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Percy

Percy raced after Annabeth. Annabelle was the whole cause of this. Before she had come, their relationship was perfect. No arguing, no competing. They were finally getting some peace. Athena just hated him, didn't she? She wanted to ruin his life by sending some Annabelle Chase chick. Ha! Percy was going to come out on top.

In the shadows he saw a figure. "Annabeth?" He called.

But the figure disappeared into thin air. "Must've been Nico." He muttered.

He then heard sobbing coming from the canoe lake. "Go away!" Annabeth cried out.

Percy walked quietly towards Annabeth's voice. When he got to the dock he just stood at the end. "It's just me." He whispered into the darkness.

She scooted over. "You can sit down Percy." She patted the wooden boards.

Percy went next to Annabeth and wrapped his arm around her. "Annabeth, I didn't want to."

Annabeth looked at him. "What?" She asked confused.

Percy looked her in the eyes. "I didn't want to have sex. Not at camp." He answered.

Annabeth leaned into him. "Okay. The thing is though… why did she say she didn't want me to exist?" Annabeth's voice choked up.

"Annabeth, sisters say stupid stuff. I know that from my aunt and my mom." Percy sighed.

Annabeth put her head in the crook of his neck. "But she said she wished I was never born." Annabeth pointed out.

Percy hugged her. "I know. But if you were never born, she wouldn't be either. I mean, you were the same batch from Athena's mind."

Annabeth released him. "That was a very bad thing to say."

"Sorry. I'm not good with this kind of stuff." Percy snapped.

Annabeth's lower lip trembled. "Percy, are you mad because of something?" She asked weakly.

Percy sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "No. It's just been difficult… I mean, the demon may have only come today but she has something weird about her. And then all this stress it's causing you… it pains me. I saw how tired you were at dinner and I thought it was because of her. You were basically about to face someone who was going to try to take your boyfriend away from you." Percy explained.

"I was drugged." Annabeth said.

Percy looked at Annabeth. "Are you serious?" He asked.

"Yeah. She put it in my drink. I didn't realize it until I was nearly asleep and she smirked." Annabeth slumped her shoulders and huffed. "Do you think I should give up?"

Percy looked at her and raised his eyebrows. "Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, is going to give up? That is not the Annabeth I fell in love with."

Annabeth looked at him and smiled. "You're right Percy. Thank you." She leaned in and kissed him, which eventually turned into a make out session. She pulled away and hopped up.

"Where are you going missy?" Percy asked.

Annabeth smirked. "I have a plan to conduct." And with that being said she ran to her cabin. But this time, in the silent night, Percy could hear that her cabin door slammed signaling she hadn't snuck into the forest or something.

Annabelle

Annabelle had to go to the Big House. Ms. Annabelle Chase, twin sister of good two shoes, was going to the Big House for getting in trouble. Yeah, it's weird. She followed without protest to the opening room. "Please sit down Annabelle."

Annabelle sat down on the couch. "Yes sir?" She asked innocently.

"Annabelle, you have no idea how much trouble you should get into for knocking out a camper and trying to have sex on camp grounds." Chiron lectured. "But since it's only your first day, the punishment will be held in the arena in two days at noon."

"What is it?" She stitched her eyebrows together.

"It's a surprise." Chiron chuckled. "Now run to bed."

Annabelle raised an eyebrow but cautiously walked to her cabin.

The next day Annabelle avoids Annabeth so therefore, nothing exciting happens. I will be skipping to the day of the punishment…

Annabelle was waiting anxiously in her cabin for Chiron. He was supposed to get her for the punishment to come. She chewed her nails right down to the quick. They were bleeding.

Chiron busted in. Haha. Narrator's exaggerating. No, he pushed the door open gently in truth. "Let's go Annabelle." He demanded.

She hurried after him towards the arena. When she entered, she felt powerful eyes on her. Like godly power. When she turned, there sat the twelve Olympians plus Hestia and Hades. Athena was scowling at Poseidon; Poseidon had puppy love in his eyes for Athena (POTHENA!); Hades was arguing with Demeter; Aphrodite was glaring at Annabelle while Ares kissed her neck; Hephaestus was watching Ares; Zeus and Hades were arguing with Hestia trying to get them to shut up; Hera was also glaring at Annabelle; Apollo and Artemis were bickering about who's older; Dionysus was snoring; and Hermes was looking at his cell phone.

"Um, Chiron-"

"Ladies and gentlemen, gods and goddesses, nature spirits and satyrs, and the Hunters, welcome to Annabelle Chase's punishment. We have our best fighter here to compete with her. If she loses, she's embarrassed. If Annabelle wins, we make her go without food and water for two days." The mysterious speaker came out from hiding. It was Drew, the Aphrodite cabin leader. "Ready everyone?" The crowd of campers, Hunters, and Olympians erupted in cheers. "Okay, competitor, please step into the arena." Out of a cut in the wall came Annabeth Chase with a grin.

Annabelle didn't even have a weapon. "I don't even have a weapon." She whispered to Chiron.

A Hecate cabin chick came over. "Gift from Athena." She handed Annabelle a celestial bronze sword.

Annabelle held it in her hand. Perfect.

"Ready Annabelle?" Drew called.

"No." She squeaked.

"Too. Bad." Annabeth sneered and pulled out her dagger. "Let's get started." She brushed the hair out of her face and approached Annabelle. Before Annabelle could think Annabeth had already striked a blow, just missing Annabelle's skin on her arm.

Annabelle saw her ripped t-shirt and got angry. The t-shirt was a gift and it changed colors! Annabelle's instincts kicked in and she sliced Annabeth's arm open a sliver. Annabeth flung her knife and it caught Annabelle's pants but it kept going to pin her to the wall. Annabeth was without a weapon but advanced towards Annabelle anyways. "You're without a weapon, you should stop." Annabelle advised.

Annabeth grabbed Annabelle's sword blade with her hand. Her face twisted into a pained expression but she pulled away the sword anyways. Everyone was getting worried, even Hera. Annabeth switched the sword so the hilt was in her right hand, not her bleeding left hand. She held the point to Annabelle's throat. "I'm sorry but you messed with the wrong girl. Give up now."

"I won't give up." Annabelle breathed.

Annabeth pushed it towards her a little more, just so it was breaking the skin. "Give up now?"

Annabelle could feel the blood spilling down her neck and chest. "Yes."

Annabeth dropped the sword but dropped to the ground on her knees. She clutched her hand in pain and howled. But then, and Apollo told me, the loss of so much blood in her made her faint.