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Annabeth took deep breaths as she tried to calm down. Key word being tried. She had finally done it. She had just run away from home. After years of being treated like filth, she had finally had enough. She knew why her family had treated her like this. It was because Annabeth wasn't normal or human. She was a demigod.
Her mother was Athena; Goddess of wisdom.
Annabeth was currently leaning against the side of an old abandoned house. She knew it would not be wise to stay there long; this was where the unruly teenagers hung out after curfew. She looked around the rest of the town, trying to find a decent place to stay.
A little farther down the street, she could see an old and vandalized playground. She almost smiled; it was a good enough place to sleep.
She slung her red backpack over her shoulder and made her way over to the playground. She decided to sleep under one of the large platforms that led up to the slide.
But, before she could get to the platform, she heard someone mumbling something she couldn't decipher. Her eyebrow furrowed in confusion. Why would someone be here this late at night?
She heard the mumbling again, and ran over to where it seemed to be coming from. Laying in one of the large tubes was a young boy who seemed to be as old as she was. He had messy black hair and was wearing a large shirt and dirty pants. He was asleep, and was mumbling something again.
"No… go away…monsters…mom…"
She frowned slightly. Did he just say monsters? Could he be a half-blood?
She tentatively stepped forward and put her hand on his shoulder. He immediately jerked away and stared at her in shock. He scrambled into a sitting position and his hand seemed to twitch towards his pocket.
He had the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen. They were the color of the ocean, and seemed to change from green to blue to green again.
"Who are you?" he asked boldly.
"Annabeth." she replied as calmly as she could.
"You're one of the monsters aren't you?" he asked angrily. She looked at him, knowing she was right when she thought that he was a demigod.
"You're a half-blood!" she exclaimed. The boy nodded wearily.
"Why do you care?" he asked.
"Because I'm a half-blood too!" she said cheerfully. "My mother is Athena."
He tensed slightly and seemed to be deep in thought. This confused her; had she said something wrong?
"What about you?" She asked. "Who's your godly parent?"
The boy didn't say anything, much to her annoyance. It was a simple question. Why couldn't he just tell her?
"My father is Poseidon." He finally said quietly.
Annabeth gasped, her eyes wide. Could Poseidon have broken the oath? It was possible, but this kid could just be lying. But why would he?
"Are you sure? How do you know?" She asked skeptically.
"My mom told me, right before she died. And, I have certain… powers. I have powers that only children of Poseidon can have."
Her mind began spinning. Poseidon had broken the oath? She started thinking of all that meant. If anyone found out, this kid would be hunted down by the Gods and killed.
"What do you mean powers?" She asked.
"I can control water, and breath underwater, and heal minor cuts with water, I can talk to horses and fish… I think that's it." He replied impressively.
She felt her mouth drop open in hock before she closed it quickly in embarrassment. She hadn't realized how powerful children of the big three were. What him could this mean for her?
"Mind if I sit?" she asked politely.
"Go ahead." He replied, grinning slightly. She plopped down next to him and stared around at the gloomy tube.
"I never did get your name." she said after awhile of comfortable silence.
"Percy Jackson."
She nodded, and smiled slightly. That was a nice name. Another comfortable silence filled the air.
"So… you're a daughter of Bird Brain?" he asked in amusement. Annabeth glared at him.
"She's the goddess of wisdom. At least I'm not a child of Kelp Head." She said angrily. He laughed, fueling her anger even more.
"All right, all right, calm down Wise Girl."
"Don't tell me to calm down, Seaweed Brain."
They continued to bicker without any real threat, enjoying each others' companies. Eventually, the conversation turned more serious.
"So what do we do now?" he asked.
She thought about that for while. What could they do? They couldn't separate, they would be stronger together. They couldn't go to adults, seeing as no adults can be trusted anymore. But how would they, two seven-year-olds, live on the run? They would have to.
"We go on the run. We've gotta stick together. As much as our parents hate each other, you need me if you wanna survive." I said.
"I need you?" he scoffed "Please, I've been living on my own for three days."
Annabeth was slightly offended. Did he think she couldn't handle being on the run without him? She voiced her thoughts.
"I don't need you. My mother is the goddess of wisdom. I'm sure I could handle myself unlike a certain moron here, aka you."
"Harsh." He smirked, making her seethe.
"Look," Percy said "We need each other. Okay? Let's just try to get through the next week without killing each other. I mean, we're not our parents. We don't have to fight just because they do."
She looked at him in surprise. Did the son of Poseidon- the sea spawn- Just say something wise? She thought he did. But, she would never tell him that. It would only inflate his ego.
"Fine." She said sitting down.
"Here." He said, handing her a dagger. "You should use this, to keep yourself safe from the monsters."
She nodded, and murmured her thanks, placing the knife next to her.
"What about you?" she asked "What's your weapon."
He grinned, and pulled out a ballpoint pen. Before she could wonder if he was mental, he pulled off the cap and a bronze sword replaced the pen.
"Wow…" she whispered, unable to say anything more.
"Its name is riptide." He told her "It was a gift from my father."
She nodded, and the he put away the sword, leaving them both in yet another silence.
"Why did you run away from home?" he asked suddenly.
She looked at him in suspicion. Why would he want to know that? Then again, when she thought about it, the question did make sense. Since they were going to on the run together, she guessed he would want to know that.
"I'll tell you on one condition." I told him "You tell me why you left your home, and I'll tell you why I left mine."
He seemed to think about it for a minute, before nodding uncertainly.
"Well," she started "My father didn't like that I was a half-blood. He thought I was a freak. Then, he remarried and had two normal children, and completely forgot about me. So, I got the message. I left."
They sat in silence for awhile, both thinking about what had just been said.
"I'm sorry." Percy said after while.
"Why?" Annabeth asked. She didn't think he had anything to be sorry for. After all, it was her fathers' fault, and that woman he married.
"Because it's horrible that they did that to you." He said "And they should be sorry for what they did to you, but they're not. So I guess I'm being sorry instead of them."
She smiled at him because what he said made no sense, but was really sweet.
"Now you tell me your story." Annabeth said.
Percy frowned, and looked like he'd rather be anywhere but here.
"My demigod smell is a lot stronger than most people's." he said after awhile "So more monsters come. My mom married this jerk, named Gabe. He smelled really bad, but his stink covered up my demigod smell. My mom got really sick though. Sh- she died, in the hospital. But, before she died, she told me all about the gods, and my dad."
He stopped there, as if he had to collect himself before he continued. She felt a strong surge of pity for him. It must have horrible for his mom to die. But that still didn't answer her question.
"But why did you leave?" she asked quietly, fearing the answer. He looked at the ground, as if he was ashamed.
"My step-dad, Gabe... he hit me. And started being even more of a jerk than he was before mom died. After awhile I just couldn't take it anymore, and I left. That was three days ago."
Annabeth had her hand to her mouth when he finished, and tears were leaking out of her eyes. How could anyone do that? Even her horrid dad and step-mom never hit her. She didn't say anything, instead, she moved closer to him, and grabbed his hand.
"Well you won't ever have to go back." She told him "We can take care of each other. Everything will be alright. We should go to sleep."
He nodded, and they both lay down next to each other, still holding hands.
As she felt Percy press herself against him, she couldn't help but feel that everything really would be alright.
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