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I'M SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO UPDATE! At first I kept putting it off but then I lost my computer. I am NOT even joking. I just found it in the closet that has our printers.

Update: So I realized that I forgot to include her dream at the beginning of this chapter. It's in there now though.

"I can't see!" she shrieked holding her hands up to her face. In front of her was the darkest black she had ever seen.

A boy's voice rang out in her ear. "I've got you," he promised and put his arm around her. She heard the slashing of metal and heard an enormous voice yell, "SWEEP!"

She was pulled around in one direction after the other. Fear gripped her heart and Annabeth felt helpless. If there was anything she hated worse than spiders, it was when she lost control.

When Annabeth woke up for the fourth time that day, she was sure she would not be able to sleep that night. Heck, she probably wasn't going to be sleeping for the next week.

There was a boy with blond hair like hers sitting at a desk. She wasn't sure where she was, but she decided to introduce herself.

"Um, hi. I'm Annabeth," she said, hoping he would catch on.

He looked over to her and smiled. He had gray eyes like hers! "Hi Annabeth. I'm Malcolm. Welcome to the Athena Cabin. We're a family here in Cabin Six."

Annabeth decided that her cabin mates must be close if they considered themselves family. She was about to ask him a question, when she remembered what Chiron had told her. Percy was the one who had brought her here.

"Could you take me to Percy?"

Malcolm looked at her strangely then told her, "I guess. Follow me."

When they stepped outside, Annabeth noticed it was almost dark. She had less than thirty minutes before the sun completely set.

He led her through a group of kids who looked like they could rip a car apart with their bare hands. She passed by a group of half-goat half-human things having a picnic. She might have gawked at them longer than she should have.

Finally Malcolm stopped in front of a mini arena. He claimed it was the training area and that Percy would probably be inside. With that, he left.

Annabeth walked in, half expecting to see gladiators fighting to the death, but instead she found Percy, the cause of dummy's nightmares. He slashed through them with ease, his sword like an added arm. His shirt clung to him with sweat and Annabeth admitted, she was impressed.

He was so deep in concentration, Annabeth knew he wouldn't notice her.

"Um. So. We meet again?" Annabeth called out to him.

He turned around, then smiled when he saw her. "You got better quickly," he noticed.

Annabeth grinned, more confident, "Yeah. I heard that you were the one who brought me here?"

He nodded. "Yeah. It looked like you were in trouble. You know, with the empousai and stuff."

"Empousai?" Annabeth wondered out loud.

"They're these demonic girls who at first look really pretty, but when you look closely enough you can tell that one of their legs are metal and the other is the leg of a donkey. They like to suck the blood of men kind of like vampires."

"What if they're gay?" Annabeth asked.

Percy paused. "I never really thought about it."

Annabeth wasn't sure how she was believing this so willingly. A part of her brain was screaming at her to get the hell away from this place and the other half of her brain was acting as if someone has told her that she could cut paper with scissors.

Before she could question him further, a boy about their age ran up to them panting. "Percy!" he gasped. "Chiron needs you immediately in the Big House."

Percy glanced at Annabeth. "You should head back now. Get some sleep. I have to go with him."

With that he followed the brown-haired boy back in the direction he had come from. Annabeth doubted she would actually fall asleep, but she decided to follow Percy's advice and go to bed. Surprisingly she fell into a deep sleep the minute her head hit the pillow.

When Annabeth woke up again, she swore these people had her on drugs. How was she able to fall asleep every five minutes? Shaking her head she sat up, expecting to see the inside of Cabin Six.

Instead, she found herself sitting in a car. Oh god, where was she now?

She opened her mouth meaning to demand to be released, but what came out of her mouth was, "Who's kidnapping me this time?"

She heard a familiar laugh from the front seat. "It's me again, sorry," came Percy's voice.

Annabeth sighed. "Don't you get tired of kidnapping me? I mean it's not as exhilarating after the first time."

Percy grinned. "Yeah, I guess you have a point."

"But seriously," Annabeth said. "Where are you taking me?"

In the blink of an eye his smile was gone. "You weren't safe at Camp Half-Blood."

"That's not answering my question!" Annabeth was starting to feel agitated. Who did he think he was, deciding when she was safe or not?

He sighed. "I can't answer that yet. You'll find out eventually though." His tone suggested that the conversation was over.

She huffed and sat back in her seat. She crossed her arms and looked out the window for the rest of the trip.

It was a few hours later that they finally got to their destination.

"Where are we?" Annabeth wondered climbing out of the car.

"In San Fransisco," Percy explained matter-of-factly, as if his one comment explained everything.

Annabeth felt herself grinding her teeth. The arrogant little son of a―

"You aren't all that, you know," Annabeth informed him. He was not as charming as he'd been a few hours ago.

"Really?" He asked, leaning against his car. "How do you know that?"

"I know what you ate for lunch."

"What did I eat?"

"A PB&J."

His widening eyes confirmed that she was right. "How did you know? Are you physic?"

She giggled. "No. It's all over your shirt."

He looked down at his shirt and blushed, while frantically trying to brush everything off. When he had gotten as much of it off as he could, he looked up and glared at her.

"What?" she said, poker-faced. "I saved you from further embarrassing yourself."

He stomped past her. "Come on. I have something I need to talk over with Reyna."

"Reyna?" Annabeth asked.

"Yeah," he nodded, his anger quickly diminishing. "She and Frank Zhang are praetors at Camp Jupiter."

Annabeth didn't understand what half of that meant, but didn't question him further. She hurried after him.

Once again, sorry I'm so late. This chapter is a little smaller, but I wanted to get something updated. I just posted the prologue to a new story so you should check it out.

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