Hello all! This is my first story. Please enjoy, and don't forget to review! Annabeth's POV
"Seaweed Brain," I said, "I'm sorry I ever doubted your plan."
Percy mocked surprise, saying (in a very girly voice) "Oh em gee. The great Annabeth Chase admitting that my plan worked and hers didn't?"
"Don't push it, Perce. I'm in no mood to admit your battle strategy was better than mine. Well, again, since I just said it ten seconds ago. Whatever. I'm going to go lay down. I think I'm getting a migraine." I responded.
I turned around to go back to my cabin, when all of a sudden, my world went black.
When I could see again, Percy was crouching next to me, his hands holding my head. For some reason, I was no longer standing, but lying on the ground.
Next to Percy was a girl I didn't recognize. She had Percy's black messy hair and my gray eyes. My eyes went wide as I slowly reached for the back of my head, only to discover a throbbing crack that was quickly healing.
I winced and retracted my hand as my eyes flew to Percy's. He stuttered, "Y-you fell a-and, t-then she was j-just th-there. I d-didn't know w-what t-to d-do."
I thought back to all the myths involving randomly appearing people and cracked heads. I could only think of one: the birth of my mother. What if that trait was passed down to her kids?
I once again looked over at the girl who was a blend of Percy and my features.
Crap.