or anything really about the story, but it does have some major points that will be important later on to the story. I will try to update the next chapter by the end of this week, but for those of you have read Assassin Lover while it was being written, you know that I have trouble staying on an updating schedule. But I promise that I will never leave a story incomplete, unless there is not a single person on the face of the earth who likes it, and wants to keep reading it. Well that's all I have to say, thank you to all who have read this, talk to you all soon!

-Xoxo RedHeadeReader22