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Chapter Time!

Chapter 4- Annabeth and Percy

Annabeth

I screamed shrilly and jumped back towards Rachel and the other side of the carriage, getting as far away from those green eyes as possible. Rachel and I pressed ourselves against the far corner as the door opened slowly. I could feel Rachel trembling next to me.

"Hello, ladies. What brings you to our fair town?" A smirk played across the boy's face as he looked us over. "After all, we don't usually get your kind here."

Rachel's voice cracked and shook as she spoke. "P-please. We didn't mean a-any harm. We were just taking a ride through the town."

He snorted. "What? You thought you'd just take an afternoon drive through the slums? Daddy's castle wasn't good enough for you?"

He's making fun of us, I thought. My eyes narrowed. As usual, when it came to my pride, I got a little carried away.

"Don't talk to her like that!" I yelled at him. He looked slightly taken aback by my sudden outburst. He glared back at me. When he realized I wasn't going to look away first, he laughed.

"You've got nerve, kid." The next few moments went by in a blur as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife. Before I could say a word, he was in the carriage next to me, pinning my arms to my sides and holding his knife to my throat. "But in Hades, nerve is what gets you killed."

I could hear Rachel pleading next to me as I tried not to swallow. I stared into his eyes without moving. This guy was obviously a criminal, but there was something in his beautiful green eyes that made me sad. I could see pain in them, and for a second I almost felt sorry for him. No, I thought. He's a monster. He'll kill you if you aren't careful.

I tried to focus on Rachel's voice. She sounded like she was on the verge of tears. "She didn't mean it! Please, just let us go! We won't bother you, I promise. We'll never speak of this again. Don't kill us, please!"

He didn't look at Rachel. He kept his eyes on me, studying my face. His head was cocked to one side, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he spoke. "I'll let both of you go. If," he pressed his knife a little closer to my throat, "this one apologizes to me."

"Annabeth, apologize!"

He smirked. "Yeah, Annie, I wanna hear an apology."

My blood boiled, and I didn't feel sorry for him anymore. Not even a little. I spit in his face. "Don't. Call. Me. Annie."

He gritted his teeth. Keeping the knife pressed to my throat with one hand, he shifted so that his body was pinning me down instead of his arm. With his free hand, he wiped the saliva off of his face. Then he turned back to me, murder in his eyes. "I ought to slit your throat for that," he said quietly. His voice was soft, but there was a coldness to it that made me shiver. He looked like he was getting ready to kill me when a voice sounded from outside.

"Percy? Are you still here?" It was a boy's voice.

Without turning from me, the boy, who must have been Percy, called back, "In the carriage, Nico."

I looked over Percy's shoulder and saw a boy with black hair and black eyes pop his head in the door. He rolled his eyes. "Dammit, Perce, You just can't stay away from the ladies, can you?"

"They were being escorted by Octavian. I couldn't help but screw with him some."

"Well, I'd hate to cut your fun short, but we gotta scram. Did you see the insignia on the carriage?"

"I didn't pay too much attention."

"Of course you didn't. Why am I not surprised?" Nico said sarcastically. "It's one of the personal carriages for the King of Olympus. You know what that means?"

Percy finally turned away from me to look at Nico. I didn't dare move because his knife was still too close to my throat. After a second, he looked back at me and Rachel, glaring at me mostly.

"All right," he said. "Which one of you is the Princess of Olympus?"

Rachel squeaked and half raised her hand. "That would be me."

"And who's this bitch?" he asked, referring to me.

"Annabeth. Her father is the chief advisor for my dad."

"Dammit," Percy swore. He climbed off of me and released his hold on my arms. I rubbed them, trying to get the blood flowing since he cut off my circulation. "I suppose if you're that important I can't really kill you, can I?" He frowned, as if this really inconvenienced him.

"So if I weren't important, you would kill me?"

Percy thought for a moment. Then he nodded. "Probably. But alas, I cannot. I'm gonna have to steal something from you, though. I can't just let you go." He glanced sideways at Nico, who was trying not to laugh. "I have a reputation to uphold."

"A reputation? As what, a murdering thief?"

Nico laughed. "Oh, she got you, Perce."

Percy shoved him and narrowed his eyes. They landed on my mother's bracelet. "That," he said, pointing to it. "Give me the bracelet."

I held my wrist to my chest, cradling it against me. "No. You can't have this."

He cocked his head to the side. "Why not? Daddy can't buy you a new one?"

I shook my head. "Please, you can have anything else. But you can't take my bracelet."

He glared, fingering his knife. "Give me the bracelet, or I'll kill you both."

Rachel paled. "Annabeth, just give it to him."

I glared at her, tears filling my eyes. The only thing that I had ever gotten that belonged to my mother, and I was going to lose it on the first day I had it. My vision blurred as I removed it from my wrist and threw it at his face. He caught it easily and put it in his pocket.

"A pleasure doing business with you, ladies. Now, if you'll excuse us, I do believe the Guard is on their way. They'll bring you back to Daddy." I watched as the two boys turned away, laughing and joking with each other.

A few minutes later, the Guard showed up. They asked us if we had been hurt, and we said we hadn't. They said that they found Captain Octavian, beat up and unconscious in a nearby alley. Apparently, the rest of the Guard escorting us had been picked off one by one. However, no one was dead or had suffered any serious injuries.

The Guard that rescued us asked us if we saw anyone or if any suspicious people approached us. I glanced at Rachel, who shook her head. Then I turned back to the Guardsman.

"We didn't see anyone."

Percy

"You know, Percy, when you said that you needed a distraction I thought you meant a girl. Not trying to get yourself killed." Thalia didn't find my story nearly as funny as Travis and Connor did.

"Well, technically he was with a girl when I found him," Nico said. "Two of them."

"Were they hot?" Connor asked excitedly.

Nico was about to answer when Thalia said, "Think carefully before you answer that question."

Nico gulped. "Uh…well, they weren't bad looking."

Connor rolled his eyes and looked at me. "Were they hot?"

I shrugged. "I guess. But that's not even the good part." I leaned in, lowering my voice, even though no one else was around to overhear. "One of them was the Princess of Olympus."

Everyone except Nico stared at me in shock. Thalia was the first one to speak. And she was pissed. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you have a death wish or something? If you thought the Guard was after you before, they're gonna be everywhere now! Didn't you think about Tyson and your mom? What happens to them if the Guard finds out you're related to them? They're probably gonna get killed right along with you! And what about us? They aren't gonna rest until we're all dead, you idiot!"

"Thalia, calm down," Nico said soothingly. He put a hand on her shoulder. "I sent out Grover and Beckendorf to go check on things. They said that the Guard wasn't searching for Percy."

I looked at him. "So what does that mean?"

"It means that the Princess and her friend must've decided not to talk about you."

I rubbed the back of my neck. "Well, she did say that she was gonna pretend it didn't happen."

Thalia rolled her eyes, but she looked a lot calmer now. "Still. You can't go around doing that. Stay away from the rich people. They just add complications." She looked right at Travis as she said that.

Travis glared at her. "Katie isn't a complication! I-I love her!"

"And she's probably forgotten that you exist. Move on, Trav. You can't keep pining after her."

"Shut up, Thalia! Just because Luke left you doesn't mean that all rich people are bad." He got up and stormed out of the warehouse without turning back. Connor got up and ran after him.

I looked at Thalia. She was slightly pale. "You know he didn't mean it, Thals. He's just a little worked up." She didn't say anything, but she nodded, closing her eyes and leaning back against Nico. I looked at the two of them. They were an unlikely couple, but they worked well together. As long as they were both happy, I was okay with it.

"What are you gonna do with that bracelet?" Nico asked.

I'd almost forgotten about it. I pulled it out of my pocket and stared at it. It had a small silver owl hanging off of it. The bracelet didn't look like it would cost too much. I probably couldn't sell it. I wondered why the gray-eyed girl…Annabeth, that was her name…had been so upset when I took it from her. Whatever, I thought. She probably didn't want to tell Daddy that she lost it.

"I don't know. Do you want it, Thals?" She shook her head and I shrugged, putting it back in my pocket. "I'd give it to my mom, but she wouldn't like it if she knew it was stolen. I guess I could give it to Calypso, but that would just cause more problems."

"Didn't you break up with her?" Nico asked.

"Yeah, I did. Three times actually. But she just won't take no for an answer."

Thalia shrugged. "She's used to getting what she wants. She wants you."

I leaned back, groaning. "But I don't want her."

Nico laughed. "Yeah. You want that girl. Annabeth."

I sat up and glared at him. "Are you kidding? I had a five minute talk with her. And she seemed like a complete bitch." I rolled my eyes. "Typical rich girl."

"No, she seemed like a challenge." Nico looked completely serious. "And you do love challenges."

I just shook my head at that. He was right, I did love a good challenge. But would I really go after someone that was my complete opposite? After all, she was rich and I was poor. I had to work for everything, and she probably had it served to her on a silver platter. There was no way I could ever be with someone like that. Even if they did have beautiful blonde hair and piercing gray eyes, and…

"Percy?" Thalia's voice drew me out of my thoughts. I looked up at her. "Promise me that you won't go do something stupid. Please."

I smiled at her. "I promise, Thals."

I never was very good at keeping promises.

All right, there you are. I won't be able to update again for a while, but I will be back as soon as I can. I love you all very much! Especially those who review (hint, hint)! I'm gonna go watch Legend of Korra now. Bye! ~Belle

P.S.- I just noticed that this story was added to a Community (Percy Jackson Stories That Rock). This excites me very very much! YAY! (Thanks Mythomagic-Champion!)

All right bye for reals now! ~Belle