Hey there! I see you clicked this story. This is just a random plot bunny that has been plaguing my mind for days, wanting to get out.
I need help. I'm looking for this Mark of Athena story , since there are so many, I can't find it. This is where Annabeth sacrifices herself to help the others at the start and joins Gaea as Nazish. Thanks!
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Disclaimer: I do not own the book Percy Jackson. Rick Riordan does. I only own this plot and the poorly thought OCs
The Half Blood Hunter
Prologue.
It was a stormy night when they heard the scream. But everyone else was sound asleep. Not knowing what had happened to somebody in the cabin. Not until the next day.
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It was a perfectly normal, bright, sunshiny day. The birds were singing, the Apollo cabin having their usual round of basketball, and the Aphrodite children were screaming for their lives.
Wait.. That wasn't right. The Aphrodite children do not usually scream so early in the morning (except for make-up emergencies), but then Piper was screaming too.
The campers who were still asleep woke up to the screams. "What is it this time?" asked an annoyed Athena child "Last time it was about a 'bad hair-day'."
They were all shaking, whether it was from fear or that they were all in their pajamas. "B-b-b-blood... E-everywhere." said a cowering Drew. "Maybe you're just exaggerating. Maybe one of your lipsticks exploded because of a prank from the Stolls." Will said.
"N-no.. E-Emily.. O-on the f-f-floor. D-d-dead." Lacy said, still shaking from both fear and cold. With that statement two campers ran straight to Chiron to report about the mysterious death of Emily.
"I need you to calm down and stop crying." Will said, trying to comfort the other cabin members who were close to Emily.
"What is this that I heard from Mike and Crick that Emily is dead?" Chiron said, galloping in front of the Aphrodite kids. Almost every camper was in front of Cabin 10.
"Everyone who isn't an Aphrodite child please leave."
There was rumbling of protest, saying that they wanted to help (Some just wanted to see the body). "Leave now. Except Percy and Annabeth." Chiron finally said.
"No fair!" a random boy shouted "How come they get to help, but we can't?"
"Because they are the camp's leaders." defended another camper who looked up at Percy.
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"Now child, please explain how you came to see Emily dead?" Chiron asked.
"I woke up early in the morning as usual. I wasn't really fully awake. I smelled blood, I walked over to where I smelled it and I stepped into a pool of something wet." Piper explained.
"And that liquid was blood?"
"Y-yes. Her blood." Piper stuttered "I saw her body and-and I screamed, waking the others. They saw the body and they screamed too. And we ran outside."
The others nodded in agreement. "Let's enter the cabin to investigate the cause of her death." Annabeth suggested.
"I-if it's okay with you, w-we're just going to s-stay here." Eglamour, a Aphrodite son who had silky smooth black hair, perfect white teeth, and brown eyes, said.
Annabeth sighed. "Fine, come on Seaweed Brain." she pulled Percy by his shirt.
"Hey! Let go! I can go in by myself!" he huffed in indignation.
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Emily who was a girl of 15 has long blonde hair, but it was more of strawberry because of the blood. Her body stuck out at weird angles. Her pajamas had many holes in it, where the murderer stabbed her several times. Her stomach was cut open; her intestines were outside her body. Several brave Aphrodite campers vomited and fainted at the sight of the body (Not so brave anymore).
Her left hand clutched tightly at something.
A card.
Percy took the card, seeing Annabeth pale.
It had a masquerade mask on it. There were words written in script. His dyslexic eyes took a while to adjust to.
Written on it was:
Beware half-bloods. You will never be safe. Not after what you did. I will personally see my vengeance is exacted.
-DN
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A masked tall figure stood on top of a hill. He looked at the place before him. He was wearing a maroon cloak with a hood. His hands were covered with gloves and underneath the cloak were an old-fashioned black long-sleeved shirt tucked under black dress pants. He wore combat boots that reached his knees; it covered the lower knee part of the pants. His mask was white with an odd design.
He chuckled in delight. "They'll never be safe. Never again. They'll pay for what they did."
A gust of wind went by, followed by a few leaves. The masked figure was gone by then.
-Prologue End-
My prologues are usually short, so yeah. This is it. If you like this I promise I'll make the next chapters longer!. Review!
Oh yeah! Will be a couple of chapters before he targets Annabeth
Date submitted: March 17
