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Summary: Annabeth Chase has become a Prison Guard. She is fearless, known for not having any emotion, and for being tough. But what happens when she meets a new inmate, named Percy Jackson.

Annabeth's POV

I woke up early in the morning, before dawn near 4:30 a.m. I sighed, hating to get up this early, but just as Chiron said: you have a responsibility Annabeth, you must do it. And that's the rule I live by, doing what I must. I took a quick hot shower, and got into my uniform. I braided my hair to the side, I might be a Prison Guard, but I'm still a girl. I can still do my make-up (if I wear any, which I usually don't). My uniform for this new Prison was different. I used to work in a jail, a Prison is much bigger. Instead of navy blue, it was black. The usual belt, which kept everything in place.

After I was done, I looked at the clock. It read: 4:39 a.m. Wow, I must have taken a very quick shower. I headed to the kitchen and made myself a good breakfast. Rule number two: A good breakfast is so important when you're a Prison Guard. My breakfast was made of toast, eggs, bacon, two pancakes, and orange juice. That's a huge breakfast for me. After I ate, I texted one of my friends who work in Half-Blood Prison (H.B.P), Will Solace. He worked in the Prison's infirmary.

Hey, Will. You up?

-A

Up, & ready. R U on ur way?

-W.S

I'll be there in a few. Where do I report too?

-A

Just go up to the main building. U got ur assignment yesterday, right? I e-mailed you.

-W.S

Yep. C3, Percy Jackson.

-A

As soon as I texted the man's name I got that feeling again. I don't know what it is, or how to explain it. It isn't chills, and it isn't nervousness. It just sounds so familiar, but at the same time so strange. He's a stranger to me, but I think that Chiron had mentioned him once or twice. But I am not sure.

You got a tough one, Annie. Sure you can handle it?

-W.S

Of course I can handle it, Will! And don't call me Annie! How many times must I repeat myself?

-A

:)

A few more times, it still hasn't stuck on. See you soon….Annie.

-W.S

He was getting on my nerves, but that's what Will does. He is my Brother's best friend, and he is like a big brother to me too. So, when Malcolm called me Annie once, he thought it was okay for him to do it. Which it wasn't, but he doesn't learn.

I checked the clock again, 4:47 a.m. Time to go. I grabbed my keys and my shoulder bag, and walked out the door. I got into my car (A.N./ What car should Annabeth have?) and drove to H.B.P. I got there surprisingly fast, maybe that's why they relocated me. Because it was closer to me, or because they needed a strict person in the prison, whichever one works. I got there by 5:10, and walked up to the main building. There were a lot of people walking around in uniforms, others were being pushed in chains.

"Welcome, Miss. Chase." A short woman in a black secretary's uniform said.

I nodded once. She looked sort of scared, but she quickly recovered.

"P-please, follow Officer Smith to the locker room. She will tell you what you need to know from there." The short woman said.

I turned around to find a tan, girl in a uniform look at me. She had dirty blonde hair, and brown eyes. She smiled and walked over.

"I'm Amanda Smith." She said.

"Annabeth Chase." I said.

"Oh, I know who you are." She said.

"Good, that saves us time. Lead the way." I gestured for her to go.

She nodded and began to walk. I followed her to a long corridor, and then left to a door. When you opened the door there was the kitchen, where the food for the Inmates was made. Then you take two more doors and you finally reach the locker room. We walked over to a locker labeled: A.C.

"This is your locker." Amanda said pointing to the light blue locker. "Here, you can keep everything just like the other jail where you worked at. In here, you are allowed to carry a gun, since it is at higher risk."

"So, then why can we carry around guns? Isn't that even more dangerous?" I asked.

"Maybe so, but you will need it. Trust me." Amanda tried to persuade me.

"No thanks." I said putting the gun in my locker, "I like Hand-to-hand combat. It's more…fun."

"Miss. Chase-"

"It's my choice, Officer Smith. If something happens it will be my fault."

"As you wish."

She went through the normal procedures, then she lead me to the different rooms. First stop, the enormous medical ward. It was about ten times the size of the one inside the jail I used to work with. Will was sticking the head of an injured inmate, so he told me he would caught up to me later. Second stop, the women's side of the jail. They were all wearing orange jumpsuits, and there were about three in each room. One girl, who looked like 'the grudge' came up to me and laughed.

"Well, look what we have here, girls? Fresh meat." She said in a weird voice.

"Listen here, weirdo." I said as I grabbed her shirt from the bars and slammed her face into the bars. "Be very careful how you talk to me, do you understand?"

"No."

"What did you say?"

"Yes, Ma'am!" She yelled.

"Good." And I let her go.

She looked scared and walked back to her corner.

"You will call me Miss. Chase from now on. And nothing else." I said in such a firm voice that everyone coward away.

"Yes, Miss. Chase." The chorus of voices' said.

"Good."

Amanda looked at me with admiration. I looked down at her, and gestured for her to keep going. She did. After the whole tour of this giant prison, she left me in area C.

"Here is your first assignment. Percy Jackson is inside C3." Amanda said as she opened the door with her pass key.

I nodded, she looked at me with a worried face.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay, by yourself?" She said.

I almost laughed.

"Of course, I am. You can go now." I told her.

She nodded the left. I walked through the heavy metal door and closed it. I turned and began to walk.

C1…..C2….C3. I stopped in the number I had too. I noticed that he was the only one in this whole area. He must have done something really wrong; I made a mental note to check his file later. I looked inside the bars. There was a man sitting in the bottom bed of the four bunk beds there were in there. His head was down, so his messy black hair covered his face. He was wearing a blue and white stripped jumpsuit, and his hands were hand cuffed. He looked up, but he didn't look at me in the eyes. He just looked straight to the wall in front of him.

But then he did look at me. His eyes surprised me so much; it almost made my no emotion expression turned to surprise. They were so green! Like the sea, mixed with the sky. They were amazing. But I kept my cold stare.

"Well, hello there, Annabeth." He said.

Did he just say my name? How in the world did he know my name? Well, Amanda did say everyone knew who I was.

"Jackson." I said.

He smiled at me, and his teeth were surprisingly white. He stood up and slowly walked towards me, I stood my ground. But I also noticed how tall and strong he was. He was also very tan, for being in the shadows all the time.

"What brings you here?" He asked.

"None of your business." I said.

He smiled.

"Come closer." He said.

"No." I replied.

He laughed.

"Scared?" He asked.

"Of course not, why would I be scared of you?" I asked.

"Many reasons." He simply said. "So you are scared, since you are not walking closer."

"I do whatever I want too, and right now I really don't want to be next to a filthy criminal, like you."

His eyes hardened.

"I am not a criminal."

"Of course not, your just in here because you want to play dress up."

"You don't know anything about me, Annabeth." Percy said.

"And you know something about me?" I asked.

"Yes. You were trained by Chiron, you are one of the most feared women in this business, and you are the most beautiful." He said with a smile.

I remained silent. Did he just compliment me? Why did I feel my chest tighten?

"Please come closer." He whispered.

I decided to move closer, if anything I would knock the living day light out of him. His hands moved up and cupped my face, I wanted to move back but his touch was so light and caring I didn't. His eyes looked deep into mine, I swallowed hard.

"See, it's not that bad." He said.

"Why, did you want me to come closer to you?" I asked.

"Because, I wanted to see if you were as beautiful as they said you were. And they were saying the truth." He said.

I was still confused. Then I heard the door being opened, and I pushed him away from me, and his back hit the metal bar of the bunk bed. That must have hurt.

"Annabeth, there you are." Will said as he walked over.

"Will, hello." I said.

He saw Percy struggling to get up, his bad must have been bleeding a bit. I think he didn't expect me to push him that hard.

"Percy you okay?" Will asked.

"I'm fine. Annabeth there is a little bit wild, and tough. But that's okay, I like that." Percy said as he sat in his bed.

I looked away in disgust. I patted Will on the back.

"I have to go do my rounds, I'm going to go see what fight I can pick." I told will as I walked away.

"Be careful, Annie!" He called after me.

I closed the door so hard it made a giant echo.

"Don't call me that." I whispered.

And looked back through the small glass in the door. Percy was looking at me; he smirked and turned to Will. I have to read his file soon.


Percy's POV

Annabeth through the door so hard, the echo shook the bars of my cell. I saw her take one last look at me, and I smirked at her. I couldn't believe she didn't recognize me! I did kiss her years ago! But she didn't remember that at all. Well, that was when we were 14, but still. I remember why couldn't she! I turned to Will.

"She didn't remember me." I told him.

"Well, Percy, I don't know what to tell you." Will said looking at the vibrating door.

"Will, how's my case going?" I asked.

"Not good, Percy. They still find you guilty."

"But I didn't do it! I swear!"

"They don't believe it. And there isn't any evidence to help you." Will said.

I sighed.

"Percy, when Annabeth reads your file, and finds out that you are the one that caused Chiron's disappearance she is going to kill you."

"It wasn't me, it was Luke. He is working for Kronos, I have to get out of here." I told him seriously.

"I can't help you. But Annabeth can." Will said.

He was right, Annabeth was my way out. Annabeth would help me prove my innocence.

"Will can you do me a favor." I asked him.

"Anything."

"Stop Annabeth from reading my file." I told him.


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