Okay, I am very new to all of this. But, I really like reading other people's work, and I want to try something out, too. BE HARSH. I want to improve, and saying it is good won't help much.

So, pretty much this is just parts of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians Series in Annabeth's POV. Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns the characters and plot, not me.

The island of the Sirens was coming in view. Their beautiful voices lured clumsy sailors into their death. The Sirens sang so sweetly, but more importantly, they sang what the listener desires most. This could be an opportunity to become wiser—something every child of Athena should want. I had to hear their voices; I needed to learn my fatal flaw.

"I want you to do me a favor," I said. "The Sirens… we'll be in range of their singing soon."

Percy paused for a second, and had a gleam in his eyes that signaled he was thinking.

"No problem," he assured me, breaking out of his thoughts. "We can…"

I wasn't paying attention. It didn't matter—I wasn't going to be doing whatever he was saying. I was going to be listening to the Sirens.

"I want to hear them," I interrupted.

He blinked in shock. "Why?"

Seaweed brain could be so stupid sometimes. Does he not realize what a great opportunity this could be for me? I wish I didn't have to explain everything all the time.

"They say the Sirens sing the truth about what you desire. They tell you things about yourself you didn't even realize. That's what's so enchanting. If you survive… you become wiser. I want to hear them. How often will I get the chance?"

Speaking these words made me more confident. If I got through this, my mother would be proud. I looked at Percy, and at that moment I knew I could do this. He looked at me questionably, but he understood this is what I wanted. That I could follow through on this. He gave me a look that said "alright, now what?" That's where my plan came in.

Percy was wrapping a rope around my waist to tie me to the foremast. I could see the island ahead, and I knew it was time to give Percy the speech.

"Don't untie me," I said, "no matter what happens or how much I plead. I'll want to go straight over the edge and drown myself."

"Are you trying to tempt me?"

"Ha-ha."

Percy needed to be serious. He cannot let me untie myself no matter what. I will plummet straight into my death. Doesn't he see that? This is a great responsibility, not a time for joking around! He must have seen my hint of anger because then he promised me that he would keep me secure.

I watched as Percy stuffed the candle wax into his ear. He looked so funny! I could help but giggle a little. He didn't notice—thank the gods—and I nodded to let him know how funny they looked. He caught on and made a face at me.

Now was the important part, I was going to finally understand my fatal flaw. I was waiting to get closer; the silence was eerie. I can tell that Percy was thinking the same thing. Then, I saw them.

There was massive structures everywhere, all beautiful and better than anything—even Mt. Olympus. New York's skyline had changed completely, and I knew it was by me. I created structures all over New York, and I wanted to see them. But, I was tied down. I had to get there! I wanted to see what I had done!

I looked over at Percy, and I started yelling. "Percy! Percy! Percy!" He noticed the alert in my eyes. I begged for him to cut me. He looked like he was about to set me free, but then decided the ship had to get faster. I just wanted to see my buildings! He has to let me go!

Then, I got a closer look at the scenery, and saw Central Park. That is when I decided that I had to be set free this instant. I saw my parents lying on a blanket in Central Park. They saw me and called me forward—eyes gleaming and smiles so bright. Then, next to them, was him. Luke was sitting there, and he was good. He didn't want to defeat Olympus. I saved him, and he just wanted to be with me. He called my name, asking me to come forward. I heard their pleas.

"Annabeth! Come on! We are having so much fun! We can eat and then go sightseeing!"

"Come give your Daddy a hug Annabeth!"

"I'm so proud of you Annabeth! You are just as wise as me! Come eat with us."

I glared at Percy. He is taking all of this away from me! I yelled at him, "How could you be so cruel? I thought you were my friend!"

Tears were running down my face. I wanted to see my city, be with Luke, hug my dad, and receive praise from my mom. Why can't I just go? I started to pull away from the rope, and then I realized something that Percy overlooked. I still had my knife. I cut my way through while Percy wasn't looking. Ha! Now I can go be with my family!

Success and adrenaline pounded through my veins as I swam to shore. All I could think about was how I was going to be with my family looking at the new New York skyline. I did a job better than the gods themselves!

I barely noticed when the wave hit that sent me underwater. I almost hit two rocks, and my family didn't even look worried! They must have known I was safe. I lost all fear and swam even faster. I was just approaching the shoreline. I could see the smiles of my family. I just wanted to join them for a little while! I would be back to Percy in just a few hours…

I felt someone grab my leg and try to pull me underwater.

"Percy!" I yelled while kicking and screaming. Why did he want to ruin my happiness? Why? I just was going to be gone for a couple of hours. He could join us, too! I started kicking and thrashing. I had to get back to shore!

I was pulled underwater. What was going on? Oh yeah, I had to get to shore! I created a whole new world, saved Luke, and my parents were together. All my achievements were complete. But, Percy was trying to ruin it. I started kicking some more.

I was going deeper and deeper. Getting to shore was still a priority, but right now I needed air. Bubbles shot out my mouth. I wouldn't be able to last much longer. If only I could be on shore…

An air bubble soon went around my head. I looked at Percy, and at that moment I knew how stupid I was. I had fallen for the spell. I almost got myself killed. I started sobbing. I put my head on Percy's shoulder and cried for everything I couldn't do. I couldn't be better than the gods, I couldn't save look, my parents would never be together, and yet, I still fell for it.

Wisdom can be a burden; I learned that when I realized my fatal flaw.

My fatal flaw was hubris. I thought I could be better than everyone—even the gods. I contained deadly pride.

As I thought about it, I sobbed even harder into Percy's shoulder.

Thanks for reading! Remember, if you do review (please!), review mean! I want to improve. If you want me to do a specific scene, then just PM me or tell me in a review. Sadly, I currently do not have my Lightning Thief. I lent it to a friend, and she is a SLOW reader. So, if you want me to do something from there, just tell me and I will get to it later.