And okay, so I guess this is the actual chapter 1 since the last one was just stuff about her. This story takes place a few years after BoO. Annabeth and Percy are married, and are camp counselors at the moment. This story will be in Alyssa's POV. I would say more, but I don't wanna spoil anything.
I ran. I ran down the street, dodging cars and pedestrians, and into the alley that turned out to be a dead end. I knew I was trapped. The black mastiff with
the glowing red eyes was going to get me, I knew.
It rounded the corner. This was when I got my first good look at it. It was huge, at least the size of a mini van. Shaggy black fur covered its body and the red
eyes seemed to make the air around it glow a faint, crimison color. Shadows looked as if they were dancing around it. It advanced me, slow and predator
like, for it knew that I could not escape.
I'm dead, this is how I'll go, I thought.
That's when the man with the glowing sword and the woman with the long and sharp bone-sword showed up. They came running down the alley from the
same direction I had came from, so it made me wonder if they had been following me or the creature. At first, I was worried that they were the owners of this
dog-thing, but instead they attacked it, slashing and hacking until the monster turned tail and fled. They turned towards me, and the man's sword changed
into a ballpoint pen when he touched something that looked like a pen cap, to the tip of it. The woman only sheathed hers. The man had tousled black hair
and sea green eyes while the woman had curly blonde hair and storm gray eyes. They both wore a t-shirt that read: Camp Half-Blood, and jeans. They looked
almost regal, with muscles and scars, but what really disturbed me was that, deep in their eyes, was a look that seemed as if they'd seen everything, and
couldn't be broken any more than they already were.
"Hello Alyssa Kari Mason, I'm Annabeth and this is my husband Percy. We are here to help you. You need to come with us, we can teach you how to fight
monsters like that hell hound. Do you trust us?" The woman, Annabeth, said.
The man, Percy, nodded.
I decided that they seemed trustworthy. I remembered my mother's warnings on stranger danger, and these were in fact strangers, but for some reason I
found them to seem truthful in their promise to help.
"Okay. I trust you." I said.
They smiled and nodded, and Percy held out his hand for me to take. I took it and we walked out of that rotten alley and towards a place that I would soon
call home, though I had not known it at the time.