[Partners in Crime]
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In case you didn't know what happened in the last chapter...
"Percy, that's not important anymore. We kill within reason, we murder people who have done wrong and who are corrupted. Well, and those people who annoy the living hell out of us by getting on our territory and getting involved. If Olympus ended up breaking apart, Tataurus will come back and grow worse. They will kill and murder unnecessarily. San Francisco's balance will be shattered. Not only that your family is here."
Percy grit his teeth. "I'm not getting involved. I left for a reason."
"I wish you well, my son."
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Chapter 3
Little Annabeth happily ran to the door when the bell rang. She had been waiting for her mother for hours for a bedtime story that they would read everyday. Usually, it was the same one: Greek Mythology. It always seemed to lure her into another world much better than the other books she read.
When she opened the door, two large men with a black collar shirt and black slacks walked in. their belt was also black with a silver buckle. On their waist was a pocket that shaped like a gun and in their breast pocket was a walkie talkie that beeped every few moments. They both had a sullen look in the eyes and Annabeth's smile disappeared. They looked at her and suddenly her shy side was visible. Nevertheless she puffed up her chest and crossed her arms.
"Who are you?" She boldly asked, and one of the men cracked a smile.
"Hey, sweetie, is your dad home?" He asked, and she nodded her head.
"But who are you?" She stubbornly stayed in her place.
"We're the good guys. We need to talk to your dad about your mom." He explained, and Annabeth grinned widely.
"You know my mom?" She asked and they winced. She then frowned, "What?"
"Annabeth, let them in." a voice in the background called. She turned her head and found her father. He had his reading glasses on and a book in his hand. Annabeth huffed and stepped to the side, and the two 'good-guys' walked in. Her dad looked at them calmly. "How can I help you today?"
"Mr. Chase? I'm Mike and this is Jordan. We are part of the San Francisco Police Department. We would like to give you some news about your wife, Adrienna might want to sit down."
"Very well." They all sat down on the couch. One of the policemen sat on her favorite blanket, making Annabeth flush with irritation. "Annabeth, go to your room, I will tell you about it later, okay?"
"Why should I?" Annabeth asked, crossing her arms.
"Annabeth, just this once, please?" Her father asked. She noticed his desperation, so she obediently walked away and closed the door behind her. But being the stubborn girl she is, she sat behind the door and pushed her ear against it. Suddenly, conversation can be heard.
The man was talking, "Mr. Chase, you're wife was shot right through the neck 3 hours ago. Somebody called an hour later and the ambulance did all they could. I'm sorry, Mr. Chase, but your wife died on the way to the hospital."
Annabeth froze in shock. No. No no no no no no no. This can't be happening. Her mom can't simply, die!
She heard her father's voice crack, "Who did this? Who could have possibly done this?"
"Mr. Chase, I'm sorry, but we're not so sure. However, we highly suspect Olympus."
Annabeth screamed. She pushed open the door as tears flew down her cheeks.
"No not mom!" She cried loudly and her father stood up. "Noooo!" She yelled.
"Annabeth, I know-" her father started, but she started running towards the house exit, feeling the rush of cold air that blasted against her new dress that her mother bought for her yesterday.
She cried, and she couldn't stop. Annabeth ran down the street and ran into someone. She fell down and she cried harder.
The person knelt down, and Annabeth looked into his eyes. He was around the same age as her, and he was wearing a baseball cap and sneakers. His eyes were really green.
"Are you okay?" He asked. She didn't respond. She looked away from his eyes. He sighed, "Girls are so weird." She still didn't respond.
Suddenly she saw a man behind him, with a large pistol gun aimed straight at his head. When he pulled the trigger she screamed when blood splattered against her dress. She yelled-
"PERCY!" Annabeth suddenly stood up and hit something extremely hard.
"Ow! Fuck, Annabeth, I'm here!" When her vision cleared, she saw Percy's forehead, which turned red from the contact with her forehead. Annabeth breathed heavily and Percy's eyes softened.
"Annabeth, I'm here. We're safe, Annabeth." He placed a hand on her shoulder and the other one cupped her cheek, wiping the tears that streaked her face. Normally she would've pushed him away and yelled at him for being so weird, but she felt calmer under his touch. When his hand left her cheek, her face felt cold.
"I'm here, Annabeth." He said again, and Annabeth swallowed thickly. "You're nightmare won't hurt you anymore," She didn't respond. It was silent.
She then realized it was morning, and the sun was shining in the room with the windows and curtains open. A food tray sat beside her, with Percy on the other side. The lights were off and the air felt cool. She looked at Percy and they locked eyes. His eyes were still a swirling green as his orbs reflected the sunlight. Today they had a gentle feeling, like she was laying on the beach, listening to the waves crash on the shore. The bags under his eyes and the exhausted look on his face showed that he didn't sleep all night. Today he was wearing a light blue collar-shirt and a red tie with a black vest and jacket. She remembered when they were younger he would rather kill himself than put himself in that outfit he was wearing today. Before, he would always wear a simple v-neck shirt and jeans. His face would always show mischief and his cocky smirk. God, she hated that cocky smirk.
But now, she kind of missed it. It was a signature move that hasn't been used for years. Today, his face has matured, and disoriented, like he'd seen hell and managed to crawl out of it. Then again, she pretty much looked exactly the same.
After a moment, she broke the ice, "It was a bad nightmare."
Percy crawled on the other side of the bed so he could face her. He smacked her legs out of the way and she growled, making him slightly chuckle.
"So much for taking care of the patient," she commented and he rolled his eyes.
"Oh please, I had to suffer with you ever since I was like 4 years old, I should be the one who's the patient." He said.
"Hey!" She smacked his leg and he laughed. "I'm the reason why you passed high school." She raised an eyebrow as he thought for a moment.
"The past is in the past Annie, let's not bring all that up." He threw aside her comment, making her smile.
"Remember when I helped you ask your crush out?" She wiggled her eyebrows and he sighed.
"First of all, Annabeth, she was not my crush. Second of all, even if she was, you literally just went up to her and said 'he's going to ask you out'. I swear you probably threw in a 'say no he's so dumb' too." He retorted. Annabeth laughed.
"I did what people normally would do when their best friend admits they had a crush," she responded smoothly. Percy's eyebrow went up so hair it almost reached his forehead.
"Are you sure?" He said. Annabeth bobbed her head in exaggerated agreement.
"Totally," she said, almost too sweetly. Percy rolled his eyes and flashed her a smile. She almost melted at that smile, but she didn't react in any way in case he would tease her to death later on, as well as her disgust towards the idea that his ego would inflate so much it would explode.
"Fine, it's not what people would do. If she wasn't your crush, then who was?" She asked. "You know, before you chickened out and ran away," she teased.
He laughed a little, but didn't respond. Instead he looked at her the whole time. She waved her hand in front of his face. "Hello? Any thinking in there?"
He shook his head and changed the topic. "Sorry, uh, zoned out I guess." Percy awkwardly fiddled with his collar shirt. He hated these silent moments, and when Annabeth just sat there and stared at him like he was some weird unpredicted test result. "Anyway, you want to know the real deal, right?"
Annabeth's eyes, hardened. "Of course." Percy sighed. He already knew where this was headed. He wasn't sure whether he was ready to explain, and face the past he tried to throw away. He already knew it was going to bite him really hard in the ass eventually, but he definitely didn't expect it to be from his best friend.
"I won't tell you the system, it's too complicated, and I don't even know the whole thing. It's something that is learned from experience. So if you want to know the whole thing, you need to build your way up, and it's not something that you can get easily."
"That's fine, I don't care how it works. Tell me about Olympus." Annabeth said. Percy realized that her voice was colder than usual. He decided not to point that out. He was already in huge trouble anyway.
"As you already know, my dad is Poseidon. He has two other brothers, Zeus and Hades." He started.
"Is that his real name? Poseidon?" She cut in, and Percy shook his head. "If I asked what his real name was, would you tell me?" Percy shook his head again. Annabeth sighed, "Okay, continue then."
"My dad started the mafia. It was at first going to be a private company that fights crime the other way, but it ended up getting too involved with the black market, and other illegal connections, so it became a mafia. Apparently we all had a fetish for Greek Mythology or something like that, so we became Olympus" When Annabeth didn't respond, Percy continued.
"The three leaders, of course, are my dad and his brothers. Zeus takes the business, like the black market and human trafficking, Hades takes the underground, where all the torture and bribery occurs, and my dad takes the streets, the relations between other mafias, and probably is responsible for half the crime that goes in the public.. Basically my dad does the dirty work. He makes sure Olympus' reputation isn't bullshit. Those three have 9 other partners that take over little parts of the territory of our mafia, all named after the gods and goddesses of Olympus."
"Hermes, Dionysus, Apollo, Artemis, Demeter, Aphrodite, Ares, Hephaestus, Hera, and Athena." Annabeth stated the last one proudly. It was her favorite god of all time. Percy nodded.
"Below are their children. There's me, of course, and Tyson, who deals with the weaponry. Zeus has one child that I know of, Grace. Well, that's her street-name, I can't tell you her real name. If you happen to meet her, it's her job to tell you. Hades has two-no one-child, Angelo. Again, it's his job to tell you. Grace and Angelo helps my father with the dirty work most of the time. Grace is the best sniper we have, and Angelo is best on stealth. They used to be part of my team. I don't know what changed after I left. Not including me, there's one more very important person. He strangely doesn't have a street name." He stopped there.
"And who's that?" She pressed and Percy looked at her seriously.
"After what I've told you, you'll find out," he said, in almost a dangerous and cautious way. She couldn't tell whether he was exaggerating, but his eyes shone the truth.
"Wow… that's a lot more organized than we thought." Annabeth put in. Percy shook his head once more.
"No, it's corrupted-all over. Poseidon, Zeus, and Hades are all fighting for ultimate power. They all dislike sharing them. They would do anything to expose each other and pull them down, even if it means killing each other. It's sad how they wouldn't stick up for each other because they think power is worth more." He hissed the last sentence, making Annabeth slightly jump. When she regained her composure, she decided to ask a few questions.
"When did you join?" She asked.
"Around when I was 5 or 6." He replied.
"Why did you join?"
"I was forced to. I had to fill in my dad's shoes." He said thickly, "it was also to protect my mom,"
Annabeth stopped there. She knew this was a touchy subject. His mother was the sweetest and kindest human being she ever knew. Percy would do anything to protect her and his friends, and she guessed it even meant joining this mafia group.
Annabeth took Percy's hand, "Thank you Percy, for telling me this." She said, and Percy's mouth curved upward slightly as he squeezed her hand, making her heart beat a little faster.
"You did so much for me, Annabeth. How could I not tell you?" Percy said softly.
Yes… it's flashback time.
10-year old Percy stumbled to the ground, his head whirling a million miles an hour. He groaned in pain when he was thrown to the ground. His step-father's footsteps made his hair jump as a foot landed on his face, pinning him to the ground. Percy had a metallic taste in his mouth from all the blood he swallowed.
"Well well well, what do we have here?" His stepfather said gruffly, as he leaned down, his face finally in view. There was a smug look on his face that Percy wanted to wipe off. "Taking food without my permission, eh? Well… you didn't even bother asking, you know what that means."
Percy could taste Gabe's foot in his mouth, but he turned his face so he could breath.
"Why would I ask a person like you? You aren't worth anything to me," Percy spat, receiving a blow to the face.
"Don't back-talk me you little bastard? You know you need me more than I need you, just like Sally needs me more than I need her. You're worth nothing to me. You're just a little bitch who comes in and ruins everyone's lives. You're a waste of space, and you don't even deserve a person like me, or any friends, or any family. Oh right, I forgot, you don't have a family anymore. You're mother, that little whore, runs off the work everyday to avoid you. You're father, thinks you're a mistake, which is why he never visits you or cares for you. And then you have me. That's it. You don't have anyone else because no one is willing to waste their energy and spend their time even looking or talking to you. Pathetic." Gabe kicked him under the chin, making Percy cry out in pain. Gabe's foot left his face, so at least he could breath air that doesn't smell like shit.
Percy rolled over so his stomach faced the ground as he pushed himself up slowly, feeling the ache of his back. He felt his face and a burning feeling overwhelmed his body as he stumbled backwards. Hot tears flowed down his cheeks as he opened the front door and walk outside.
His pace soon became a fast sprint as Percy turned the corner, climbing the wall of his favorite place to be other than in his mother's arms.
Percy knocked the window and suddenly a girl with blond curls and grey eyes appeared. Her eyes went over the injuries on his body and she quickly opened the window. Percy rolled in, groaning in pain.
"Percy, what happened?!" She cried softly as she quickly stood on her chair, grabbing the first aid kit that was on the top shelf of her bookcase. Percy slightly smiled through his pain. She talked for the 2nd time in a week, and it was all for him. He could tell Annabeth realized that, but she didn't react to it.
She clicked it open and started cleaning the wounds, making Percy wince and cry out.
"It's the bullies again," he lied, and Annabeth sighed. Her grey eyes showed worry.
"Percy, you need to fight back. Why don't you report them?" Annabeth asked. It was the 3rd time she talked.
"It's not worth it. LIke you said, I need to fight back," Percy cried out when she rubbed alcohol in one of his cuts.
"Sorry, I have to clean this so it won't be infected." Annabeth muttered. Her face was abnormally close as she observed the cuts that was all over his face. She was on her knees beside him, a hand on his shoulder and another cleaning his wounds.
Once they were done, Percy touched the clean bandages, his pain residing. Annabeth washed her hands and looked at him carefully.
After a good amount of silence, Percy spoke up. "You know, you talked a lot today."
Annabeth rolled her eyes, "Well, I kind of had to, don't cha think?"
Percy grinning, feeling his cuts on his face stretching. "Thanks Annabeth."
"I'll only talk to you, you know that?" She said. Percy shrugged.
"It's a start."
"Percy you need to stop this. You're going to die like this. You should fight back."
Percy dropped his head. "I know, but… to be honest, I'm scared."
Annabeth sighed, and sat next to him, their shoulders touching. She pushed her blond curls out of the way, the curls that Percy wanted to touch for a long time.
"Of course you're scared. You're being bullied. But, once you do fight back and win, you could see the world in a whole other way, like it's so worth living for. That's how I felt when I started talking again. It's like everything changed. I finally have something worth living for. I finally think that life is… beautiful." Annabeth explained and Percy sniggered.
"Woah there Plato, calm yourself," he teased and Annabeth punched his arm, making him wince in pain. "Wrong arm, Wise Girl."
"Oops,"
"I have a feeling that was on purpose,"
"What are you talking about?" Annabeth said in an innocent way.
"Very funny," he said and they both laughed.
"But you know what I mean right? Fight for that, Percy. If you spend all your time on getting punched, how could there be room left for me? Fight for me. I have a feeling we'll be friends for a long time."
Percy looked at Annabeth, cracking a smile.
"Thanks Annabeth, for always being there for me." Percy said.
"Hey, that's what friends do, right?"
Yeah.. Percy thought, friends.
End of flashback
She was going to ask how she helped him in anyway, but a knock interrupted their moment. They both looked up and saw Piper and Jason standing there. Piper raised an eyebrow at her and eyed her hand, which was grasped tightly by Percy. They both quickly let go of each other's hands, blushing as they turned away.
"Hey Annabeth… and dude," Piper said, looking at Percy. Percy got off her bed and offered his hand to Piper.
"Percy," Percy introduced, and Piper took his hand and firmly shook it. Jason's mouth dropped.
"Percy?! Dude!" Jason cried, "My bro!" Percy's mouth dropped.
"Jason?!" He cried back as they did their bro-stuff, "Hell yes! It's been years!"
"Right?! How's it been going?" Jason grinned at Percy, who grinned back.
"Nothing much, man, just doing my job-" Percy jutted his thumb at Annabeth, "taking care of this lady,"
"You guys are really cute together," Piper added in, and Annabeth spluttered and choked on the water she just sipped in.
"Haha-you're-so-funny-Piper!" Annabeth banged her fist against her chest to keep her from coughing too much. Percy's skin paled.
"Uh, we're not dating," he said, and Piper raised an eyebrow,.
"...Are you sure?" She said and Annabeth groaned.
"How come everyone is asking that question?" She whined and Piper's eyebrow rose higher. Piper looked at Jason and Percy and grinned sweetly.
"Jason and Percy, sweetie, could you get a few drinks for us please?" She placed a hand on each of their shoulders and lead them out the door. They had confused looks on their face, but they obliged, knowing that Piper would probably do bad things if they didn't.
Piper slammed the door shut right when their bodies stepped out the room. She glared at Annabeth like she was expecting a 20 page essay.
"I need details Annabeth. Now." she said simply, taking Percy's warm spot across her bed.
Annabeth sighed. Great, Piper's in her mode. Her mode is when she wants to know everything about everything there is to know about her social and drama life.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Piper." She said smoothly and Piper groaned.
"That's bullshit. I need details." She singsonged the 'details' part. Her kaleidoscope eyes glowed brightly, like she was anticipating the best christmas gift ever from Santa. Her hair was still down in a messy braid with a feather laced in it. She placed her chin on her hands, waiting for Annabeth to start explaining.
"What do you need details on?" Annabeth asked, finally giving up.
"You never told me about this Percy guy. Is he the best friend you were talking about?"
"Yup, he's been with me ever since my mom died." Annabeth answered, and Piper slightly grinned.
"Aww… please don't tell me he was also the guy who made you talk again?" Piper cooed and Annabeth blushed, but nodded, "You so like him,"
Annabeth didn't react in any way, her face still red. Piper squealed.
"Oh my gosh! You should totally make a move! He's pretty damn hot too! Like damn! How do you not melt every time you look at him?" Piper fanned her face to prove her point, making Annabeth roll her eyes.
"Okay Piper, this is why I do not talk about this." She said.
"But do you like him?" Piper pressed on, and Annabeth sighed.
"He's been there for me all this time… how could I not like him?" She said softly. Piper didn't respond. "It's like… I can't imagine spending the rest of my life without him."
"Annabeth, I guarantee you, he will be the love of your life. You guys literally depend on each other!" Piper commented.
"Who depends on each other?" A voice asked, and Annabeth blushed red and held her breath. Busted. Percy was standing there in the doorway, holding three drinks, and slurping the fourth loudly. His eyes looked innocent and almost childish, which made Annabeth smile a little.
Piper jumped up and jabbed her finger against his chest, "How much did you hear?" When Percy had a confused look on his face she grabbed his collar, making him almost spill his drink. "Well?"
"I only heard that sentence! Holy-shit-mother-fuck-don't-kill-me!" Percy cried out.
"Sorry, Piper has that kind of vibe." Jason appeared behind them, scratching his head. Piper let go of Percy, and he backed away, with his drink held out in front of him like a weapon.
"Anyway, you got the drinks right?" Annabeth added in before it became chaos. Percy gave her her favorite drink, which moved her on the fact that he remembered, and for the rest of the group.
"God, what's so important about the shit you were talking about anyway? Jeez." Percy muttered. "Anyway, I'm gonna check Annabeth out. Jason, wanna come?" Jason agreed to come and the boys left again.
Annabeth exhaled a breath of relief. "Thank god he didn't hear it." Piper bobbed her head in agreement.
When Percy closed the door, he smiled softly. Something that he'll never tell Annabeth was that he heard the whole thing. Maybe they were going somewhere.
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When Jason and Percy made it downstairs, he went up to the receptionist's desk.
"Hello, I would like to check An-" Percy started.
"-nnabeth Chase, correct?" The receptionist looked up and grinned, holding out a gun to his forehead. He was wearing a long midnight colored trench coat as the hood covered his face so that Percy couldn't identify him. His breath smelled like gum and his baggy pants and combat boots matched the color of his trench coat. Percy looked to the side and saw Jason, his eyes wide with shock.
Percy's eyes narrowed at Jason, saying: Get your shit and balls together. Do something.
"Aww, Perseus, look at me." The man said, and Percy's green orbs went back to the man's face. "That's better."
"Perseus?" Percy heard Jason whisper.
"Yes, Perseus. You didn't know that he's part of the most dangerous mafia in the city of San Francisco?" The man explained the Jason. "You must be the other Grace,"
"Other Grace? What-" Jason started but Percy glared at Jason.
"Jason! Shut the fuck up! Do something!" Percy yelled. He knew he was a little harsh, but who could be to blame? His forehead is in front of a gun.
Suddenly a blast of glass roared in Percy's ears. He felt glass shards against his back.
"Freeze, put your weapons down, or else that ugly forehead will have a hole in it," a voice boomed. It was Poseidon.
"Aw, finally a little more action!" The man said.
"Angelo, Grace, now!" Poseidon yelled.
Bullets fired.
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If you don't remember who the guy was, read the Prologue again :).
Yup! Not a good chapter. Really messy! Sorry about that :( Thank you guys for reading and bearing with me! I apologize again for the late update.
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