ANNABETH

Annabeth couldn't believe herself as she walked alongside Percy, following Destiny. She remembered when she had first met Destiny, when she was young. They were both eight, but Destiny had seemed so confident and completely at ease, which had made Annabeth feel jealous. She also had incredible fashion sense, and an incredibly fit body that could hack you into pieces in one second, and, Annabeth could have sworn for a second, Percy had checked her out- Annabeth remembered one night when they were hacking into a car and then a werewolf had tried to attack her. She had hidden, and Destiny had walked out. And then never seen her friend again, well. Until now.

"So, Anna- What's up?" Destiny still had that totally in control presence.

"Don't call her that." Percy growled.

"I'll call her whatever I want, Percy Jackson." Destiny replied. She stopped, slowly took out her knife, and sharpened it on a rock.

"How did you-" Percy began.

"I know things. A lot of things. I'm not a goddess, if that's what you're thinking. But, i am a demigod. I've missed you, Annabeth. We used to have SO much fun together." The brunette sighed.

Annabeth just stared into the darkness.

"What? Not happy to see me? Well, I agree these aren't the best terms, but, at least I got to know you're alive."

"How did you escape from the werewolf?" Annabeth whirled around. " I cried for days, thinking you were dead! And you never thought once to call, or text, or-"

" Hold it right there, hon," Destiny laughed. " First of all, you and I both know that demigods can't use phones, unless we want to get eaten by monsters. Second of all, he didn't attack me. He talked to me." She got a malicious gleam in her eye as she sheathed her knife.

" What did he want? Who was he?" Annabeth had never heard of a monster wanting to "talk".

" His name was Seth. He was just lost from his pack. He wanted directions, and he knew what we were. So, when I couldn't find you, I went with him. We're great friends now. I actually met a couple of vampires, and…"

"Stop!" Percy shouted. he pointed his sword in front of him. Annabeth looked in the direction he was pointing. There was a pack of werewolves, and leading them, was her eight year old nightmare- Seth.