A/N: I came up with this idea while showering... Not the most likely place, anyways. I hope you all enjoy it. Oh! If you find any errors, whether it be spelling, grammar or with the characters, please let me know. And for Miles, I'm sorry. I don't have the books with me right now and couldn't remember the names of any of my protagonist's siblings.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything! No matter how much I wish I did. Everything belongs to the epic author Rick Riordan.

Chapter one

I woke up, early, and stretched. Sitting up, I yawned, tired, and shuddered at the thought of my nightmare. I couldn't remember it, only that it was terrifying. And for a demigod, like myself, terrifying nightmares often came true.

I sighed and got up. Worrying wouldn't stop anything from happening.

I made my bed, fluffed my pillow and straightened my books. Inspections this morning would be done by Silena Beauregard, which meant that everything had to be as neat and tidy as humanly- no as godly- possible.

Once I was satisfied that my bunk was cleaned to perfection, I opened the trunk that sat at the end of my bed and pulled out my regular, everyday attire: a pair of jeans, running shoes, an orange t-shirt that said 'Camp Half-Blood', my navy blue baseball cap, and, of course, my camp necklace and the celestial bronze dagger that I always had on me, only used for emergencies, of course.

I was just about to go into the washroom to change and do my morning human necessities, when one of my cabin mates, and brothers, called out to me.

"Yes?" I replied, sort of annoyed that he was stopping me from doing what I had to.

"Annabeth, I just wanted to remind you that you don't need your camp T-shirt today. You're going out with Argus to the bookstore today, remember?" my brother, Miles, said.

"Oh. Right. I forgot about that. Thanks for reminding, Miles." I said taking out one of my favorite non-camp shirts. I was just about to close the washroom door when I remembered something. "Oh, and Miles? Could you make sure the cabin's clean and ready for inspection? Silena's doing it today and I don't think anyone really wants to help with dishes or clean the stables." he nodded and assured me it would be spick-and-span by the time Silena came by.

I was standing at the top of half-blood hill, waiting for Argus to arrive and bring me into town so I could get some more architecture books. My backpack was slung over one shoulder, my cap tucked into my left pocket, blond hair tied in a ponytail and my knife strapped around my waist. Hidden from sight by my jacket of course.

"Annabeth, my child. I believe you should try a different book this time." I heard Chiron say as he trotted up the hill to see me off. As I was about to protest, he added "It's not that I don't believe they are educational, it's just that I believe you should just try reading a book that has adventure. Who knows, you just might like it."

Sighing, I shook my head and gave in. "Alright. If one catches my eye, I'll give it a try." he smiled and wished me luck.

The drive to the bookstore was quiet, as to be expected when the only other person in the camp's van was Argus. He never talked. Some said it was because he didn't know how. Others said it was because he had an eyeball on his tongue. Oh, yeah. That's something I forgot to mention. Argus has eyes all over his body. On his arms, back of his hands, neck, you name it.

When we did finally arrive at the store, he pointed at the clock build into the van then held up both hands, palms wide open. Then he opened and closed them three times.

"Be back in thirty minutes?" I asked, just to be sure. He nodded and handed me some mortal money. I smiled at him and got out of the car.

Walking up the three steps to the door, I kept reminding myself to find an adventure or fiction book. Otherwise Chiron would be disappointed. And Chiron disappointed was not something I wanted to see.

I walked through rows and rows of different books. None caught my eye. That is, until I accidentally bumped into one of the shelves. A book with a blue and green cover fell off of it. I bent to pick it up and gave the cover a closer look at the same time. It showed the back of a boy standing in gray wavy, water-the ocean? He had black hair and was wearing jeans and an orange T-shirt. In one of his hands, he held a bronze sword. And in the other, he held what looked like a horn. In front of him, was the skyline of Manhattan. With the Empire state building and all.

I decided it might be interesting, not fully registering what I had seen, and decided to read the title. If it sounded any good, I'd give it a try. With some difficulty, I was able to make out the words that formed the title: 'Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief'.

That decided it. I had to know what happened in the book. With the title and cover, it seemed like the main character, Percy Jackson, was somehow associated with the Olympian gods. Meaning he was most likely a half-blood. This meant that I was going to read this book, no matter how many headaches it took. I would finish it.

When I returned to camp, it was almost lunch time. First, I headed to the Great House to inform Chiron of my return. I was not, however, expecting Chiron to be in his magic wheel chair, packing his things.

"Chiron, what's going on? Mr. D isn't throwing you out, is he?" I asked him worriedly.

"Of course not, my child. Grover senses that one of the students at his school is a very powerful demigod. I am going to teach Latin there, merely to watch this young boy. And to decide when would be appropriate for him to come to camp. From now on, call me Mr. Brunner." he told me, chuckling at the last bit. He continued packing, sadly deciding to leave behind his music.

"I'll miss you." I told him honestly. 'I hope this kid's worth it.' I thought to myself as Chiron wheeled over to me.

"I'll miss you too, Annabeth. Don't worry, all will be fine." he hugged me goodbye and I hugged him back tighter. I had known Chiron for five years now, and he was like a father to me. I followed Argus out as he carried Chiron's bags. At the top of the hill, Chiron turned to look at me one last time.

"Who knows," he said "Young Percy Jackson just might be more important than we know." I blanched. Percy Jackson. The name of the main character of the book I had bought. I should have told Chiron. Should have warn him, but I was too shocked. So, all I did was wave and, I admit, cry a little with the rest of the kids who stayed at camp full time.

Silently, I swore to myself that I would start that book as soon as I could. It seemed, even though he wasn't even aware of who he was, Percy Jackson would be the cause of much trouble.

I had no idea of just how right I was.

A/N: So! That's the first chapter. In the next one, Annabeth starts reading the book. She will read the entire series, though I'm not sure if it will be all in this story, or split into multiple stories.

For those who are reading my Warriors fanfiction, I'm sorry I haven't updated. I was at camp, and now I have a case of writers block, regarding that story. If you've got any ideas, please let me know.

Please, please, please review! I love to know your thoughts on the story and how I could improve it. :)

Jay~

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