Hello my fellow readers, you may recognize this story (though I highly, HIGHLY doubt it), because I've posted it before. I took it down for many reasons including: I sucked at writing back then (and I'm still not the best), the first chapter ALONE only had around 250 words, and I just didn't really feel comfortable with it. I'm still wondering how I got so many favs on it. This book follows House of Hades, so yes, there will be spoilers. Also, like the Hero's of Olympus series, it will be POV's. I do have a poll up, because who doesn't like polls, that you sould totally check out. ANYWAY...continue on...
Annabeth
Annabeth woke up to the smell of the sea and a present on the foot of her bed. She stared up at the ceiling and groaned. Being a demigod meant danger. It also meant that she had to get up and go save the world from monsters.
One day, Annabeth thought, someone else will have to get up every morning to save the world from a giant shrimp or maybe a messed up cow, but for now, the world only has a small group of teenagers. They should feel so safe.
She sat up on her bed and looked around. Her room hadn't changed since her trip to Tartarus, and her friends made sure it wouldn't Her walls continued to be the same dull color and were clear of posters and pictures of friends or family. She didn't want to be reminded of her father in California. What if something was to happen to her? What would he do? She also couldn't think of Camp Half-Blood, her real home. All she wanted to do was sit at the pavilion and eat with her friends. Her desk remained clear since she hadn't had a recent project to really work on. Her laptop was lost in Tartarus, and the groups current mission was to get to Greece. It doesn't a lot of maps and charts to get to point B from point A (unless you're in math class).
With boredom about to kill her, Annabeth grabbed the package at her feet and examined it. It was wrapped in blue tissue paper and had a yellow tag on it that read:
To Annabelle Choke -well, her you go you little brat.
Annabeth laughed. It was no mystery who sent this. Dionysus has never once pronounced her name right to date. Or even really cared for her. She wanted so badly to open it, but if she did... it could be a disaster. For one, Zeus practically banned all gods from talking to their kids (if they did, for that matter) or any other demigod, and two, this was Dionysus. For all Annabeth knew, it could be a bomb that was about to explode in her face. But curiosity ate away at her, and she carefully opened the badly wrapped box, to see what was inside.