The Lightning Thief
by Annabeth Chase
Chapter 1
My name is Annabeth Chase. I'm twelve years old. I am the daughter of Athena, the goddess of wisdom. Just recently, I've been having strange dreams. Demigod dreams aren't just dreams. They're visions. And I, the daughter of Athena herself can't understand them. The go like this:
A good looking guy with short black hair and piercing green eyes is sitting beside my friend, Grover. They were eating lunch with a school group outside a museum. They were eating sandwiches beside a fountain. Then a girl, a really ugly girl, came up to them and dumped her half eaten sandwich on Grover's lap.
"Oops." She grinned with all of her crooked teeth showing. Her freckles were orange. As if someone sprayed liquid Cheetos all over her face.
The guy glared at her, those piercing green eyes of his boring into her face, with such ferocity I was surprised that she didn't spontaneously combust. A split second later she was sitting on her butt in the fountain. It was as if the water reached up and grabbed her.
"Percy pushed me!" she was screaming. Percy, hmm, so that's his name.
An old lady came and comforted the screaming girl; promising to buy her a new t-shirt at the gift shop, etc., etc.
The old lady (I'm assuming she's their teacher) turned to Percy.
"Now, honey-"
"I know" Percy interrupted. "A month erasing workbooks."
He shouldn't have said that.
"Come with me." The teacher said.
"Wait!" Grover yelped "It was me. I pushed her."
Percy looked stunned. The teacher glared at Grover. "I don't think so, Mr. Underwood" she said.
"But-"
"You will stay here."
Grover looked at Percy desperately. "It's okay, man." Percy told him. "Thanks for trying."
"Honey, now." The teacher barked at him.
He followed her inside the museum, to the Greek and Romans section. Except for them the gallery was empty.
"You've been giving us problems, honey." She said.
Percy looked confused. "Yes, ma'am"
"Did you really think you can get away with it?"
"I'll try harder ma'am"
Thunder shook the building. "We are no fools, Percy Jackson" she growled. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess and you will suffer less pain."
Now Percy really looked confused. "Ma'am, I don't-"
"Your time is up."
Then her eyes started glowing like barbecue coals. Her fingers stretched becoming talons. Her leather jacket melted into large leathery wings. Di immortales, a fury! Then an old man in a wheelchair, who looked very familiar by the way, came in. he tossed a pen to Percy. "What, ho, Percy!" he shouted. When Percy snatched the pen, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a sword. "Die, honey" the Fury snarled. Percy swung the sword. When the metal blade touched her, she exploded into yellow powder. And with that my dreams shifted.
Percy was now seated in a bus, next to Grover. "Grover" Percy said.
"Yeah?" Grover replied.
"What are you not telling me?"
Grover looked uncomfortable. "Percy, what did you see at the fruit stand?"
"You mean the old ladies? What is it about them man? They're not like⦠Mrs. Dodds, are they?"
"Just tell me what you saw."
"The middle one took out her scissors and cut the yarn."
Grover closed his eyes. "You saw her snip the cord?"
"Yeah. So?"
"This is not happening." Grover mumbled. "I don't want this to be like the last time."
"What last time?"
"Always sixth grade. They never get past sixth grade."
Percy looked scared. "Grover," he said. "What are you talking about?"
"Let me walk you home from the bus station. Promise me."
"Is this like a superstition or something?"
Grover didn't respond.
"Grover- that snipping of the yarn. Does that mean somebody is going to die?"
Grover just looked at him mournfully. As if he was already picking the kind of flowers for Percy's funeral.
They got down the bus. Grover always had to go when he got upset. So I wasn't surprised when as soot they got off the bus, he made Percy promise to wait for him then made a beeline for the bathroom. Percy didn't hesitate. Instead of waiting, the jerk got his suit case and caught the first taxi uptown. "East. One hundred and forth and First." He told the driver. The taxi took off leaving Grover behind.
End of dreams.
A/N: Sorry for not updating in a long time. I had internet problems. Any way this is Annabeth's fanfic and this is going to be five or more chapters. Please bear with me! I already wrote ahead and will post if I get a lot of reviews.
