The first five chapters aren't my favorite. Only because their the FIRST five (and I don't know about anyone else, but to me there the hardest to write.)

So please excuse me for it.

-Kayla

Im going to say this one time, and one time only. This goes for the WHOLE story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and Olympians, The Lost Hero, or any of the characters presented in the books. They belong to Rick Riordan. (My favorite author). I'm just borrowing his characters, and adding a couple of my own, for fun.

Ps. If there's any misspellings please let me know! thanks!

I woke up lying down on the ground.

Quite odd considering last time I checked, I'd been sleeping on my comfy bed.

I pulled myself up and checked my surroundings, hoping something would come to mind.

Sleep Walking? Nah- I hadn't done that since I was 6.

Kidnapped? Possibly- If so I didn't want to alarm anyone with the fact I was up.

"Annabeth" I whispered, resting my hand against the wall for extra support.

Cement.

I silently hoped the girl would pop out of the shadows and tell me she was here. But I got an odd feeling I was alone….well for the time being at least.

Other than that, there wasn't much to say about the room I was in.

It was quite boring actually. A good example would be that it looked like one of those rooms police officers took criminals into for questioning.

The only difference was there was no door, no table, no chair, and absolutely no way out.

In fact, the only reason I could see at all was due to the little flickering light in the middle of the room- but it would probably go out in a few seconds by the looks of it.

I sighed and leaned against the wall, checking my pockets for the presence of my pen just in case things got nasty.

Of course it was there, as always.

That was one good thing about Riptide.

Where ever I went, no matter how I lost it, it would always reappear seconds later in my pocket.

"Percy" A voice said lightly. I grabbed the pen, clicked it, and turned around.

Ready to see whoever my stranger/capturer/ whatever you wanted to call it was.

I looked at her

And quickly retreated, "Sorry"

The woman smiled. "It's Okay Percy, Everyone makes mistakes"

She had blonde hair pulled loosely to the back of her head.

Some stranded pieces where hanging out here and there, but it just made her look prettier.

She had wide brown eyes and wore a crown atop her head.

A long spaghetti strapped white dress flowed down to her ankles, showing cleavage to her left leg.

The goddess wore golden sandals, which looked to be from old times, and had a golden bracelet slung around the top of her arm.

"Why are you here?" I asked, suddenly confused at the gods appearance.

She laughed, threw her hand on top of my shoulder, and bent down.

"I'm here to warn you. To deceive you. But mostly to help you" She replied elegantly.

Warn me? Warn be about what? Camp has been going well so far. We haven't gotten any attacks lately, and the place has really been filling up.

Deceive me? I knew this god hadn't exactly liked Annabeth and I too much from the start…but isn't that going a bit too far? And how can deceiving someone possibly help them?

Last time I checked, that's usually the last thing a word like that would do.

I looked her in the eyes with total astonishment,

"What?"

She sighed, and stood back up.

"Dear Boy, I'm here to warn you that your about to be tested in ways you couldn't possibly imagine.

You're Loyalty, Pride, Relationships. Everything you've ever worked for.

Everything you've ever took for granted. Everything you hold dear and close.

Their all about to be washed away. And soon you must only rely on yourself for the answers. I will deceive you by taking your memory. But once you gain it back, you will understand my reasons. And you will forgive and respect my decisions. Understood?"

I looked around, wishing dearly that a window would magically appear. Maybe even some water? Than I could force a way out.

As if reading my mind she explained.

"No water rests within the room we are in. You could choose to use your own source, but I doubt in the end you'd have enough energy to even walk out of here alive.

Toast.

I was toast. I thought for a little bit before coming up with a solution.

"You said that doing this would help me." I reminded her, "How?"

"I unfortunately cannot be of assistance when given that subject. That's one of the many things you'll find out on your own"

Of course.

"There will be more?" I asked, holding my sword tighter in my hand.

"Yes. Some of which you won't be thrilled about, but you will get used to toward the end. Everyone does. Promise."

"And how can I trust your promises?"

She laughed, "I'm the goddess of marriage. My whole life is full of promises"

She began backing up, and before I asked her more…the light flickered out.

Just as I thought I would be stuck in darkness for days until she decided to take action, a red glow appeared in the corner of my eyes.

My body ached for me to look away, to huddle in a little corner and hide, but something pushed me forward- something told me 'it would be alright' and 'it will be for the best'

That something…sounded a heck of a lot like my dad.

My real dad. Poseidon.

Before I could even question why this was happening to me-out of all people, the redness faded.

I couldn't tell if it was because my eyes were closed or the room was just that dark.

That's when it began.

Like an iPod set on shuffle, memories poured through my head.

Big things, little things, things I'd forgotten as I grew older, and things I'd wanted to forget.

Faces of people.

My mom, Grover, Tyson, Thaila, Travis, Conner, Annabeth.

Them Laughing, Them smiling, them telling me things.

Me telling them things.

Their expressions as I did.

I honestly can't even begin to describe the feeling.

It was sort of like someone was taking everything that had ever happened to me, placing them in neat little stacks, and storing the rest.

To where you ask? At that moment I had no idea. I just wished my arms would have worked long enough for me to reach out, grab them, and pull them back.

It felt like days had gone by, weeks, maybe years. But I knew it really had only been a couple seconds.

After that. Pain like no other.

Like someone was burning my head off.

Like I was a snail and someone decided to soak me in salt.

Then the final stage. I don't know if it happened because the pain was merely to harsh for me to handle, or if it was just part of her all together plan.

Either way darkness took into effect.

And I forgot everything.

Thanks for reading

R&&R

-Kayla

Ps. Whether or not I get any reviews will determine if I continue this.

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