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Crimsonsword142: Your grandfathers were right, congratulations!
Bubbles95: Unfortunately, you only got Maya right. Who you thought was Stephan's father is actually Altair's father, I meant to say that he loves music, remember how that god also flirted a lot? You'll find out who Stephan's father is soon enough, ;)

I walked up beside him, "My grandfathers?" I echoed, "But you said they were dead."

My father placed his hand on my shoulder, "They're alive, they've been alive, always, longer than you could think. Now, when I finally tell you about them, your life will be dangerous, Annabeth. It'll be scary, but your friends have parents that are like your grandparents, their lives have danger, not quite as much. You're very special Annabeth, you know nothing about how nice it'd be to be you, but yet your life is terrifying all at once." He turned on the light, and I saw more, I saw everything…and some of that I didn't need to see. I looked at Stefan, who nodded and smiled at me. His pants were missing, and to replace it was brown fur, the same color as his hair. His father was also missing his pants, and had red-leg hair to match his curly hair. I turned to the men in the middle though, "Annabeth. Meet Poseidon and Zeus, the god of the sea and sky, they are your grandparents. Poseidon is my father, and Zeus is your grandfather from your mother's side."

I walked forward and nodded my head to them. I took in the news easy, I knew that my grandfathers wouldn't just magically disappear with no name, and no reason for their death. I understood the reason for my father's hiding, but he moved forward, "Annabeth, you're what is known as a half-blood. But you're a very unique half-blood. Any regular demigod; as they are also referred to; such as me would only have the blood of one mortal and one god. But you have the blood of two mortals and two gods. Also, a regular demigod would often half both ADHD and dyslexia but you have both clear reading and a normal pace. But your grandfathers are the most powerful gods to live. That made me and your mother both dangerous half-bloods, but you and your sister are even more dangerous than any other half-blood. Your sister was lucky enough to be scot-free from anything, but when you were born the doctors thought something was wrong with your blood, so they took you away from us and your mother and I knew what they found. They found the odd blood within your system, unlike your sister who must have very, very little god-blood in her."

"Your friends are like your mother and I though. Well, Stefan's a little different."

I looked at my dad, "A little? That dude's got hairy legs than a goat!"

My father coughed, "Well, he's supposed to have just as much hair as a goat. His father, Grover, is a satyr. His mother, Pamela is also a satyr. Which makes your friend, Stefan a satyr too, half human and half goat. Now your friends are half-bloods too. Your friend, Maya's father is Ares, the god of war. Which would be why she can be tough. Your friend Altair is a son of Apollo, to explain his good music-marks and why he sometimes flirts a lot. Trust me, his father is worse." I chuckled a little.

"So, I get why poet-boy and vulture-brain are here. But what about goat-boy?" Stefan's father laughed at what I said, and I just looked at him.

"I'm sorry, it's just that you remind me much of your mother." he apologized.

"Because," Stefan stood up, "I'm becoming a keeper, and they sent me out to find a half-blood. And then they asked if they could come because it's not like they would be chosen for a quest. You have to come to camp!"

"What camp?" I asked in curiosity, but my father wasn't too happy with the idea of me going to camp.

"But she isn't technically a half-blood, I don't want her to go to Camp!" he decided, stomping his foot on the floor. Suddenly I realized that my grandfathers had left, so much for a goodbye.

"But I kind of want to. I mean, I've never gone to any camp before in my life, dad."

"Nonsense, your sister didn't have to go! And neither will you!"

"But you said she didn't have enough god-blood to have to!"

He stood and over looked me, but I tried my best to stay strong, and not break down and cry under my father. I stood tall and looked at him, straight into his eyes, those green eyes. The ones often had that harsh tone behind it, the look that made me want to disintegrate, but I stood against those eyes, my blue eyes staring right back into them. Neither backed down. I was consistent to go to this camp, but my father obviously did not want this to happen. He was against it, against everything about it, as though the worst memory of his life happened there. "You lost her there, didn't you?" I whispered, "That's where you lost Annabeth Chase."

My father stopped and backed up and grinded his teeth, his shoulders relaxing, "How do you even know? I never told you about her!"

"Mom told me, she never told me anything about her though. She just said I always reminded her of Annabeth. I want you to tell me the story."

He sat down and sighed, patting his hand on the bed. Altair obviously knew the story, for he stood, grabbed Maya and left. Stefan and Grover left behind them, "When I was eleven, I found out about my father. When I got to camp, a blonde girl arrived, she was there to help me. She had gray eyes, the most beautiful gray eyes I'd seen in years. Her name was Annabeth. She believed in me, even before I actually knew who my father was. A prophecy had been foretold about a child of one of the Big Three who turned sixteen and either saved or destroyed the world. Annabeth believed it was me, she always knew it, then I found out who my father was. She helped me through everything, she was always there for me. She loved a guy, his name was Luke Castellan, he was a son of Hermes; I believe I told you about him, but never about his father. Luke left, and joined the forces of Kronos, but Annabeth still loved him every minute, which always made me jealous. One year, your grandmother died, so I went to visit Annabeth. She was dating a guy, his name was Jake, who we later found out was a son of Ares. I never trusted him, and a couple of us went on a cruise to Greece. It happened there. Annabeth disappeared one day, and I became worried and found Luke there. I captured Luke and kept him with me, begging to know where Annabeth was. He had no clue and played innocent, but I never believed him. We all went on a search for Annabeth, your mother, Grover and I went looking. I found her, she never looked so terrible. She was scarred, her hair was wet and everywhere, in her face across every cut and bruise. It covered her gray eyes, the ones I loved. I remember when her lips touched mine at that moment, but Kronos, you remember him, was not satisfied with what we did. For that, he killed her. I went to the Underworld after I found I could bring her back, but she didn't want to, she told us she would come back eventually. We never knew what she meant, but she did come back." He looked at me, "You are Annabeth, little do you know it."

I looked at him. I'm Annabeth? Was she living in me, living her real life? I looked back at every dream I had, I always saw my dad, looking at me in happiness, and my mother. I had some nightmares too, maybe they were Annabeth in her old life, trying to remember everything.

So that is how I became Annabeth Chase, in my own little way.

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