Hello! So, I had this idea that I would do two chapters each from three different characters perspectives. As a result, I will be moving chapter three to a different chapter (Chapter 7) later on. These people will, obviously, not be the same people as in TLH, but they will be Percy, Annabeth, and somebody else. Thalia maybe? Anyway, enjoy Chapter Three!

ANNABETH

The bus jerked along on the bumpy road as Annabeth stared up at the stars outside the window. The tiny pinpricks of light lay like jewels on a velvet cloth. Though she knew many people viewed them as a sign of hope, they held nothing but despair for her. She was on her second attempt to find her boyfriend, Percy Jackson, but so far her efforts had been fruitless. She knew where he was, sort of. After Jason, Piper, and Leo had come back from their quest, she had realized that Jason and Percy had been exchanged, each leader at the other's camp. Devised by Hera, the plan was designed to bridge the gap between Greek and Roman demigods, in the hopes that together, the demigods could defeat the giants once and for all. She had begged Chiron to let her go to San Francisco, to scout out the area. Of course, being the daughter of the goddess of wisdom, Annabeth knew that this was a totally pointless venture, as the Roman Camp was veiled by Mist. Chiron knew it too, but she could not sit still, doing nothing, while the Romans were doing gods knew what to Percy.

Her journey had taken her across the paths of too many monsters to count. What Jason had told her had been right: the Doors of Death were no longer closed. She brushed her hand against a bandage on her arm. She missed Percy so much, it was making her reckless. Outside her window, giant trees loomed menacingly over the road. This was the city of titans; demigods, at least Greek ones, were not welcome here.

She knew she was close to Percy. She could feel it, deep down in her gut. Her longing to see him must have been plain on her face because she heard a voice next to her. "Going to visit someone?" Startled, Annabeth turned towards the voice. The woman sitting next to her was tall and had a look of contempt on her face. Her red lips were twisted into a smirk and when she spoke, it was with a condescending tone. There was something about her that was different. Though she was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, similar to most of the people, including herself, on the bus, she seemed a little out of place. "Ummmm…" Annabeth mumbled.

"It's okay," the woman cut her off sharply. "I know all about your little friend. After all, I was the one who sent him on his… ahhh… journey." Annabeth suddenly realized who the woman was. "Hera!"

"Yes, demigod," Hera said with distaste. "Unfortunately, you will never find him until I allow it. The Roman camp is shielded from all eyes. So, give up now; go back to your own little camp."

Annabeth felt pure, cold fury well up inside her. "I will never stop looking for him. I know he would search the entire planet for me, and I will do the same for him." She whipped her head around to face the window, so the goddess wouldn't see her eyes fill with tears. When Hera spoke again, it was with a gentler tone; Annabeth thought she could detect a trace of sadness in her voice. "The journey will not end well for you, hero."

Annabeth opened her mouth to make a sharp retort, but when she turned around, Hera had disappeared, leaving only behind a slight chill in the air and the faint scent of pomegranates.

Hope ya'll liked it. I know it's kind of slow; it was meant to just be an introduction chapter for Annabeth. Please review!