Hello guys, I hope you like the story. I think it is something a little bit different, but I really saw the chases story as something interesting.

Percy Jackson's universe belongs to Rick Riordan.

"This is not my day"

Annabeth had said those words thousands of times in her life. Usually, they were followed by deadly battles, letters floating on the page or the end of the world. But that day, she had encounter a far more deadly situation than all of that.

Traffic on the highway.

And that wasn't the worst part.

She was the trapped in a car with an awful singer.

A magic sword named Jack.

"Will he ever shut up?" Annabeth asked, hitting the wheel with her forehead. The magical weapon ignored her, and continued singing Because of you by Kelly Clarkson. She was seriously thinking about locking the sword at the back of the truck.

"Sorry Annabeth" said Magnus chase, Annabeth's cousin. "Sometimes is very hard to convince him to go pendant mode again".

Annabeth moved her head from the wheel and turned to look at his cousin. He looked tired and and stressed out. He had bags under his eyes, his hair looked dull and greasy and his eyes watched everything with a certain hint of sadness.

She had been worried since yesterday, when he called her asking to meet her for an urgent matter. She tried to figure out what was wrong, but he just said that it was better to show her. So she kept herself from asking more questions and planned her trip from New York to Boston. At first she decided to go by train, but his boyfriend Percy and his stepfather had insisted her to borrow their car. Percy was worried about all the monster attacks that were happening more recently, so he wanted her something to crash with. She tried to refuse the offer but accepted it at the end.

She was kind of regretting it at the moment, but for some reason she could sensed Magnus relaxing when he discovered they were traveling by car. His attitude was getting her nervous. She tried to smile reassuringly.

"It's okay. The radio is not working anyway, so it's good to have a distraction along the way" she said, flipping through the radio stations again. Magnus smiled at her gratefully and looked out through the front window.

"The line is moving" he said.

Annabeth followed his gaze, before starting to rode at a moderate speed through the highway. Jack changed his pop mood to a rock one and started singing Red Flag from Billy Talent.

"So, where are we going again?"

"To a forest...three hours away"

"Yeah, that's the only thing you told when you hopped in the car...but where exactly?"

Magnus kept avoiding her eyes and he didn't respond at the last question. At first, Annabeth thought he didn't want to tell her because he was afraid of what she might have said, but after looking more closely to his expression, it finally dawned on her.

"You don't even know, do you?"

Jack's karaoke time ended abruptly and an awkward silence filled the small Prius. Even while she was driving, she could sense Magnus tense under her question. It wasn't normal about him to just ask her to do something he didn't even know nor his expression of tiredness of his face. Annabeth was starting to feel the usual hallow on her chest, telling her something very bad was behind all of this.

"Magnus..." Annabeth started trying to wear her soothing voice. It always worked with her brothers, and Percy. "It is normal to be afraid and to ask help from someone. I'm your family, whatever it is bothering you, I will do anything to help you, no matter how grave it is".

He stayed quiet.

"Ah, señor,didn't you tell Sam that we were going to attend family matters?"

Magnus turned on his seat to look at Jack as deadly as possible. Annabeth looked at the sword through the rear view mirror and arched her eyebrow at him. In just a 1/10 of a second, Jack was back in pendant mode.

Magnus sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

"I had a dream days ago..." Annabeth rolled her eyes. The gods were never original with their messages. Why couldn't it be a motive invitation my mail or an electronic card saying 'You have been chosen to be the hero number one million to die in a horrible and totally predicted way!'

"There was a cabin in the woods, and inside I could see a black fog coming out of a chest. When I woke up, I knew where this place was at and that I...that we had to go there..." Magnus stopped and look doubtful.

"Okay...but why?" Annabeth knew that sometimes asking that question was useless. She herself hadn't had much of an idea when she went on her multiple quests. But being the daughter of wisdom, she couldn't stop herself from asking for more information.

Magnus thought for a moment before replying.

"The chest had our family name on it"