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Chapter 1: Annabeth

Annabeth Chase was not a normal 10 year-old. She never had been. She didn't have magical powers or anything like that but she had experience much worse things in her 10 years of living than anyone should ever have to experience in their entire lives.

When she was 4 her mum died of cancer and after that, Annabeth's life went downhill. Her dad started drinking and sinking into a deep depression. For a whole year he pretty much ignored Annabeth. He started to get better when he met Susan and before she knew it, Annabeth had a new step-mum. She was called Susan and she was pure evil. She hates Annabeth with a fiery passion and took whatever opportunity she could to abuse her both physically and emotionally. Annabeth's father did nothing to stop it, in fact he tended to join in, especially when he came home ridiculously drunk. Things got better for a little while when Annabeth's twin step-brothers were born. For a while Susan and Fredrick had dedicated all their time and attention to them and Annabeth was left alone. For a six year-old she was amazingly smart, even with her dyslexia and ADHD. She loved school and thought of it as an escape from her pretty awful life. The only hard thing was covering her bruises and scars. She had to wear baggy clothes to try to hide them. The clothes she wore were pretty ugly as well so she got bullied. She ignored it though, it was nothing compared to what had been done to her.

Things got worse again after when Annabeth got told she was going to receive an award on parade. Even though she knew her parents hadn't paid attention to her for a while, some innocent part of her still though they would turn up. When she went up to receive her award, she shook hands with the principle and the proceeded to scan the crowds looking for her parents. They weren't there. A part of her broke then. She couldn't help it. She burst into tears and ran off of the stage and out of the hall. She ran straight home. No one was there. She locked herself in her room and cried until she had no tears left. After she had washed her face off, she went back into her room and curled up on her bed with her mum's book about architecture. she loved architecture and wanted to be an architect just like her mum was.

She knew she was in trouble when she heard the front door slam shut. She heard the foot-steps stamping towards her room. She tried to hide behind her book as her door was slammed open. Susan was standing in her door way. She looked absolutely furious. Annabeth had never seen her like this before. Susan ripped the book out of Annabeth' hands and threw it across the room. It smashed a vase and sent glass shards flying everywhere. "WHAT THE HELL DO THINK YOU WERE DOING?" Susan screamed at her.

Annabeth paled. Tears started forming in her eyes once again. "I'm sorry" she whispered "it's just you guys weren't there when I got my award and I… I didn't think, I'm sorry."

"YOU BETTER BE FRICKEN SORRY!" Susan slapped her, hard. "HOW SELFISH CAN YOU GET! THE WORLD DOESN'T REVOLVE AROUND 'LITTLE MISS ANNABETH! I HAD TO LEAVE WORK EARLY BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR COMPLETE STUPIDITY!" she punched her in the stomach.

Annabeth couldn't stop the tears that fell down her face. "I'm sorry Susan" she whispered again.

Susan punched her again. Harder this time. Annabeth collapsed. Susan just looked down at her with a disgusted look on her face. "You are a useless good for nothing piece of shit, just wait till your father hears about this." Annabeth tried to speak but instead she just whimpered. Susan turned to walk out of her room and Annabeth started to crawl across her floor towards her book. She completely forgot about the glass and when she put her had down on a piece she winced. Susan stopped walking just as Annabeth got to her book. She turned around and started to walk back towards Annabeth's small, shaking figure. When she saw what book she was holding her eyes looked like they had caught fire. She ripped the book out of Annabeth's hands and lifted her up by her collar. "You are just as useless as your stupid bitch of a mother." Annabeth blinked. Susan had never insulted her mother before. She got a bitter taste in her mouth and felt a fire ignite in her stomach. "My mother was an amazing person" she spat, "you are the bitch, you are nothing compared to her." Susan looked at her in surprise, it only lasted for about a second before it was replaced by a look of complete anger. She threw Annabeth to the floor, right on top of a particularly large piece of glass. Annabeth screamed as it pierced her skin, just below her ribcage. Susan picked up the book and started ripping the pages out. Annabeth screamed for her to stop but it was like something in Susan snapped. She just kept ripping until there was nothing left to rip. She lent down. So close to Annabeth's face, she could see the clumps of mascara on her eyelashes. "If you ever talk back to me again. I will kill you." Then she stormed out of the room, slamming the door on the way out.

Annabeth dragged herself toward the pile of shredded paper, doing her best to ignore the blinding pain coming from her side. It wasn't hard though, the pain from the glass, was nothing compared to the pain she felt when she looked at the shredded remains of her book. That was all she had left of her mother, besides a few fuzzy memories. Annabeth felt the tears returning to her eyes yet again but this time, she stopped. It was in this moment that she decided that nothing and no one would ever make her cry again. From that moment on, no one would ever hurt her again. With that thought in her mind, she picked herself up off the floor, wincing as her side burned in pain. She slowly lifted up her shirt and then sucked in a breath closed her eyes and dug her fingers into the cut. The pain was indescribable, she started to see spots dancing behind her eyelids. She pushed them away as she managed to get a hold of the piece of glass. She counted down from three and then ripped it out of her body. She bit back a scream and fought with everything she had to remain conscious. She fashioned a makeshift bandage out of one of her shirts. Then she grabbed her school bag and emptied it. She shoved a few shirts, knickers, socks and pants in. She snuck into the bathroom and grabbed her toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste. She then went back into her room and grabbed her owl toy. She knew that she couldn't take too much. After careful decision she decided to take her sketch book and pencils. On her way out of her room she grabbed her copy of Matilda off of her bookshelf.

After hearing Susan's voice coming from the back veranda, she tip-toed over to the kitchen and grabbed 2 tins of spaghetti, 2 apples, 1 banana, 3 oranges and 2 bottles of water. She also grabbed a knife from the kitchen drawer, just in case. She grabbed the tin of change off of the bench and counted out all the money, there was $20.55 in it. She put the money in the front pocket of her bag. She couldn't fit more things in if she tried. She could still hear Susan's voice coming from the backyard so she walked towards the front door, took a deep breath and opened the door and walked out.

Then, at just age 7, Annabeth Chase ran away from home and she didn't look back.