Hiya guys! Good news for those who wanted me to write more: I am back again with another story!

Aaaannnnndddd this chapter I would dedicate to my sis. Sis, you are super cute! So, here I leave you till the end of this chapter. Read it and tell me how it is in your reviews :)

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PROLOGUE

She gazed into those mesmerizing purple eyes, and then glanced down to those ruby lips. Those beautiful lips, now bent into a crooked smile, made her melt. What a perfect predator, she thought, No wonder I fell for him. The thought made her smile, as she waited eagerly for his reply.

"Yes", he said in his melodious voice, making her glow with joy. She handed him the child, who was destined to be one of her wisest children, which is saying something.

"What will you name her?" she asked.

"Annabeth"

The Tiny Flaw In My Plan

Annabeth

"Dad, I am coming", I shouted down the staircase. Fred could be so impatient sometimes. I glanced for the last time into those too-familiar grey eyes in the mirror and ran downstairs. After all, I didn't want to be late for camp.

"Let's go dad. I think we are getting a bit late," I said, rashly stuffing my feet into a pair of worn out sneakers. I was wearing my usual jeans and an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt.

"Then you think right, except we are getting very late," he growled, clearly irritated. I rolled my eyes. As if I cared.

"Freddy, can you please drop Matt and Bobby at the school?" Evelyn shouted from the kitchen, where she was making breakfast.

"I can't as I have to leave early today. They are calling an urgent meeting at the hospital related to the launch of that latest med of Alzheimer's in the market. I'll be late in the eve – oh," she stopped when she saw me ready to leave with dad.

"Aww, it's okay hon. You can go on and drop your dear daughter," she sneered at the word, "to the airport. We don't want any other monsters attacking our house now, do we," she said, turning around. Her sweet voice was as fake as counterfeit coins, and made me want to puke.

"Evy, dear, I'm sorry that I have to go with her today of all days, but now she'll be gone and I'll take the boys to their school every single day. I promise. You won't have to bother about them anymore," dad said with an apologetic smile.

"Thanks Fred, that's sweet of you. I'm sure that Matt and Bobby will enjoy their ride with you too. Won't you, boys?" My stepbrothers were sitting on the floor and probably planning how to wreak my old room when I was gone. When they heard that they would go to school with their papa, they squealed with delight.

Satisfied with their response, Evelyn turned towards me with an evil smirk on her face, "What are you waiting for, dear? Do you want us to organize a farewell party for you? Then sorry to disappoint you, but we don't deal with trouble makers."

My face reddened as I stormed out of the door and into the car, tears stinging in my eyes.

Don't cry, don't cry, I chided myself, calm down Annabeth, you can't let that awful person make you angry. Now just think about how much fun you'll have at the Camp. Maybe you will finally get your first quest after all this time.

The thought of being assigned a quest made me feel better. I had never been on a quest although I was staying at the Camp since the last seven years.

My dad joined me in the car a few moments later and we took off.

My name is Annabeth Chase and I am a Half-Blood. And being a demigod, three words can explain anything and everything - my life sucks. And for those who don't know who demigods are, or are oblivious to fact that they – we – do exist, I envy their peaceful lives.

I am a daughter of Athena, the Greek goddess of wisdom, warfare etcetera and my dad, Frederick Chase, who is a mortal. The rest about my life is simple. Mom left right after giving daughter to father, father brings stepmother home, stepsiblings come, family becomes ignorant towards daughter, yada yada yada. Here, that explained my life.

So now I live at Camp the whole year round, and I am happy there. I love my new home.

I sat on the back seat of our Toyota looking out of the window as we passed the local florists (where dad bought a rose for the she-devil), restaurants and parks. I was to fly to New York. And I did not want to be late to Camp.

Although it is a summer camp, I lived there the whole year round because I cannot tolerate my so-called family. I had just returned for a few days to collect the last of my belongings.

I was just starting to get excited to meet my old friends at Camp when the first inevitable attack happened. A Cyclops the size of an adult giraffe landed on the hood of our car out of nowhere. Maybe it wanted a quick demigod snack and the best thing he could get nearby was me. My father screamed at the top of his lungs and hurriedly ran out of the car while I took out my knife and got ready for the fight.

dad was a mortal after all, and he had the whole right to get afraid,' I thought.

As the Cyclops jumped down from the hood, my overactive Athenian brain started to fly at a speed of a thousand miles per hour, analyzing his moves. It was almost like my brain had a mind of its own. Although I was scared as Hell, it felt almost amazing to be able to utilize my thinking powers like that once again. The Cyclops was now picking up car in his hand as if it was a Snack Bar ready to be popped into his mouth.

My ADHD instincts kicked in immediately as I jumped out of the window and landed on the rough stone pavement. I got up and dodged as the Cyclops swung his fist in an attempt to grab me. A second late, and I would have been demigod pancake. I rolled on the ground between his legs and got behind him. That's when my splendid brain gave me a splendid idea.

I had to distract the monster so I could reach the nearby ladder put up by a painter who was painting the wall of a shop, looking as peaceful as if his mom is singing him a lullaby. I picked up a rock and threw it on the Cyclops. The poor rock looked pathetically small as compared to the hand it hit, but it did the job. The monster looked confused for a while and I took the opportunity to climb the ladder halfway, high enough to swing on to his back.

I wondered what the Mist was showing to the other mortals down below me. Maybe they saw that I was playing ball with my super cute poodle. Gods, the mortals were lucky, all they have to care about which movie to watch next or what to make for dinner. And on the other hand, we demigods had to fight giant Cyclopes, gorgons, hairy spiders and what not just to make it through another day of our lives.

Life is unfair like that.

As I cursed the gods for giving us such sucking lives, I climbed onto the Cyclops' back and reached his neck, he threw his arms all over himself trying to catch me. I just prayed to the Gods in my mind that I do not become just another monster supper. I went up and up until I was sitting half on the Cyclops' head.

He tried to bite me but all he could do was pour his slimy, smelly drool on me. Gross. Note to myself: check out the latest anti-bacterial soaps and shampoos, hopefully before another monster drools on me.

I took out my knife from my back pocket, silently thanking god I chose such a small weapon for myself. Carrying a sword would have been hard enough. I wondered how much difficulty the Apollo kids face, always having their archery kit with them. I pulled my knife hand back and before the Cyclops could grab me, I stabbed the knife right into his single eye.

The monster disintegrated as he came into contact with the celestial bronze of my sword. Did I mention celestial bronze was deadly to monsters? I felt triumphant for just a second; after all I had just sent a fully grown Cyclops into Tartarus. That's when I realized the tiny little flaw in my plan.

Then I felt it: the searing pain of falling down from about twenty feet in the air onto a rough stone-hard pavement. I felt my bones grow weak as I struggled to keep my eyes open. My body started going numb. Naturally, my body did what I tried not to do. I blacked out.

While I was unconscious, I dreamt of blood. Wait, can we dream when we are unconscious? Whatever. So, I dreamt that I was surrounded by wounded people, blood leaking out of them. What was shocking was that instead of helping them, I wanted them to bleed. And horrors of horrors, I wanted to taste their blood. It was tempting, the blood, the smell, and I reached out to touch one of them.

But I couldn't move forward. It was like someone was restraining me from moving forward. I turned back and saw someone pulling me from behind. Something in the person's fearful eyes told me to stop. For a moment I calmed down, but then the lust for blood overcame me. I had to taste the blood and not being able to reach it made me angry.

I heard a snarl, and realized it was coming from me. Before I could pounce on the person pulling me back, everything grew black once again.

I don't know what time it was when I woke up, or where I was, or if it was even the same day when I had left for Camp, but I know perfectly fine that I have not had that kind of a dream ever before. And I shivered with fear as I recalled that demigod dreams were not like normal mortal dreams; instead they give a message from someone else, or show what's going to happen in the future, or what's going on in the present.

Lost in thought, it took me some time to realize that I was breathing in the familiar scent of an infirmary. I opened my eyes, only to find myself looking into a pair of electric blue eyes I knew just too well. Then I saw the smugness in them, and I groaned.

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