Captured

A PJATO Fanfiction

©- Rick Riordan; PJATO

Summary:

It's been nearly a year since the Second Titan War, and Annabeth Chase has a problem. A HUGE problem. Her boyfriend, Percy Jackson, recently went missing. Who took Percy? As if TLH never ever happened. An OC is added, and Nico is 15.

Chapter 10

Nico

Annabeth's been acting so strangely ever since we left the hotel. I have a feeling a god talked to her. Right now, we were at Minneapolis, considering Thalia's story. Annabeth and I were in a random store.

Part of me wondered if we would ever find Percy. What if those dreams came true?No.I pushed that thought far back into my mind. We would find Percy, and bring him home alive. At least I hoped we would.

"So, Annabeth, were you talking to a god back there?" I asked casually. Well, that surprised her.

"What areyoutalking about, di Angelo?" she scoffed. I tsked.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Chase," I retorted. "Now tell me, which god." Annabeth rolled her gray eyes.

"Curiosity killed the cat, di Angelo," I smirked smugly.

"Yes, but I'm not a cat, am I?" I asked. Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Why don't you tell me?" she snapped.

"Why should I?"I answered, grinning. Annabeth smirked, pulling out her knife.

"I don't know, maybe because I have a knife?" I pulled out my black Stygian iron sword. Oh, I can only imagine what the mortals are seeing.

"You do?" I asked in fake shock. "And just what do you do with it?" Annabeth scowled.

"Injure annoying people like you," she said, dead serious. Eh, I'm not scared of her.

"Haha, you got a foul! I exclaimed, smirking. Annabeth raised an eyebrow.

"A foul in what, idiot?" I grinned childishly.

"The question game," I answered. "Duh." See, Percy taught Annabeth and I how to play the question game. The first player starts out and asks a question, and the next player has to respond with another question, and so forth. Annabeth's face fell. She must be thinking about Percy.

"Oh gods, Annabeth. I didn't mean to…" I said sheepishly. She shook her head.

"It's fine, let's go find the others." she murmured. Did I mention we split up again? Thalia and Jess, Clarisse and Chris, and Annabeth and I. I nodded, and we walked exited the store. We walked to a club, yes the same club where Thalia got information of Percy, to meet the others there. That was our "oh so great" meeting place. Annabeth and I walked up to the bar, and both of us sat down at one of the stools. Interrogation time.

Annabeth pulled her picture of Percy out and shoved it in the bartender's face. "Have you seen this boy?" The guy scowled.

"Not again. Just earlier today, I had a teenage girl show me that exact same picture," he said angrily. He huffed and crossed his arms. "I'm done talking." Uh oh. Annabeth's eyes narrowed, and she reached for her knife. I watched, thoroughly amused as the daughter of Athena climbed over the counter.

"Listen, buddy," Annabeth spat. "This is my boyfriend on the line, and if you don't tell me what you know, you're going to regret ever being born," she growled, yanking on the guy's shirt and pulling him closer to her. The poor bartender couldn't meet Annabeth's angry, calculating, gray eyes. Trust me, her eyes are hard enough to meet when she's not ticked off. Now she's seriously mad… Gods help this man.

"Alright, alright! I-I-I'll tell you what I know!" the man exclaimed shakily. Annabeth's glare softened a fraction of a degree. "The kid, he was dragged in by two people. A guy and a girl. The guy was tall, and he looked like a biker. He had black hair that was in a crew cut. The guy wore a leather duster, black jeans, black combat boots, and black sunglasses. The girl looked less scary, thank God. She was wearing a light blue blouse, jeans, and gray high heels. That's all I know, promise!" The guy sounds a lot like Ares… Annabeth's eyes narrowed even more. Was that even possible?

"Did they talk to you?" she asked angrily. The guy nodded.

"The girl explained why the kid was asleep. She said they were traveling, and they couldn't leave him outside in the car alone. The guy ordered a beer, but that's all they said to me," he said nervously. Annabeth's grip loosened on the guy's shirt, and I continued to watch, humored by all of this.

"Did they say anything to each other?" The bartender pondered for a minute.

"Yeah, I think so. The guy said something about getting the kid to his boss. The girl mentioned something about a girl named Annabeth." he added. My eyes widened. How the girl know Annabeth? Let me think about this. Brown hair, blue-gray eyes. Who at Camp Half-Blood looks like that? Haley from the Aphrodite Cabin has brown hair and blue eyes. Nathan from the Apollo Cabin has brown hair and blue eyes. Jess has brown hair and gray eyes… Oh gods. The bartender didn't describe the girl like she had ever changing appearances, and he mentioned the girl was wearinggrayheels. That could only mean one thing…

"Hey guys!" Jess exclaimed, entering the club with Thalia. The bartender scowled at the sight of Thalia.

"Not her again," he muttered. Thalia smirked at the bartender and sat down next to me.

"Di Angelo, Chase," she greeted. Annabeth let go of the guy, obviously knowing that was the end of his story, jumped back over the counter, and sat next to Thalia.

"Grace, Smith," Annabeth said tightly. I heard the door open, then saw Chris and Clarisse walk in. They took a seat next to Jess.

"Any news?" Chris asked. Annabeth and I shared a look, as did Jess and Thalia.

"Oh, yeah," Jess breathed quietly. "A lotta news."

"Us too," I added.

"Well, tell us!" Thalia exclaimed irritably. "We don't have all day!" Clarisse rolled her eyes.

"Well, little Miss Princess, we have to get out of public first," she said, as if it were obvious. Clarisse lowered her voice, "away from all the mortals." Annabeth nodded. I sighed. Great, more shadow-traveling.

AN: So, can you guess who the two people are? Review!