Title: Parallel Lines
Summary: In which Percy and Annabeth's story relates to Hades and Persephone./They were forever lines; infinity lines meeting.\\They were separate lines ever so meeting halfway; parallel lines that never met.
Pairing: Percy and Annabeth/Hades and Persephone
Disclaimer: Percy Jackson is not owned by me, nor does the myth. However, I twisted up the myth so it corresponds with the actual storyline, so, yeah, don't mind that.
Warning: Very OOC. It's all to fit the storyline. Yes, some maybe some will think Thalico would fit this better, but I don't think the role Percy is playing would be appropriate for Nico.
Author's Note: So, I got this story idea from Drama class, like I had a random epiphany. And I feel so guilty I made a new one shot instead of working in Box of Crayons, I really do hope I still got some readers out there but good news is, I planned like 7 chapters of the story. Bad news is, I only wrote 1/7 of those. Now, the thing is, I'm only going to update once I finish writing those seven chapters and I hope you'll bear with me. I really do.
Side note: italics= past. normal = present.
"If a coin comes down heads, that means that the possibility of its coming down tails has collapsed. Until that moment the two possibilities were equal.
But on another world, it does come down tails. And when that happens,
the two worlds split apart."
― Philip Pullman
Percy watched Annabeth from afar admiringly. He never had the courage to waltz up in front of her and just let the words speak. Sure, they were friends-despite Percy's several attempts to step out of the friend zone-, but that just wasn't enough for Percy. Every time he tries to tell Annabeth what he's feeling, the words are tied in his tongue and refuses to drip down. It was as if the words were glued in his mouth, and every time he attempts to talk about the cursed subject, the side effect was stuttering. It was an admirer's worst dream; having his words tongue tied.
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Although, that doesn't stop Percy from striking and trying to get the words out. He despises how he's so shy and hates himself for it, but his words weren't the only reason. Annabeth has this mother who doesn't exactly rub Percy's feet. She wasn't fond of him, quite the opposite actually. The pure hatred pulled out of nowhere completely amazes Percy as he does not know the true reason. Athena just hates Percy and he cannot pinpoint why.
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Every time Percy tries to ask Annabeth out, his mother appears out of thin air and dismisses the thought. Athena's pure wishes of keeping her daughter away from influences other than her, gravely annoys both Percy and Annabeth. Athena has this mask in which she somehow manipulates Annabeth to fall into her words and not into the others who speak. Athena locks Annabeth from the world in a form of isolation; hoping not to lose her.
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But what Athena doesn't know is that she lost Annabeth years ago.
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Hades was the outcast. He wasn't loved; never once you have heard mortals offering with words "To Hades, the powerful and all mighty."
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He was the light casted among the shadows; the grass never once meeting a sheet of light; and the apple at the top of the tree no one hardly touches.
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Despite his low status among the land that fears and cowers in his presence, his heart was attracted to the forbidden fruit. She was the light among the valley; the light he so badly aches for. Hades watches her from a distance, never once exchanging conversations but instead glances.
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But maybe glances were enough.
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It was enough for Hades to know that she was the one. Yes, the way her red coiled hair drops down her back; not to mention how her emerald green eyes glisten in the sun with every hour spent tending the crops. He knew his heart was stolen by Persephone and even though this feeling was so alien for him, he couldn't help but fall deeper and deeper in its trance; the trance in which we call love.
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But the pure bliss of love is cut short when reality is involved. Hades knows Persephone's mother's obsession of protecting her daughter. He heard that she never once had interaction with people none other than her mother and the very so often glances the two exchange. But despite the slim chances the two had, Hades couldn't help but to keep on dreaming.
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He knew Demeter was only an obstacle to their never ending cycle of love and that she was a test to prove his admiration for her.
Hades knew.
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He knew.
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And he was determined to get her.
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To her mother, Annabeth was her puppet. Annabeth was attached to strings she oh so badly wanted to break out of. The rules she had engraved in her mind and the voices that sounded so much like her mother's kept pestering and influencing every choice she made.
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She hated the impact her mother had on her. She hated how she allowed the voices to enter much more control her every waking thought.
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But when Percy came into her life, she felt a sense of freedom and an ounce of admiration. She loves how he makes her feel so free and lets those strings her mother sewed on her loosen every time they spend together. He had such an impact on her, but it was one she didn't mind.
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Yes, Percy is her best friend. It was only he who relieved all the stress she had etched on her shoulder; the only one who truly made her comfortable. She loves the sensation and bliss that choruses through her when Percy is with her. She loves it way too much to lose, and she knew her mother is capable of doing so. But it was time to rip those strings out her mother carefully sewed on her.
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He was her day; the one thing she looked forward to every didn't care what her mother said, it was only now she realized the influence her mother had on her was a long shot.
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She knew her mother is very much more than capable of ruining the relationship she so badly wanted to start. The relationship was never meant to be for Annabeth's mother had etched a mark way too deep for Annabeth to cover. But it was time to rip those strings out her mother carefully sewed on her.
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It was time to rip those strings out and be free.
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one.
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two.
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three.
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rip.
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she's free.
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She was a prisoner in a land she was trained to love. She was a victim of her mother's need to keep those she loves away from those who have chances of ruining the bond. Though, Persephone is only a human being. She needs the sense of freedom she so badly aches.
Sometimes Persephone wants to rebel. Her mother had made it impossible for Persephone to be free. She feels so incredibly claustrophobic that Persephone can feel her neck swelling from the several times her mother tried to cling on her.
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Attempt one was the worst;
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When a group of girls floundered upon the fields of flowers Persephone adored, her mother casted those innocent young ladies away and banished them to the cursed land for even saying one word to Persephone. Her one shot of freedom was instantly ripped out of her and Persephone didn't even experience it all.
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She wants that one special person to hold her, to touch her, and to feel her like no one else would. She needs to feel the wind brush against her cheeks without knowing her mother is watching from a distant.
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She is so lonely, words cannot compare the state Persephone is in. She needs someone, a suitor, yes. She is even so desperate that any person that ambles in her field, Persephone would grievously beg for them to take her away. Though she loves her mother dearly, SHE needs the sense of belonging.
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Her mother- Persephone feels like her mother is using her.
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She needs the warmth and not the cold.
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She wants the sun and not the moon.
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She wants the touch and not the choking.
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She wants freedomand not the prison.
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She wants him.
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She needs him.
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The one person that holds the key to unlock her prison.
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click.
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It was time for Percy to make his move and he planned it all to the very last detail.
He knew Annabeth would never agree to this and therefore,
he has one solution.
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To sneak to her house and convince her to go to a trip to Vegas.
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Yes, it was wild and yes it was crazy, but Percy was desperate. He needs to get this feeling he so badly aches out of his system. He needs to tell Annabeth how he feels, and of course, being the wild and free willing teenager he is; Vegas seemed like the perfect place.
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He knew Annabeth ached for freedom and if the one sliver of freedom she were to ever experience, Vegas would be the most appropriate. The flashing lights and the hypnotic thrill that choruses through you with every store you go to. And besides, it was a place where Percy actually knew how to get.
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It took some time to convince Annabeth to join him.
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"Annabeth, c'mon, you know it's time for you to be free. Trust me, Vegas will be it." Percy flashed Annabeth a bright smile, his hope slowly deflated with every waking thought in which Annabeth doesn't agree.
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Annabeth hesitated, and every time she's ready to shoot down the offer, Percy counters in and grins at her with that dazzling grin of his. Annabeth knew the consequences; she knew Annabeth's mom would go berserk, a storm of curses will wash over Annabeth. But it was a sense of thrill Annabeth aches.
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Vegas was the place, it was the place where the free goes; where everyone gets lost and gets the dose of reality.
And the one thought seemed to overpower the consequences Annabeth has at home.
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She's a teenager, the bliss of freedom is the one thing her body will eternally ache for.
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Besides, she has four days of freedom until she goes back to prison again.
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Annabeth sighed and smiled weakly at Percy, but deep down, she was squealing. "Yes, I'll go with you to Vegas."
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The way Percy looked at Annabeth made Annabeth melt into a puddle just by the mere sight of him. She knew just then, she made the right the decision.
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The choice in which love overpowers home.
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But maybe love is where home is found.
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She didn't exactly go with Hades willingly. It took several persuasions and trashing to the point of Hades having to kidnap Persephone. But as time consumed on during their journey, tension slowly decreased to the point where they were both comfortable with one another.
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Yes, it was completely peculiar for a the kidnapper to have befriended the kidnapped. it was absolutely surreal that she gave him a peck on the cheek. Hades doesn't know how to feel. with every emotion that meets the eye, he would feel numb.
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He never felt scared; nervous; angry; sad. Never. It was numb. It was as if his whole body was injected with novacaine. But yes, every since she came, all these feelings were washing over him.
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He was no longer immune to these emotions.
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She made him real.
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Yes, it may be creepy, and yes his mother was very much pissed at Hades but he was thoroughly convinced love powered the duo.
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Even though the beginning was rocky, the road at the end was smoothed.
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Annabeth knew it was foolish of her to run away with Percy; even if it was only for a couple of days.
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But she wanted to be free, she wanted to get away and up 'till this date; that was the best decision she ever made.
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They had fun; a lot of fun and she didn't have a collar that yanked her back to her mother. She didn't have the leash, she didn't have the strings, she didn't have the whistle. She was free.
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Annabeth ignored every text and attempted calls she got from her mother. She knew she was furious; of course she was, her daughter ran away but Annabeth didn't care.
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She wasn't be irrational, she was being logical.
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"I love you, Annabeth. Yes, yes I do."
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"Persephone, no you CANNOT leave. Do not leave me, you will not go to your mother. No.
She controls you. She does not love you as much as I DO."
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"Percy, Percy, my mother said yes. she understands me."
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"Ugh, mom, no, I will not stay with you for 6 months. Stop, STOP controlling my life!"
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They were happy, they were free. Forever intertwined in this love.
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She was in hell, he was the king of hell. Both never had such desire that so much resembles the other half. Maybe the feeling Hades felt from the start wasn't love, maybe it was lust.
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They felt love.
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They felt lust.
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They were now.
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They were before.
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They had an understandment, the feelings were mutual.
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It was love and admiration from a distance. Never once meeting before the capture. It was a one sided relation; one sided love, one sided lust.
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She was his life; he was her life.
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He loved her for her looks, the need to have someone in his life so very bad. She loved him for only the desperate desire to escape her mother; the one ticket out of hell, only to find she was going to hell.
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They were forever lines; infinity lines meeting.
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They were separate lines ever so meeting halfway; parallel lines that never met.
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Yes, the two's stories were similar; very similar indeed.
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They had both strong figures in their life in which they controlled the lead.
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Annabeth and Persephone both felt controlled, both felt used and had a strong, raw desire to escape.
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But maybe the two weren't so similar after all. Maybe the analogies were inaccurate, and weren't acutely precise.
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Despite the beginnings being so alike, the endings were not symmetrical.
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Maybe from a different angle, the ending that was left blank allowed people to visualize their own ending.
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In which the stories were alike from the start but very much different from the end.
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Somehow these stories crossed paths once in an every so infinity.
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But they will forever be parallel lines.
Confusing, yes, but I actually like this one. Definitely my second favourite thing I've written (first being Impressions) and yeah. Again, I apologize for not updating Box of Crayons and as soon as this is publish, I will get started with BOC. Please tell me you didn't give up on me, seriously, I'm incredibly worried if you did.
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Sorry for spelling mistakes and grammar .
R&R "Somehow these stories crossed paths once in an every so infinity. But they will forever be parallel lines."