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Disclaimer" Do not own PJO or any of its characters.

Well, may not be fantastic, I am busy caring for my pregnant wife, but I'll try my best.

Annabeth's POV

Tell me. What is the influence you have to be under to beat someone. What state of mind must you have to almost take ones soul from them. Answer me this question, for it is one of few I can not figure out.

The tragedy of being beat is something I suffered. The story, is here, if your tears are held back, and your heart is not swelled already.

Walking home, was all I had to do to suffer this fate. I was walking after studying with my friend Hannah, and came across a group of men, sixteen maybe seventeen, I will never know.

"Hey, what do you think your doing on our property lady?" was the only thing I heard before I was smacked and thrown on the ground. I screamed, and instinctively reached for my dagger, but I had left it at home. "Oh, did that hurt?" Another boy asked while kicking my stomach.

I realized something. I had no weapon. These boys were much stronger than me. And I was in a state of shock. In other words, nothing could help me, nothing could save me, I was completely defenseless.

I barely had time to register my thoughts when I was kicked again, this time square on my forehead. I started crying, and tried once again to get up and run, but there was no use in my actions, for I was only pushed down again, followed by another kick.

"Did I tell you to move! NO! Now just deal with your punishment or it'll be worse!" The first man yelled. He grabbed me by the hair and threw me again. I yelped, loudly and horrifically. I thought of my mother, Please mother, help me, please. But no response. I was kicked and shoved more times than I could count, hit more times than I could register, and I screamed two times more than the total of both of those.

"Alright! Never step FOOT on our property again or we leave you good as DEAD!" The oldest looking man screamed right in my ear while pulling me up by my hair. "Get it, lady?" I nodded the best I could He dropped my hair and with the rest of his pack, went toward a house pretty far away. Not..... even.....on....their.....property. Went through my brain before I blacked out.

"Oh, I really hope she wakes up soon." I heard a voice above me. I started blinking my eyes open. "Whoa, I'm psychic, anyway, ANNABETH! I heard you were left on the side of the road, are you OK?"

I blinked some more and squinted. "Wh...Wh.... what?" I asked. I had absolutely no idea who was talking to me. "Wh....who are you?" I questioned. I was really confused, left on the side of the road, psychic people, ha?

"Annabeth, it's me, Percy, come on you have to remember me, right?" The boy above me asked. Percy, Percy, do I know a Percy?

"I don't believe we've meet. Unless your like, Percy Weasley, then I've heard of you, I think." I answered him. He was confusing me very badly.

"Sir, we need you to leave now, don't want to overwhelm her right when she wakes up, might make her more upset than she already is. " A guy in a white coat said to the boy named Percy.

"Yes sir, but, I think she has amnesia, she doesn't know who I am."

"Ah, that is very likely Percy, I'll check it out, you just go outside there and I will check it out." The boy nodded and headed out of the room. "So Annabeth, how are you feeling?"

"Why do you care, who are you anyway, who was that kid, why did he say I was left on the road, I'm so confused!" I yelled. I was sick of not knowing what was going on.

"Hun, listen........."

"No! Don't call me hun, what are you a stalker!? Just leave!" I would not let this happen. I tried to sit up, but my back was acing nastily.

"OK, just sit down, I will go get you some ice, and tests will be run immediatly.

Hope you liked it, sorry if grammar mistakes, I actually wroe this in a hospital room. Please review!