Hello internet viewer! This is my first fan fiction and i intend on continuing this after the 1st review. The chapters will also be longer! I promise not to be a bore.

With love,

StrugglingFemaleWriter

I don't not own Percy Jackson but I thank Rick Rirodan for it!

I speculate sometimes the point in it all. The pain we are strangled with, and the grief that swallows our conscience. Why must all the ones who seem permanent fail? They abandon us or abuse us till no restoration is available. I yearn for something everlasting that shall stand smugly upon this land. Showing that it isn't impractical and the ones that are trying to craft an illusion of permanence can burn like the fire in the crackling fire. So only the true shall stand.

My name is Annabeth Chase. Daughter of the pristine Athena Minerva and the disgruntled professor, Fredrick Chase. I am twenty years of age and participating along with the other zombies in college. I enjoy being around ones who have some intellect though mine is superior. You could ask my boyfriend.

Luke is perfect. Tan as deep as the Sanfrancisco bay, blond hair laying is wisps across his forehead, and blue eyes that can permeate my façade We are content. I try to believe this but I know the truth. The sicken reality that intertwines with my life. He won't do this to me if he was as satiated as he pretended.

Can I blame New York? It is the best answer to our predicament yet it is wrong. I know it. I am wise but I wish I weren't. Maybe being oblivious isn't atrocious but the best mechanism for defense. That would be a benefit yet it would restrain my progression. What is worse? Being dumb or obliterating the pain?