A/N:

This small section of the story has a little bit of violence (not much, but it is some, so I just wanted y'all to be aware of it.) This is for these next five chapters. Here is also a list of the new kids at The School with the "names" that the scientists gave each of them. These will be the names that the scientists and erasers use to identify each "Subject", respectively. Not.

Subject Omega-3: Percy Jackson

Subject Alpha-1: Annabeth Chase

Subject Gamma-2: Thalia Grace

Subject Delta-5: Jason Grace

Subject Kappa-9: Piper McLean

Subject Epsilon-4: Rachel Dare

Subject S1000: Amy Cahill

Subject S2000: Dan Cahill

Subject S3000: Whitford Allgood

Subject S4000: Wisteria Allgood

Subject S5000: Laura Ingalls

Subject S6000: Elizabeth Walton

Subject VI: Artemis Fowl II

Subject VII: Holly Short

Subject VIII: Domini Butler

Subject X: Alex Rider

Subject XIV: Bailey Pickett

Subject XVI: Cody Martin

Subject XL: Zach Martin

Subject XLIV: Katniss Everdeen

Subject XLVI: London Tipton

Max's POV:

A few minutes after we finished the introductions, Ari and some other erasers came into the room where we were being held, just like he said he would. In his right hand, I could see that he was holding a nasty looking whip, all coiled up. At that moment, I knew exactly what he was here for: He was going to punish Annabeth, and it would not be pretty.

"Ari, why are you doing this to her?" I ask.

"Max, I have to. She disrespected me. And the others, well, Subjects S5000, S6000, and XIV, all ran away from us, so they are getting punished for that. And Subject XLIV, she will be punished worse than the others, as not only did she run from us, but she also shot an arrow at me, and if it wasn't for her still trying to run while she was aiming, she would have hit me in the heart, so she's getting double the lashes of the other three who tried to run."

Then, two erasers went to Annabeth's cage and unlocked it and pulled her out, then bent her over a stack of currently unused crates.

Annabeth's POV:

I was angry at this guy for kidnapping me, my boyfriend, and other friends, and for kidnapping these other kids. But now he was going whip me for being "disrespectful towards him? If it wasn't for these other two goons holding me bent over the stack of dog crates, and if I had my dagger, I would have gone after him. Torn him to bits. But I didn't have my dagger. They took it away, just like they did to Percy's sword, and Thalia's, Jason's, Piper's, and Rachel's weapons. I was helpless. I couldn't do anything. I decided to take it like a "good girl", so that the punishment wouldn't get any worse than it was already going to be. I didn't argue either. I figured that was the wise thing to do. I wanted to ague, to fight him, but mom came into my and said, "Don't fight my sweet angel. It will only get worse. I don't know where you are, I just know that you've gone missing and that someone is about to use a nasty whip on you. I wish I could help you more, darling child. Just be a good girl and do as they say. Less harm will come to you that way, and you will have a better chance at making it through this alive."

So I bit my lip to keep myself quiet.

"Alright Princess. I don't like doing this to you, but I have to since you disrespected me. Just stay bent over these crates, and don't fight me, otherwise we will have to start all over again. You are getting off with the easiest punishment out of the five of you that are getting punished today, only 50 lashes."

I bit my lip again. I hated people calling me "Princess". Granted, I hated it when people called me Annie, but I hated them calling me Princess much more than Annie. Then my jeans and underwear fell to my ankles, and he said: "Alright Princess. We start right now. Remain still otherwise we start over. Don't reach your hands back here either, that will cause us to start over and then double the amount of lashes you would have received if you keep your hands where they are."

Again, I bit my lip. I was going to be good and do what he said to. I didn't want to, but my mother was right. I waited what seemed like an eternity for the tell tale hissing of the whip coming at my bare bottom, but it was, in reality, only a few seconds before it started. I would have to endure 50 lashes from this whip, and he seemed strong enough to put the full effort into each lash. This was going to hurt, big time, and we had no ambrosia or nectar, so I'd have to heal like a regular mortal would.

I started to cry and scream like two year old toddler being spanked by her father for something she did wrong immediately as the whip made contact for the first time.

SWISH! CRACK! OW! (ONE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWO) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THREE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FOUR) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FIVE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (SIX) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (SEVEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (EIGHT) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (NINE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (ELEVEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWELVE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTEEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FOURTEEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FIFTEEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (SIXTEEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (SEVENTEEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (EIGHTEEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (NINETEEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWEMTY-0NE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY-TWO) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY-THREE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY-FOUR) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY-FIVE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY-SIX) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY-SEVEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY-EIGHT) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (TWENTY-NINE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-ON) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-TWO) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-THREE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-FOUR) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-FIVE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-SIX) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-SEVEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-EIGHT) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (THIRTY-NINE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-ONE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-TWO) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-THREE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-FOUR) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-FIVE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-SIX) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-SEVEN) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-EIGHT) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FORTY-NINE) SWISH! CRACK! OW! (FIFTY)

"Alright Princess. We are finished now."

"Good. I thought, as he pulled my pants up and shoved me back inside my dog crate. My iddy bitty dog crate. "Gods, this hurts like a mother" I thought to myself as I curled up in my crate.

He said: "Quit crying. You know you deserved it, Princess."

This just made me cry even more, like when I was two and throwing a tantrum. I cried and cried and cried. I couldn't stop crying.

Percy's POV:

I hated watching him do that to my Annabeth, my Wise Girl, my Princess. Of course, I never called her "Princess" to her face, but I described her as such to my mom and to my friends, because she really was a princess, to me.