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I stopped and looked at the T.V. but the commercial had changed. Great. Even the T.V. is correcting me. I had to clear my head… I also felt a familiar pain in my mouth. I was hungry…oh look. It's the jogger lady. I smiled, and casually walked towards her…

Chapter 4 (Annabeth's POV)

I have a feeling Percy isn't going to give up. I have been avoiding him for weeks now. I went to Washington, to find my friend Damon, to see if I could spend a mini vacation there. Hoping it will clear my mind a bit. Right now, I am in the snowy mountains way far up the border of Washington. Damon was the kind of Vampire who believed that killing Humans was wrong, so he lived Isolated in the woods, hunting animals…or in other words, wolfs.

I was looking out the window, watching tiny snowflakes fall. I smiled, my idea was working. I was relaxing. Damon pulled up a chair next to me, and handed me a coffee cup full of blood. I laughed internally, thinking how normal this was for me, but to anyone else this would look completely bizarre.

"Well…is it working?" Damon asked me.

I looked at him. He had midnight black hair, pale blue eyes, and white as snow skin. He was older than me, by only a thousand years. He was my friend, but he acted more as my mentor. Always guiding me, and telling me his words of wisdom. He was turned into a Vampire at the age of 20. So he looked young.

"A little bit. But my mind still thinks about him from time to time." I answer.

Damon chuckled.

"I don't see what's wrong here, Annie. Are you scared because you have a little crush?" He smiled.

Remember what I said about him being Wise? Well, yeah. He's only wise 10% of the time. The other 90%, is him being cocky, arrogant, stubborn, and annoying. I glared at him for calling me, Annie. He knows I hate it.

"I don't have a crush, Damon. Why are you so annoying?" I asked.

"I am not annoying! But I'm serious. There is nothing wrong with having a crush."

"You're right. There is nothing wrong with having a crush. But…when you are a Vampire and your crush is a mortal, then there's a problem." I explained to him.

"Ha! You admitted it! You do have a crush!"

"Did not!"

"Yes you did!"

"I was giving you an example. I said Vampire and Mortal, I didn't say any names." I told him.

"You're in denial." He stated.

"Just shut up and drink your blood." I told him.

He didn't say anything, he just smirked and obeyed. I rolled my eyes, and looked out the window. I saw something really strange on the floor outside. On the white, snow covered ground; there was a perfect blood red flower. If I had any color on my skin, it would have gotten away.

Damon noticed and looked outside. When he saw the rose, his eyes widen a bit. He put down his cup of blood, and used his Vampire speed to go outside, grab the flower, and then sit back down as if nothing had happened. He examined the flower and gave the rose to me.

"It's a rose." He said, stating the obvious.

"I hate roses." I told him.

"Why?"

"Because Roses mean two things: Love and Treachery." I told him.

He nodded in understanding, and then continued to drink from his cup. I threw the flower on the ground and looked back outside. There weren't any footsteps, only quick big ones left by Damon. How did the flower get here? Who put it here? Then I started to think…

Roses mean one of two things, Love or Treachery. Who would love me? Or who would want to cause me harm? Maybe not harm me, but betray their word…

My eyes widen. If anyone would want to hurt me, they couldn't. But now I have formed some sort of attachment with that Green-eyed man. They would hurt him knowing it would also hurt me too. I looked at Damon in alarm, and he stepped on the flower. He turned to me.

"Annabeth, go." He said.

I didn't need to be told twice. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and ran out the door. I had to get to New York soon. I know I don't have a lot of time before whoever sent the flower gets to New York.

As I ran at super speed through all the states, I could only think of one thing.

Percy…what have you gotten yourself into?

Percy's POV

I have tried looking for Annabeth everywhere. Around alleys, in hospitals, when jogging people would run by. Everything. Yet, she has managed to stay hidden from me. I don't know how long it had to be to fall in love, but I felt something special with Annabeth. Something I have never felt towards any other girl. A connection, maybe. I have had past girlfriends, like this crazy red-head named Rachel. Once we broke up, I was actually happy to be away from her. But when Annabeth left my apartment that day, I couldn't do anything but look for her.

Right now, it was getting dark. Vampires come out in the dark right? They are nocturnal beings. So, I put on my jacket and headed out the door. As soon as i walked out the door, I felt a strong wind hit be as soon as I opened the door. That was strange, because the wind was blowing the other way. I ignored it, locked my door, and headed down to Time Square.

I walked around, looking at every flash of blonde that past but they weren't Annabeth. Actually, one wasn't even a girl, it was a guy with blonde hair that reached his knees…Suddenly I felt a strong and powerful hand push me into an alley. My back hit the wall with such force it knocked the air out of me. Another person punched me in the stomach, causing me to bend over. I fell to my knees, but quickly stood up and before my attacker noticed I tripped him. And punched him hard in the face, I watched as he fell on his back and didn't stand back up. He was knocked-out.

I turned around to face a man. He was tall, strong; his hair was a very light brown, and his eyes turned from brown to yellow to blue. Almost like Annabeth's…

"Who are you?" I asked.

The man chuckled.

"My name…is Mark. Mark Greyback…werewolf." He said, smiling, showing me his sharp dog teeth.

I looked up at the sky, and saw a full moon, isn't that when Werewolf's are at their strongest? I'm in a bad situation, aren't I? Oh, Annabeth. The trouble you got me in…

"And guess what, mortal? You know one of my worst enemies…I would love to see her suffer when she finds out your dead." Mark told me.

"Annabeth? Well, you got the wrong person. She doesn't care about me; she won't even notice I'm gone." I told him.

He laughed.

"That won't save you. She cares about you more than you think." He said, and then he advanced at blinding speed towards me.

I didn't move, if he was going to kill me, I was going to die trying to survive. But as he was about to touch me, a wind came out of now where and attacked Mark. Mark flew into the wall, and he made that little whine puppies do? Yep, that's it. When I looked up, I saw Annabeth glaring at Mark. Her eyes changed colors and her fangs were out. They were sharper than any knife I've ever seen. Then I noticed something on Mark's arm, a huge gash.

Mark got up from the floor and saw his arm. He growled.

"YOU BIT ME YOU OLD BAT!" He screamed at Annabeth.

Annabeth smirked.

"You shouldn't have played with fire, Mark. I spared your life last time we meant, but I told you loud and clear I never wanted to see you ever again. And you didn't obey. You betrayed your words. Now, I won't be so nice." Annabeth said in a low voice.

"Let's see who wins this time!" Mark yelled.

"I already won, Mark. You lost."

"Don't be so sure."

"Mark, you are young. You even haven't been werewolf for more than 10 years. You are a complete idiot. Didn't anyone tell you, that when a Vampire bites a werewolf…they turn into a regular wolf." Annabeth finished with a satisfied look on her face.

"WHAT?" Mark screamed as he started to shrink.

He slowly fell to his hands and feet, who were quickly replaced by paws. In minutes he was a grey wolf. Annabeth smiled, when he tried to attack her. But Annabeth simply kicked him to the wall, and there was a loud crack. She walked over to him, and picked him up.

"Damon is going to love this." She murmured.

She turned around and faced me, then sighed.

"I told you." She said.

"Told me what?" I asked.

"That you were going to get hurt. But, of course, you didn't listen to me. You have to forget about me." Annabeth said, she didn't look in my eyes when she did. She tried walking away but I grabbed her arm.

"Annabeth I can't. I can't forget about you. I tried, but it didn't work. I can't get you out of my head no matter how hard I try. I just…can't." I tried to explain to her.

She turned to me, and looked deep into my eyes.

"You're just going to have to try harder." She said.

But there was something in her eyes. Was that sadness? When she was about to run off again, I stopped her by going in front of her. Then I placed my hands on either side of her face, and kissed her.

Annabeth's POV

I looked deep into his eyes, and gathered all the will power I had.

"You're just going to have to try harder." I told her.

I felt sadness come over me, and I tried to hide it as best as I could. I was about to run off, to give the wolf to Damon (since he was always hungry), but he came in front of me. He placed his hands on either side of my face and….kissed me.

HE KISSED ME!

It was a soft, small kiss. But my heart would have skipped a beat (if it could). I pulled away from him, and glared at him (completely the opposite emotion of what I was feeling). He looked kind of hurt, but hid his emotions just as good as I could.

"That's not going to help." I warned him.

"But…didn't you feel anything." He asked softly.

"I…might have felt something…"

"Then does that mean-"

"That doesn't mean anything. Goodbye, Percy."

Then I ran off, but as I did I heard him say.

"See you soon…Annabeth." He said softly.

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There are some things I want to clear up.

Annabeth is 20, she was turned into a vampire a long time ago (year, still to be determined).

Percy is 22.

Annabeth get wiser, but she stays the same age. Her mind still thinks like a 20 year old, but way smarter than a normal 20 year old.

Percy is NORMAL. But he will have some abilities that some humans might not have…

If Annabeth losses the ring, well…she can't go out in the sun anymore. She will have to go to a warlock that makes them, (I will explain later on.)

Annabeth is forever stuck in the age she is now. She can't turn younger or older.

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