This is my first fanfiction! I hope you like it!

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Chapter 1

I was only seven when I arrived at Camp Half Blood. I arrived with Luke and Grover. After a long fight and tears, Thalia Grace was no longer with us. When I took a look around the camp, everything seemed so new to me: the big space, the green grass, the fields, and the cabins. I was put in cabin six of Athena, goddess of wisdom and my real mom. Luke was placed in cabin eleven. His father was Hermes, messenger for the gods. I should probably explain. I'm Annabeth Chase. I'm a half-blood. What's a half-blood? Also known as demigod, I'm half human, half god.

I had run away from home, unwanted. My father hated me. So did my stepmom. Monsters always came after me because of my power, and my parents yelled at me and blamed me for it. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and left.

It was a miracle I survived. I was by myself, a little kid, running through the woods. I was hiding in a trashcan (hey, don't look at me like that! Trash cans are very... roomy) when I met Luke and Thalia. Luke and Thalia had also run away at that time. Luke was fourteen and Thalia was twelve. They were demigods, like me. They protected me and took me under their wing. Luke even gave me a knife when I tagged along with them.

While we were on the run, we met Grover, a Satyr. Yes, you heard me. A Satyr. Grover's mission was to accompany Thalia to camp and only Thalia, but he chose to accompany Luke and me, too. But things started to get bad. Grover panicked as monsters were sent after Thalia. Thalia was the daughter of Zeus, one of the big three. She was very powerful. Grover ended up leading us into a Cyclops' lair. The Cyclops captured everyone but me. They tried to trick me and lure me in by imitating my father. That didn't work so well. I was so mad to hear my father and stabbed the Cyclops on the foot. I then untied Thalia, and she took control.

But time was running out. The monsters caught up with us. Thalia sacrificed herself to let Luke, Grover, and me go on. She fought the monsters, but was wounded. However, at the last minute, Zeus saved Thalia and turned her into a pine tree.

At Camp Half Blood, I learned how to fight. I learned how to read Greek. I was happy there. At the end of the year, I was presented with a necklace with a bead of a pine tree - Thalia. I had survived a year.

I was ten when I heard of the Great Prophecy. Chiron, a centaur and counselor at camp, told me I was involved in it, along with another person. I really wanted a quest. When someone talked to the Oracle in the attic and was given a quest, they got to leave camp and fulfill the quest. They got to see the outside world, to get the real experience of fighting after all the training. The only way someone could leave with Chiron and Mr. D's (Dionysus, god of wine and sentenced to be the camp's director as a punishment) permission was if they were granted a quest. I was dying to go and see the outside world.

Ever since I heard about being involved in the quest, I wondered who was the person who was "the one" in the Great Prophecy.

"Silena... What in Hades happened to you?" I glanced at my friend. Usually always composed and pretty, though I did think her makeup was a little overboard, Silena Beauregard, daughter of Aphrodite, stood before me, her hair in knots and her clothes ripped, looking extremely put-off.

Silena grumbled crossly. "Stupid mango. My siblings went absolutely crazy, fighting over it." She pulled out a brush and furiously combed at her hair.

"What?" I asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"My siblings started fighting over a golden mango. A golden mango." Silena flipped her now neat hair over her shoulder and stowed her brush into her purse and dug around it. "Fine, I admit I did fight a bit for it too, but seriously, my siblings are crazy. As far as I know, they're still screaming and clawing at each other. Do I really look that bad?"

I stared at Silena. "No," I answered. No makeup. Not that bad. "Don't put on that makeup!" I said, narrowing my eyes as she pulled out some mascara. "Seriously. Don't."

Silena rolled her eyes. "You can't go on in life running away from makeup, Annabeth. It won't kill you."

I backed away from Silena's purse and shot her a yeah, right look. "It might."

"But you'll look so cute," Silena cooed, stretching out her hand and deathly makeup items. "How have you gone twelve years in your life without any makeup?"

I backed away from Silena, eyeing her warily, then mumbled an excuse and shot off towards the Big House, the main administrative building of Cam Half-Blood, Silena sighing behind me.

"Annabeth!" Silena yelled after me. "At least find the Stoll brothers and help me make them pay for the prank."

"Put down the makeup," I ordered, "and then I will."

Silena scrunched her nose, then stuffed everything back into her purse. "Fine. Come on."

So we started on the journey of finding the Stoll brothers. When we finally found them trying to steal stuff from the camp store, Silena marched right up to them and started screaming at them. The Stoll brothers just stood there, grinning, occasionally cracking some witty remarks.

Silena's outraged voice carried back towards me. "Just you wait! Once I've gathered my whole cabin together, just you wait! You won't even know what hit you!"

Seeing this as an appropriate time to leave, I backed away towards my original destination, the Big House. As the Stoll brothers laughed and Silena's screaming grew more and more threatening, I picked up my pace and ran into the Big House. I stayed longer than I planned, talking with Chiron. Night soon fell, but I stayed with Chiron, who was like my father.

I glanced out the window and my eyes widened at what I saw. A boy with messy dark hair was hauling Grover and stumbling toward the house. Chiron followed my gaze. His eyes widened into shock and he went outside to the porch. I followed just as the boy collapsed on the porch with Grover in one hand. What happened? I glanced down at the boy. He looked exhausted in the sense he had just fought a great battle.

He gave one glance up at us, and I drew in my breath when I saw his eyes. They were a shocking sea green. The thing was, it was a familiar color. An important color. The moment I saw his eyes, I knew.

"He's the one. He must be," I told Chiron. He had to be the one in the Great Prophecy. It seemed like the perfect timing, and everything was falling into place. I had seen how bad the weather was, a sign the gods were fighting. I saw the look on Chiron's face: shock, relief, and panic.

"Silence, Annabeth," Chiron commanded. "He's still conscious. Bring him inside."

We dragged the boy inside and put him on a bed. I stared at him in wonder.

"Chiron? Who is he?" I asked.

Chiron paused. "He's… Percy… Percy Jackson. Annabeth, please help him. Give him ambrosia and nectar every half hour."

I grudgingly complied. I had a feeling that Chiron knew more about Percy than he was telling me. I took the ambrosia and nectar, food of the gods, from Chiron.

"Thank you, Annabeth. I will go tend to Grover, and after that I must go alert Mr. D," Chiron said. And with that, he left.

I sat down on a chair next to the bed and cracked opened an architecture book. I have always had an interest in architecture. I want to design buildings when I grow up. After a while, I became immersed in the book, looking at the structures, when I heard Percy groan, "Mrs. Dodds… what… wings… ugly… monster… Mr. Brunner… sword… what… am I supposed to kill my math teacher?" I jumped and looked at him. Wait. What? I waited to hear some more, to get a clue of what was going on, but after that, Percy was silent.

Later, I got up and prepared the ambrosia. Right when I was about to feed him, Percy muttered, "summer solstice… thief…"

I stopped. The summer solstice? I had heard talk of the summer solstice and knew something bad might happen. After I went to visit Olympus during the winter solstice, the weather changed, as if the gods were fighting. I heard satyrs talking about something that was stolen, and if not returned by the summer solstice there would be trouble. I asked Chiron about it, but he refused to tell me. I hated not knowing.

I fed Percy some ambrosia. Let me tell you, it was hard! His mouth was barely open, and ambrosia was getting all over the place.

Suddenly, I noticed Percy's eyes were open. Seeing an opportunity, I pounced. "What's going on? What was stolen? We've only got a few weeks!"

Percy looked confused. He mumbled, "I'm sorry. I don't…"

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. I quickly stuffed another spoonful of ambrosia in Percy's mouth. Then, I went to answer the door. I looked back and saw Percy had fallen asleep.

I opened the door and saw Chiron. "Hi, Chiron," I said.

"How has Percy been doing?" Chiron asked.

"Oh, he's deep in sleep. He hasn't woken up," I lied.

Chiron looked concerned, but a little doubtful. "Oh. Annabeth, would you like a break? I don't want you to be stuck here. I will send Argus to watch over Percy."

"Sure," I said. I made my way out of the building and bumped into Argus coming in. Argus was the head of security for camp. I was pretty sure anyone could remember him since he had eyes all over his body.

I said hello to Argus and continued going down to cabin six. Once inside, one of my siblings, Malcolm, asked me, "What's happening with the new kid?"

I shrugged. "He's unconscious."

"I heard he defeated the Minotaur," Malcolm said. "Did he really?" He looked excited.

He defeated the Minotaur? How did I not hear about that? I shrugged again. "Yeah, I guess."

Malcolm looked at me curiously. "You seem quiet. I think you know more than you're telling."

I sighed. "Come on, Malcolm. There's nothing special with this new kid. All he's doing is sleeping and drooling."

Malcolm snorted. "Drooling?"

"Yeah," I said, "drooling. He drools when he sleeps."

Malcolm looked at me weirdly.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing."

"Tell me!" I begged.

Malcolm shook his head. "Are you ready for capture the flag? It's in less than a week." He asked, changing the subject.

I didn't like the fact he changed the subject, but I responded. "Yeah. The Ares cabin is going down!"

Malcolm grinned. "Good. You have a plan?"

"Athena always has a plan," I replied.

A couple days later, I was at the Big House with Chiron and Mr. D. They were playing their traditional game of pinochle in which Chiron always won. Grover came walking up with Percy.

"Mr. Brunner!" Percy cried.

Mr. Brunner? Percy was looking at Chiron. Then I remembered that Chiron telling me he had gone to teach Percy. Mr. Brunner must have been the name Chiron took on as a disguise.

"Ah, good, Percy," Chiron said. "Now we have four for pinochle."

From the look on Percy's face, I could tell he never heard of pinochle before.

Mr. D turned to Percy grudgingly and said, "Oh, I suppose I must say it. Welcome to Camp Half Blood. There. Now, don't expect me to be glad to see you."

"Uh, thanks," Percy said and tried to scoot his chair father away from Mr. D. without anyone noticing. He probably wasn't getting a good vibe from Mr. D. I had that same reaction when I first met him.

"Annabeth?" Chiron called.

I came over to him.

"Percy, this is Annabeth," Chiron said. "She nursed you back to health. Annabeth, my dear, why don't you go check on Percy's bunk? We'll be putting him in cabin eleven for now." Cabin eleven meant that Percy's God parent was unknown.

"Sure, Chiron," I said. I turned to Percy and looked at the Minotaur horn in his hands, then back at him. Whoa, Percy had really slayed the Minotaur? It took someone very powerful to do that. A thought was running through my head. He could be from the Big Three! Maybe Zeus. I shook that thought out of my head. Percy looked at me like he was expecting me to say something, so I said, "You drool when you sleep."

... It dawned on me then what I had just blurted out. Why did I say that? Embarrassed, I quickly sprinted away before he could respond. He probably deserved it. I bet he was thinking I'd compliment him. Oh, no, he had to win my respect first.

I ran to cabin eleven and knocked on the door. Luke opened it, and embarrassingly enough, I blushed. I cleared my throat and said, "Um, hi Luke. There's a new demigod, Percy Jackson, and he isn't claimed yet, so he'll need a spot here."

"No problem!" Luke said and smiled, and I smiled back. I didn't want to admit this to anyone, but I had a… oh, I didn't want to say! It was too awkward! Forget I said anything. "I'll go pick out a spot for him."

I nodded. "I just wanted to make sure you remembered," I said. "I'm going to be waiting for Percy and Chiron outside."

Luke nodded and closed the door. I plopped on a chair outside the cabin and pulled out a Greek architecture book and started to read it.

Yeah, that's the end of Chapter 1. Please review! Tell me if it needs work or anything! I will update soon!