A/N: Hi! I'm like incredibly new to this site..and I just wanted to take a shot at this. I do not own Percy Jackson (but Leo owns my heart).

A/N: Hi! I'm like incredibly new to this site..and I just wanted to take a shot at this. I do not own Percy Jackson (but Leo owns my heart).

**PROLOGUE**

Annabeth sighed as she stared at her reflection in the mirror, feeling a sinking feeling rise up in her stomach.

Never would Annabeth would have thought she would be here, wearing a wedding dress, waiting to walk down to marry the man her parents had desired she marry.

Her soon to be husband, Luke Castallen, seemed like a golden boy, the perfect man for any girl. She knew her parents thought him and his blue eyes and blonde hair were the perfect match for Annabeth, but she would never agree. They knew how Luke acted in public, with his fake smiles and perfect hair, but they didn't know how he treated her when she was alone, with his stupid drinking and abusive attitude towards her, as if she were his slave. She hated him to hell and back.

Now, you're probably thinking, Annabeth, why the hell don't you leave the bastard?

It isn't that easy. Luke was from an extremely rich family, with the richest man in the country, Hermes, as his father, and his mother, May Castallen. Apparently, the only way for Luke to participate in his father's messenger company, HermesFedEx, he wanted to marry Annabeth. She couldn't say no, knowing Luke could easily hurt her and her family for that, as he had told her before they'd gotten married. If Annabeth would even think of turning him in, she would need a hell lot of logic to convince them, and her parents, since they were practically in love with Luke. My parents love Luke more than I ever will.

Annabeth stared into the grey eyes looking back into the mirror at her. She was in a floor length beautiful Greek style dress that flowed as she walked. The dress was only one shoulder, decorated with silver silk, and had a gorgeous silver belt around it, making it elegant yet simple. For some reason, Annabeth didn't want to wear this beautiful dress while marrying Luke. She should be wearing it while walking down the aisle to the man she loved, not some self-centered asshole.

She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings and jumped when her dad came in the room with a huge grin on his face, obviously excited for the wedding that was soon to take place.

"You look gorgeous, sweetheart. Ready?" He asked, holding his elbow out.

No. How much of a choice do I have?

With one more look at herself and a sigh, Annabeth hooked her elbow with his and together, they walked down the aisle.

Into Annabeth's future, one she was not looking forward to.

"Luke Alexander Castallen, do you take Annabeth Marie Chase to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?" The man, Chiron asked.

"I do." Luke said, winking at Annabeth from the corner of his eye, the movement going unnoticed by everybody but her. Annabeth had the sudden urge to spit on his face.

Her turn.

"And do you, Annabeth Marie Chase take Luke Alexander Castallen to be your wedded husband to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him so long as you both shall live?"

She averted her gaze from the floor to Luke, who looked at her with fake affection as he smiled, trying to fool everybody in the crowd. She took a deep breath, knowing the two words would lead her not only to her new life, but to her new husband and future. She looked at everybody in the crowd, and then back at Luke, who was watching her, as if daring her to say "I don't."

Annabeth looked directly in her fiance's eyes.

"I do."