I hope you liked the little twist in the story! You can either name the child, or choose the gender, I don't mind. There's an important note below, please read.

IMPORTANT NOTE:

I have been working on a story, I can easily change it to a Percy Jackson Fanfiction. After this story, I can upload it. It's not like this, its an actual story that I came up with. I wanted to beta test it with my Fanfiction account. It came to me when I was in class, we were talking about torture and post-apocalyptic literature.

At the end of this chapter there will be a small extract from the story, I would love your opinions on whether you want me to upload it.

Chapter 10

Percy's POV:

I had woken up to a wriggling lump of heat in my arms, that had accidently knock the wind out of me with an elbow to the lungs. A heap of blonde hair was on just below my chest; a fragile hand rested just beside it. Our legs were tangled together, the soft skin of the California girl gentle brushing against mine. Her shoulders move up and down with her light breathing, I gentle pull move my hand to move the soft princess curls from her face.

Her eyes were closed lightly as she peacefully slept, her breathing gently caressing my skin. I move my hand to touch her cheek, my finger gently grazing her cheeks. I traced her jaw line repeatedly, making her move into my soft touch. My other hand was tracing her spin, making her shiver as my fingers gracefully move along it. She nudges her face into my skin, my hands skimming along my skin as she rearranges herself.

I gentle turn her over onto her back, giving her the most delicate of touches. I place my hands on her side before moving my head down to her stomach, leaving butterfly kisses around her belly button. I then shift off the bed, slight creaks echoed across the room, making Annabeth shift some more. I stare down at her before chuckling slightly at her new position. She was curled up in a ball, her hands gently smoothing her own stomach.

I walked over to the draws beside the wardrobe, tossing my shirt to the floor and grabbing my phone. I stare down at the screen, looking at the two miss calls from Chiron. I place the phone to my ear, listening to the dialling tone, after a moment his unheard voice graces my ears.

"Good afternoon, Percy." His raspy voice chuckles from the phone. I could even image his facial expression, a big, old smirk. "I take it you slept well."

"Hello to you to, Chiron." I smile slightly while sighing. "I don't know why you called me, but I'm hear to talk about my small prophecy."

"Ah!" He say down the phone, remembering the prophecy given two years ago. "You will betray her love, and a mistress will bare your child."

"I don't have a mistress, and my girlfriend is pregnant." Annoyed I place a hand on my forehead. "The prophecy can't be about me."

"Let me finish, Percy!" He practically yelled, his annoyed tone making me chuckle. "And a mistress will bare your child. But new-borns are lie's and their love's are truth's, unrequited love will tear the mistress in two. For one child belongs, grey eyes tell no lie's..."

I take three deep breaths before saying my hypothesis on the prophecy. "So the lie is the mistresses child, and the truth is Annabeth's and I's child. I love Annabeth, but not the mistress. Someone with grey eye's is the only truth." I sigh, then twitch in annoyance. "Why is that blasted mummy telling me about my love life?!"

"As your aware your bride already knows this prophecy." He said, his voice crackling down the phone.

"Wait, she knows?" I stare at the sleeping girl, a smile gracing my lips.

"You two are coming to camp, this I am aware of." Chiron the laughed. "Bye, Perseus!"

"Don't call me-." I was cut off by the ending tone.

I stare down at Annabeth, her loose, too long, white top hung off one of her shoulders. She had rolled over and was now on her back. I pull my shorts up slightly before crawling on top of her.

I kiss her lips gently. "Wake up, beautiful." I whisper into her ear, giving her another kiss. "We have to go somewhere today." I give her another kiss, feeling her slightly press back. "Come on Wise Girl, time to get up, love." I then place two light kisses on the corners of her mouth, a calm smile gracing her lips. "I still can't believe your carrying my child." I kiss her again, feeling her kiss back, her arms lazily wrapping around my neck. "I love you."

"I love you too." She let out a small- cute -yawn, before kissing me again. "I still can't believe I'm carrying your child." I smile at her, picking her up and carrying her to the bathroom.

"You have a nice relaxing shower and I'll pack your bag." I let her feet touch the floor kissing the top of her head. "I'll pack it neatly."

"Percy you haven't been with other girls, have you?" She asks, looking at the floor with a sad smile. I wrap my arms around her, stuffing my face into the crook of her neck.

"Your the only girl I want to be in bed with, Wise Girl." I mumble into her neck, kissing it gently. "I don't need anyone other then you, because I love you more than anyone. Even if your mother hates me."

She laughed before kissing my cheek. "She doesn't hate you, she just dislikes you."

"I think that's another word for hate." I say leaning my forehead to hers. "She did say she'd pull out my testicles through my mouth."

"Seaweed Brain?" She asks sarcastically. I simple nod at her. "Go pack."

I give her one last kiss before retreating to the bedroom, I look and see her phone open on messages. I stare at the screen for a few seconds before dropping it onto the bed.

I'm pregnant Annabeth. It's Percy's. It happened three days ago. - Rachel. 6:00 pm

I stare at the floor before walking towards the wardrobe and packing my bag first, the sound of the shower running in the background. I couldn't help myself but look to see what Annabeth had replied.

I heard you've been sleeping with Luke, and Percy was with me three days ago. Your some friend. :) - Annabeth. 6:02

The sound of the shower running was no more, and the door creaked open. I put her phone down and stare at her, in her short towel.

"You shouldn't have came out like that." I say smiling at her, stalking towards her.

"You shouldn't have been looking through my phone." She frowned slightly before looking at me.

"Looking through your phone was an invasion of privacy, I'm sorry." I say grabbing her hand in mine, looking down at her. "But your very teasing in that."

"Nope, I'm getting dressed, sorry Seaweed Brain." She walk proudly passed me.

I spin around and wrap one arm around her waist, using the other to move her wet hair from her neck. "You make me crazy, you do something crazy to me." I kissed her neck before marking her again.

"I have love bits from last night, thank you." She said placing a hand on her neck, wiping a finger over it. "You make me crazy too. You leave me for a whole day and I was already lost without you two hours later."

"I love you, so fucking much." I reach into my shorts pocket and pull out a small box. Without moving my hand from her waist I open the box, then move it in front of my face. "You make me want to marry you."

Her hand slowly move's to her mouth, before cupping the box. "Were already getting married."

"All the more reason to." I kiss her cheek and then place both hands on her waist. "So would you wear that ring to show your my fiancée and that you want this?"

"Yes."

So there you have it, now the testing chapter...

Testing chapter: God Eaters

I've lived, for ten years of my life, being a scientific experiment. They took us from our families, our friends, from our normal lives. All because we were different, different to human kind. Both parents that made us, were contaminated. From that, the prisoners in here were made. Some were taken earlier in their lives, some at seven, some at twenty, the same experiments were used on every single one of us.

I had been tied to a plastic,cold, hard white chair since I came here. The same itchy, brown leather straps, trapped me in the chair, unable to move. They'd come in and choose one of the various torture instruments, then sit themselves down in a wooden chair next to me. They'd stare you in the eye's, a glint of amusement in them, then call you a monster, a beast then, they'd torture me.

They did a variety of non-human things. They'd insert sharp, cold, razor like needles into the soft spot when you pull down the bottom of your eye. After that they'd place millions of micro-small pins across my body. They'd pull down the only bit of clothing I had, which was a white pair of knee length shorts, and do the same.

Another one was to keep us sane. They'd move down to my legs and break my toes and leg bones, while counting down from one-thousand in sevens. The white coated people would bring a hammer down with extreme force, and crush whatever bone it hit. They'd keep us sane, to know what was going on around us, to know what was happening to our bodies. To show us that we weren't human.

Their favourite 'experiment' was to cut open our chest and stomach, then watch as it mended in mere seconds. Sometimes they'd grab a mirror, then force my eyes to stay open, as they tried to break my organs. They pointed out that they were never breaking, bullet proof. They'd do it over and over again, focusing on trying to break our organs, not caring about the crimson, warm liquid, that oozed from our bodies.

My name is Percy experiment 1403. I've been an experiment for ten years of my life. I have messy, jet black hair and sea green eyes. I think I turned seventeen around a month ago, but honestly I can't remember, I've been in here that long.

I've been an experiment for ten years, knowing my cell mate's from shouting to each other through the walls and doors. Then it all changed...