Hey guys this is my first Percy Jackson fic. It's Percabeth (naturally) just letting you know. A lot of you have been telling me that this is too similar to another (awesome) fic called Don't You Forget, and that's mostly because I've PMed the author for ideas before starting on this. But it's going to be totally different, believe you me, involving Annabeth-Luke-Percy triangle and Annabeth-Chelsea (who is a child of Athena by the way)-Percy triangle. A trip to the Underworld, an absolutely clueless prophecy. Sit back and enjoy!!

Smiles,

Annabeth

No, no, no!!!!!

This could not be happening to me. I would not accept it.

But as if to prove me wrong, a trilling voice drifted up the stairs and into my crammed attic room.

"Oh Anna!! Get up already, you sleepy head!!" and to my utter horror she burst through the door and started shaking me so hard that my whole bed shook. Gee, she could've been the daughter of Poseidon for all I knew. I did not know how it could get worse, Chelsea, my one and only cousin (AND MY SISTER NOW THAT SHE'S BEEN CONFIRMED A CHILD OF ATHENA) staying with us for who knows how many millennias.

What I didn't know was, it was about to get worse.

I groaned and ran a hand through the rat's nest that I called hair.

"Chels, leave me alone!!" I growled through the tattered grey beddings.

"Do you have any idea what time it is??" she rolled her chocolate brown doe eyes. Her gaze zeroed right on me and suddenly they gleamed dangerously. "Guess what guess what guess what!! I AM GOING TO CAMP HALF-BLOOD WITH YOU!!!!!" she squealed right into my ear.

"WHAT???" I bellowed, everything else forgotten, jumping up so quickly that blood rushed to my head making me dizzy.

"That's right," she gloated. "I'm going to STAY with you for the REST OF THE SUMMER!!!"

I was furious. How dare she! She just has to do better than me, always beating me in everything, smirking when she did so -- which was often.

"Come on Anna hurry up and get dressed!! Here let me help." She sighed in mock exasperation as I glared at her taunting figure and started to dig through my wardrobe.

"Ewww and you're supposed to wear this??" she said loudly, holding up my tattered teddy bear pyjamas gingerly by the hem.

"Give me that!" I said angrily as I started stuffing everything that Chels discarded into my grey suitcase.

Chelsea snorted. "Anna no offense (she obviously meant offense) but those clothes are so out of style." She struck up a pose in her black lacy dress with scarlet sandals with heels and ruby pendant.

"This is real ruby you know." Chelsea smirked as she surveyed me gawking. "It only cost about $3,000."

"That's it!!" I roared. "Out! Out!"

"What ever you say, miss." She blew a kiss at me.

I dragged my junk dressing table in front of the door and headed for the bath. Sighing, I examined myself as I stripped for the bath and waited for the hot water. I had a light tan, long caramel-gold curls that tumbled down halfway between my waist and shoulders, which now stuck straight up in a chaotic bun, and stormy grey eyes fringed with dark blond lashes. I pictured Chelsea. She had fluffy crimson curls and big brown oh-so-innocent eyes and impossibly long eyelashes. She had a light tan like me, but more evenly spread, and she was taller too.

I shook my head crossly to stop the crazy comparisons and stepped into the bath. The warm soapy water calmed me.

The shower was quick and as soon as I stepped out of bath and into my old dressing gown, the high trill that had haunted me so often was heading toward me again.

"Anna!! Hurry up already!!" Oh gods, she even stole the key to the bathroom!! I felt like Grover when he was trapped in a cave by Polyphemus.

Wait…Polyphemus, huh? I had a sudden flash of inspiration. I whipped off my invisibility cap and squashed it on top of my wet hair, being extra careful to position it so that it stayed dry. Just as I finished, Chels burst through the door.

"Anna!!...Huh??" she narrowed her eyes and looked around. Her eyes swept past me twice. Uh-oh, maybe this plan wasn't as brilliant as I thought it would be. And on top of that I had to go to the toilet, too. I shifted my weight to the other foot, causing my traitorous bathroom tiles to creak a tiny bit. Chelsea didn't notice anything. As if to check the temperature, she got out a bucket and dunked it in the tub. Then she suddenly whipped around and splashed the whole bucketful all over me!!!

"Aaargh!!" I screamed as the water hit me. My devil cousin leaped at me and snatched my prized hat off my head. It was the driest part of me, and the most important too, in my opinion. Chelsea smirked evilly. Very deliberately, very slowly she dangled the hat over the soapy water.

"NO!!" I cried. I leapt toward Chelsea and made a wild grab for my cap. The good news: I succeeded in seizing the hat. The bad news: My evil cousin straight from Tartarus shoved me into the water with a delighted screech, hat, dressing gown and all.

"Chelsea!!!! You moronic pig!!!!!!" I shrieked.

Then the bell rang in the doorway.

"Oh my gods!!" I whispered. I had completely forgotten that Percy was coming to pick me (and now Chelsea too, I suppose) up and to our beloved camp for heroes.

I tore down the corridor, not daring to stop and adjust my dripping hair just in case Chelsea herself opened the door. I wouldn't be able to bear it if Chels was rude to Percy.

Turns out that there was no need to worry about that.