She Turned Her Into a Spider

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot. Rick owns the characters

A/N: This is a prompt request by C107galaxytachyon. It was honestly such a good prompt, but I feel like I did not do it justice. Anyway, she suggested something along the lines of Arachne turning Annabeth into a spider.

I'm not too sure, but it was cute to write. I don't know. Not my best work, for sure. I feel like I didn't capture the characters as well as normal, and there's no major drama, but here it is anyways.

This is a two part short story btw.

Enjoy, hopefully. :)

Important: everything is the same from after the giant war, but Percy and Annabeth never got together in any book.

Most summers were spent with Annabeth just waiting to come across the 'big challenge,'as Percy liked to call it. Every single summer, something came up that would lead to the end of the world. But this summer? Nothing. Annabethspent it all on break from college visiting old friends and teaching lessons, which was honestly just as challenging as college. Sure, she didn'thaveto struggle reading each word of thick books on the daily, but teaching kids how to hold a blade without killing themselves proved to be infinitesimally harder.

Nothing, however, could prepare her for what was to come.

Her dream, as usual consisted of thousands of small, black, crawling spiders with beady eyes that attacked her soul. While her dreams were never normal, they usually didn't consist of that many spiders. Half the time, they woke her up before it got too overwhelming. Normally, that consisted of either her siblings shaking her awake or her falling out of bed. It was an Athena thing, but tonight she didn't wake up. The dream just kept on going. She reached levels of fear she could only begin to relate to Tartarus, though not quite those levels. It must have been Arachne. Annabeth recalled making Percy kill a few spiders during their sparring yesterday.

Annabeth finally woke up at the sound of her siblings stumbling around. Since she was currently hiding under her covers from the sunlight, Malcolm squatted by her bunk. "I think Percy's outside waiting on you, Annabeth. Wouldn't want to make him wait on you, would ya?" He snickered alongside her other siblings. They all sounded so much farther away than normal. If it weren't so early, she'd feel her face burning.

Percy Jackson had been her best friend since they were twelve. They went through two wars together, and then they also went through literal hell and back. It was beside the point to say they were close. Trying to describe what they were was stupid. There was no term for their bond that ran deeper to her core than even her soul.

It was also stupid to have to say how jaw-droppingly gorgeous he was. Sure, as a kid, he wasn't ugly. He slowly turned almost cute and definitely less gross. Then, in the course of nine months, he shot up about four inches, changed his hairstyle, and overall just became more rugged and defined than before. Each year, he got hotter.

And each year, Annabeth wanted him more. It was silly and purely instinctual. All lust, she figured. She loved him, that was no debate, but it wasn't romantic. Percy wasn't romantic, and neither was she. Honestly, she had no time for that shit. It wasn't anything grand.

But her body definitely had a thing for Percy Jackson, and Annabeth was working on that control. For now, she simply had to ignore it, but her siblings definitely had other opinions on the matter.

Annabeth rolled over and tried to say, "Fuck off. I'm getting up," but all the came out were tiny high-pitched squeals. Her eyes shot open at the same time Malcom pulled back the cover.

Instantly, screams came pouring out of his mouth. "Sp-spi-spider!" He stood there, looming so far above her like a giant, frozen and pointing at her. The rest of the room went into a panic, running into each other, climbing on top of beds, and fleeing through the windows. Annabeth began to as well because SPIDER!, but she quickly found out things were not right when not one of her legs moved, not two, but all FUCKING EIGHT OF HER LEGS TIPTOED FASTER THAN LIGHTNING ALL OVER THE PLACE!

In the midst of all chaos, she tried to stay calm and assess what had happened to her. One glance at her limbs and from the miniature size of herself overall, she had a dreadful feeling that she was, in fact, the spider being spoken of. Her eyes scanned the room, finding it to be impossibly large. Just as she found a mirror, the door swung open with a laughing, devilishly handsome giant.

"Ha! I've never been the smartest person in cabin six before! This is sweet," Percy's deep voice chuckled as he stepped further inside. "Alright, where's the spider?"

"I-it ran! WHERE DID IT GO?" Malcolm screeched so loud it felt like her ears were going to fall off, if she even had ears. Surely the whole camp was hearing this. "B-blackwidow on Annabeth's b-bed – and n-now it's gone!"

Percy scowled. "Where's Annabeth? Did she pass out? I'd love to see that."

Nobody answered. Malcolm had been right. She moved. In her short little sprint, her legs managed to carry her a great distance to her bedpost.

"IT'S BY YOUR HEAD!" One of her sisters screamed toward Malcolm. He turned, met eyes with her, and promptly passed out.

"It's Annabeth!" She tried screaming, but all that came out were squeals so shrill she knew nobody heard them but her. Then, Percy was bringing a book toward her, and instincts kicked in. She jumped.

Somehow, her body knew what to do. Webs shot out and attached to the nearest thing. She swung freely directly onto the ledge with a mirror, never feeling closer to Spiderman than in that instance. However, that was a bad idea. The moment she saw the horrible, large, black widow staring back at her, she couldn't move.

"SPIDER!" She screamed, and the mirror image of the hulking beast screamed as well.

"I lost it. Damn," Percy huffed. "Seriously, where's Annabeth?"

"We don't know!" Malcolm hissed, clutching at his chest.

"But-,"

"Maybe she doesn't want to get breakfast with you. Did you think of that?" There was venom in his words, and he was just saying it out of lingering fear and embarrassment, but Percy had always been oblivious. Slowly, the words sunk in. His rueful expression fell into neutral, and then that fell into fear, and that finally hit rock bottom at shattered.

"Oh," Percy sighed. He turned, glancing around the room once more before walking back outside. "It's in front of the mirror, by the way."

Another round of screams and flying objects came her way. She had no other choice but to flee outside. Hot on Percy's tail and praying he'd become especially intuitive in seconds, she followed him to breakfast.

Unfortunately, he was still quite larger than her, so by the time she got there, he already was in conversation with Jason and Nico.

"I just…don't understand. I mean, I called her annoyingly smart forty-one days ago, do you think that's what she's mad about?" Percy had his head in his hands and food untouched, a very unPercy-like thing for him to do. Annabeth quickly climbed up to the table for better viewing, finding it annoying how easy she was able to move in this body. Walking upward at 180 degrees should have been insane. Instead, it was nothing and she found it more challenging to find a place to hide her giant mound of an ass. Ultimately, she hid behind Percy's Coke, knowing full well that if he decided to drink it, he was too oblivious to notice the spider.

Seriously though, who drinks Coke for breakfast?

Nico glanced at Jason and tried to hide his smirk. "Wow, dude, that's oddly specific."

Jason nodded, pressing his lips into a firm, serious line. "Yeah, don't think that's it. Did you scare her off?"

Percy rolled his eyes. "Annabeth doesn't get scared. Except of spiders." Finally, he lifted his head up enough to meet their gazes. "Which there was one in her bed. That's why the whole cabin was screaming."

Nico started laughing at that. Him and his dark humor needed to learn some manners.

"No," Nico continued through his laughter. "Like, did you make a move and scare her away with your creepy flirting?"

"Creepy flirting?" Percy gaped, finally brining light into his eyes again to defend himself. That made Annabeth feel better. Also, it made her question where this conversation was going. She knew she shouldn't be spying, but she had nothing else to do until she could figure out how to get the Hecate cabin to find a solution without getting squished first. "I do not flirt creepily! That's Leo! I'm smooth."

Jason snorted. "Smooth like the time she took her hair down and you stared at her until you drooled onto your pants? And when she asked why your pants had a spot, what did you say?"

Percy groaned, redness tinging his cheeks as he looked at is hands. "I said, 'No Nut November didn't stand a chance with you around.' But in my defense, she had no idea what that meant!"

This was true. She still didn't understand how that explained anything. He claimed it was stupid social media thing, so she told him to stop fooling with social media anyways, that it clearly wasn't helping him articulate well. Percy agreed and promised he'd stop before turning around and bursting into laughter.

"It wasn't even November," Nico rolled his eyes.

"Okay, the point is, I don't flirt creepily. At least I flirt at all, unlike some people," Percy said, eyes trained on Nico. They all chuckled, except Nico.

"She doesn't even notice you're flirting, so does it really count?"

"I still try," Percy pointed out.

"It's okay, Nico. Not everyone knows how. I can teach you," Leo offered, pulling out a pair of sunglasses and lowering them over his eyes. Annabeth felt herself wanting to gag. She had never wondered what guys were like or spoke of in their free time before, but now she knew. Yay?

"Not a chance," Nico rolled his eyes. "I know how to flirt."

"Good, because he's your chance," Jason warned, smirking as a shadow fell across the table.

"What?" Nico chirped suddenly, nearly jumping out of his seat as he turned around. Will Solace had just approached the able, right at the perfect angle for seeing Annabeth. She was frozen, too terrified to move.

She would murder Arachne a second time if she saw her again. This was about to get her straight up smashed.

"Hey guys," Will said, leaning over the table, hands pressed against the stone edge. "First off, why can Leo sit here?"

Leo scowled. "Because I'm half dead still? Gonna be connected to Nico's side for a while now."

Will frowned. "Wouldn't you prefer to be my side since I'm a healer and all? No offense, Nico. Anyone would be lucky to be by your side all the time."

"I…uh…" That was all Nico managed to say. He wasn't exactly nervous, but Annabeth assumed he'd just never been spoken of so highly so openly before.

"I mean, your side, Nico's side? It's the same thing," Leo snickered.

"What do you – ah! Do, uh, you guys realize there's a Black Widow the size of a golf ball joining your table uninvited as well?" Will stepped away from the table around to the side, tugging on Nico's arm until he was forced to step back as well. Annabeth cursed in her spider language before scurrying down the table once again. Unfortunately, she was slow. Leo came after her with his shoe, to which she had no choice but to climb her way up on to avoid being squished again. He didn't even notice, not until Percy shouted and raised his foot. Annabeth saw it coming in slow motion and immediately moved to Leo's shoulder. It was too late for poor Leo, however, as he received a full force kick from one of the most lethal fighters Camp Half Blood had seen in a long time straight to the gut.

Before Leo crumpled over in pain, Annabeth jumped into the wind on instinct, and then a string of her web shot out right where her neck should have been. Her legs went to work directing it, but for the moment, she was being carried in the wind.

With a sad sigh, Annabeth decided to see where it took her for now.

. . .

She landed at the Big House literally hours later, the wind gods deciding to spin her in circles probably for, where she got a good view Nico in the infirmary. Curious as to how Nico supposedly flirted, Annabeth ventured inside. There was a part of her wanting to contact someone, somehow, but then again, she also wondered if this spell would wear off. Arachne wasn't known for her expertise in the curse world, but if she'd contacted someone who was…

For now, she was going to raid the infirmary for any spare vitamins from Hermes. If it could turn Percy away from his true being (a guinea pig), then it could turn her back from a retched spider. She shuddered just thinking about what she was.

"I – I don't have time for this!" That wasn't Nico's voice. She scuttled in through a crack in the walls, finding herself in the infirmary with Percy being physically restrained.

"He won't listen," Nico grunted, forearm pressing against his chest to get Percy to stay in the bed. "Got attacked in the woods. He went alone."

"Why the hell would you do that?" Will griped harshly, rolling his sleeves up as he pressed down onto Percy's stomach which was pooling blood by the minute. Annabeth scurried closer, frantic over his sudden state of injury.

What the hell did Seaweed Brain do without her?

"Annabeth is missing," Percy continued to fight, but his face was so pale he eventually crashed against the bed, breathless. "Nobody's seen her all day! All her stuff is here. Her dagger, her hat…" Annabeth's eyes bulged, her heart constricting at the sight of Percy heading towards loss of consciousness. "It's got to be Arachne! There…there was a spider in her cabin this morning. Spiders – not – allowed. Gotta be a…sign."

"So he went looking in the forest because 'that's where all the spider webs' are, he claims," Nico deadpanned, running to the cabinets and throwing gauze in Will's face.

"Run into them all the time," Percy nodded, fighting to stay away. When he realized he was about to pass out, his hand shot out and grabbed Nico. "Find her."

"She's probably on some secret-,"

"Find her." Percy seethed, and then Will was piercing his skin with a needle, and he finally passed out.

"Will?" Nico said, eyes wide with fear. "He's not-,"

"He's fine," Will muttered. "My healing incantation can take a lot out of you, especially when you lose blood in combination with it."

Nico looked relieved, sitting back on an empty bed nearby. "Good. Annabeth would kill me if I let him die."

Annabeth agreed. She was already frustrated with herself to begin with. Why would Percy go in search of her alone? That was so stupid of him.

Then again, she did the same thing when he went missing. But that was because she'd been in love with him. She still was, really, but now she was smarter about it. She knew how to hide it better. She knew how to ignore those beautiful eyes or his hot body. Percy was her best friend, and if she loved him a little bit, that only aided their platonic relationship.

She thought over his words and was mildly blown away. Most people underestimated Percy's brains. Even she did, at times, which she regretted almost every time. Sure, she'd make jokes about it, but they both knew she was teasing. He'd saved them both too many times for either of them to honestly think he was dumb.

Still, she slipped up. Annabeth was in awe that Percy picked up on something she'd blatantly missed, along with the rest of her siblings. That never happened. Out of respect to her mother, she'd only admit not realizing this on the premise of them all being deathly shocked and afraid of the spider (herself) this morning.

Spiders weren't just not allowed inside the Athena cabin. They were banned. The Hecate cabin put one of the strongest curses on the cabin. Any spider that entered inside instantly died. It was the only way they got any sleep at night. While Arachne couldn't send spiders in from outside the camp, spiders were still naturally found their way inside too often. Now, however, they died on sight.

It was comforting that her own sanctuary would kill her. Or that her siblings would. While she didn't die last time, she wasn't going to risk it a second time. It did comfort her knowing she was still somehow more person than spider.

"How did you find him, anyway?" Will asked in as casual of a way as he could manage, which wasn't very casual. His back was to Nico as tidied up Percy's bed area, a completely unnecessary task.

"Juniper got Grover, who found me," Nico said. "I shadow traveled there and got him before some troll finished him off. He had-,"

"YOU SHADOW TRAVELED?" Will was on him in seconds, shoving ambrosia and nectar down his throat like he was on the brink of death. Annabeth felt a little miffed at his obviously more vigorous treatment of Nico than Percy.

"Will, I'm fine," Nico protested as Will insisted on putting him in bed.

"Nonsense. Scoot over. My healing works best when we're touching. All over." Will lied fluently. He'd never once said or did that before, and Annabeth knew for a fact all he needed was a hand. Surely Nico knew this, but all he did was gripe about it and scoot over. "See. Aren't you feeling better?" Will asked, arm wrapped around Nico's shoulder and head nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

Clearly, Nico didn't need to flirt.

"Perfect," Nico closed his eyes and, with a shaking hand, grasped Will's, keeping it locked over his chest.

She'd had enough of this. It made her annoyed. She was missing, and Nico was just lying down and taking it. By the light in the sky, it seemed to be almost three o'clock, and this just wasn't cutting it for her. If she didn't have time for romance in her life, then neither should these two.

Annabeth scurried out of the room in a hot sprint for someone who would listen. When she found Chiron at his desk, he just smiled down at her. "How did you get in here, dangerous one?"

Annabeth dipped some of her many legs in the ink drip he had sitting to the side, because he was old school like that, and tried writing out a message to him. Her legs were too thin, though, and she doubted his eyes would be able to read her name she'd written.

"You're a funny one. Run along now. No biting, please," Chiron ushered her off with a piece of paper, his smile growing in affection. Annabeth was slightly outraged. He was far too pleased to have a deadly spider on his desk. Still, Annabeth did as told, feeling like this was a hopeless task.

She'd probably live the rest of her life as the thing she hated most: a damn spider.

A/N: So what did you think so far? I have the second part finished, so I'd love to just have three or four reviews to hear your thoughts before I update. I do feel like this isn't my best work, so feel free to critique me and let me know so I can learn! But do take into account that my writing isn't normally so...emotionless? I'm not sure why it was like this. I think I just wrote most of this in two days where I just felt off, but yeah.

Please let me know what you think! :)