HI everyone! This is my first Fanfic, so don't judge me too hard! Anyway, I have a pretty clear view on this story, so don't worry; I will definitely finish it! I always accept help and opinions on my story, so feel free to review! Any criticism is good criticism! Also, this story is being co-written with my friend; -. (You thought I would actually tell you the name? Dudes, seriously). Now… *drumroll* the story!
The City of Danger
Chapter 1:
Annabeth's POV
Gasping, I run for the hills. The metallic mountains hovering over little plain, gray ants hustling about the black sizzling tar. I can see the sign, showing me that my sanctuary is just a few hundred feet ahead. Throwing a quick look over my shoulder, I can see them chasing me. Always chasing me, chasing me from the remnants of my life…
BEEP! BEEP! WEE-OH! WEE-OH! Shocked, I jump off the branch of the tree I was sleeping on, and start running to….to…anywhere, really. The screaming sirens tell me that the relentless amounts of police cars chasing me are closing in on my location….
Panting, I race into the woods; before running into a tree and knocking myself unconscious by the speed of my frantic sprinting. Wow me, I thought as the blackness started closing in on me, this is the perfect time to knock myself unconscious. Amazing knack for timing! And then it all went dark.
I slowly, agonizingly awaken by an annoying jab in my right side. I hear a faint mumble…
"What…?" I whisper, closing my eyes.
"Is the pretty butterfly dead yet?" A rough voice asks. I open my eyes and cringe from the bad breath being blown directly into my nostrils.
I stare up into insanely blue eyes that stare down at me; my rescuer.
"The pretty butterfly?" I ask, confused.
"Yeah," the girl says, before pointing at me.
"Umm…"
"Follow me!" The girl says cheerfully, tugging me through the starless woodland. On our journey, I scrutinize her. The girl seemed to be a few years younger than me, maybe eleven or twelve. Her dark reddish brown hair was tied back with a blood-red bandana, and it looked as if she was wearing all orange. Orange jumpsuit, orange socks, orange shoes…even orange earrings.
For a second, I thought that I was going on a trip with an escaped convict, but then it crossed my mind that she was too young to do anything serious…right?
"Ahh!" Without looking where I was going, I had walked right into a trap.
I stumbled down a steep slope into a muddy pit.
"HAH! I have captured the butterfly!" The girl yelled, and I thought, crap.
So, here I am, on the run from the police, and trapped in a ditch where a (possibly) insane girl led me into. My life is totally perfect.
"Are you okay down there?" A voice echoed into the trench.
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine…but I need some help out of here!" I yelled desperately.
A rope dangles down into my prison, and I grasp it thankfully, slowly pulling myself up, hand over hand over hand…
The scene that meets me at the top is so comical, that I cannot stop myself from laughing; the girl who trapped me is lying on the ground screaming, while a cop—who seemed to be goth—calmly sat down next to her and explained that she would be going back to a mental facility.
"Hey." The police woman said, smiling. Normally I would shrink away from cops and try to avoid them at all cost, but maybe this time I would make an exception.
"Hi, thanks for saving me!" I replied cheerfully.
"No problem—it's my job." She says and we both chuckle. "Anyway, Clarisse," she nudged the girl at her feet with her left foot, "will be going back to the insane asylum that she escaped from. You see, she escaped…so I was hired to bring her back without causing …uh…disturbances…to the public."
I stared at the young girl still screaming, and throwing a fit. It was an easy explanation that she was insane.
"Thank you." I said earnestly. "I forgot to introduce myself! Hi, my name's Annabeth, Annabeth Chase."
"Nice to meet you, Annabeth." The cop said. "I'm Thalia. Thalia Grace, at your service." She held out a hand for me to shake, and as we shook, I could feel that start of an amazing friendship…maybe even an accomplice….
