Annabeth's POV

(At CVS)

Leo, I am going to kill you. No, first I am going to maim you, through your body in a pin full of hungry hell hounds, save you just before you die, dump you in the tundra for a week, take what's left of you and slowly carve out your internal organs with my knife, then let your body sink to the bottom of the Hudson, where no one will find it. I'll do that, or lock you in a room where nobody will hear your screams. Either way, you'll be gone by morning.

Now, why am I mad at him? Oh, that's right, the idiot is the reason I was in this mess. And of course nobody will tell me what is going on. I hate being kept in the dark, knowing things are in my blood.

Let us start from the beginning, shall we? The closest pharmacy to Rachel's apartment was this little CVS on a corner of unfamiliar street names. Leo needs more bandages and Rachel wants to restock her medical supplies. Of course she could have done that another day, but I really needed a little fresh air. I needed to get away from that apartment for a while.

It's not that I don't like Rachel. Well… I hated her at one time, but that is all in the past. She had a crush on Percy. I had certain emotions towards Percy. We were bound to hate each other at one point. I absolutely loathed how touchy-feely she was with him. But he didn't seem to notice either of us, that oblivious idiot. But that is, of course, all in the past now. I am dating Percy now and she is the oracle. Everyone was happy. Rachel and I were kind-a-sort-of-friends-but-not-really. We tolerated each other. But then he was kidnapped by the Queen bitch (Queue thunder), and everything was throne out of balance.

Gods, we were this close to finding him. Maybe another day or two until I could see him, hug him, possibly kiss the living daylights out of him (though, that would be totally unprofessional, and I would never do that in front of the romans*). After I do that though, I will crush him into pulp for getting taken and leaving me… I mean, leaving us. That seaweed brain had to be a magnet for trouble. But I love him anyway, so what does that say about me.

I sighed and walked through the automatic doors. It was starting to get dark outside, so not a lot of people were in the store. Perfect, I finally can get some alone time and quite time. I weaved through the abundance of children's toys, and made my way to what I am guessing is the first aid section. Getting a basket, I see that my list is long, and hard to read. Stupid dyslexia, I really wish I could strangle you.

After standing there and surly looking like an idiot to anyone else that peered in my direction, I made out:

Disinfecting spray

Paper towels

Tissue

Band aids (large)

Tampons

Tooth paste

Solo cups

Aspirin

Advil

How buying tampons and solo cups count as restocking emergency medical supplies, I will never know.

With another heavy sigh, I made my way down the aisles. I had no problem finding what I need, but when I saw the pack of finding Nemo band aids, I almost cried. They reminded me of Percy, but at this point, almost everything does. I almost started balling one time after I was walking in the mall and saw someone selling blue ice cream. I really need to get my emotions in check, or I'll go insane. Slowly, I plucked them from the shelf and walked back to the front of the store to check out.

Setting my basket down, I did a once over at the guy standing in front of me (and no, I was NOT checking him out). He looked to be maybe a year older than me and about an inch taller with wide shoulders and posture that reminds me of a wooden board. His hair was a deep black but was cut short in a military hair style. The purple tint to his eyes didn't go unnoticed though, which was why I put a hand on top of my concealed dagger on my side. I did it in a more casual way, to have him by surprise in case he was a monster. The guy didn't really give off that creepy monster-like vibe, but I can never be too careful. The oddest thing about this guy was that all around his mouth was a stained ring of red. As if he had just drunk two gallons of cool-aid. He looked familiar too, but I just couldn't place him. He reminded me of Mr. D, not so sure if that was a good thing though. The guy looked me up and down, and then gave me a toothy grin. His teeth were tinted a dark red.

I took a few steps back and was about to take out my dagger when he said:

"My, my, Annabeth, it has been a long time. I almost didn't recognize you. Now that I think about it, you're a lot easier on the eyes with your hair down like that. If I didn't know you, I would almost call you pretty. It's a shame that you had to be a filthy Greek." He said 'Greek' like it was the worst insult you could imagine.

It was then that I took out my knife, and got into a fighting stance, whoever this guy was, I was going to stab him though the head. Now that I think about it, that would help relieve my stress. What was he talking about anyway? I have never seen this guy before in my life! But he seemed unfazed by my action, and he dared to LAUGH! I was now very pissed at this ass of a guy. His name tag read something like 'Joana' or 'Datona', but I wasn't paying attention to that when he pulled out a spear from under the counter top.

"Huh, I thought you didn't like using knives. You struck me as more of a sword person, being the daughter of the war god** and all. But whatever suits you is fine with me. You're not going to be conscious for long anyway." He said this with a smirk on his red colored mouth. Something crashed behind me, but I dare not look. People in the store started to run out the doors and were screaming. Whatever they saw, it was not friendly.

A few of them stayed, and pulled out weapons of their own whist circling me in a predator like way. I was now heavily out numbered. It was then, that I noticed markings on their arms, very similar to the ones Jason has. These people were romans. How in my mother's name did they find me, let alone what they were doing on the east coast. Wasn't their camp in California?

I could hear crashing sounds outside and mortals screaming for help. This was planned to happen. They followed me here or something. They might have already found their way to Rachel's apartment. They could have already captured my friends. Thoughts were spinning inside of my head, assessing the information given. I was doomed, there was no way out of this without getting myself or mortals hurt. Then the doors of the store burst open in a cloud of dust and debris, as if a mini explosion*** was set off. The lights were sparking all over the place and anything electronic went haywire, either blowing apart or going up in flames. Before the dust could clear, some one behind me held cloth to my mouth and my vision tunneled.

It was then that I heard something, something that I haven't heard in what felt like years. A yell, someone was yelling my name trying to find me. I know that voice from somewhere. My body was still fighting to stay awake, but I was losing that fight badly. I heard it again, that voice. It was clearer now and I could see shapes moving around me. Colors were blurring together, moving in different patterns in a way that they looked to be dancing. I felt someone dragging me away. When I had collapsed on the ground, I didn't remember. My whole body felt numb at the moment. Things were now getting too dark to see. People were getting too far away. But none of that mattered right now because I heard his voice. He was here, with me. We were together again. I had found Percy. Then everything went black along with another explosion that sent the building crumbling into pieces.

IMPORTANT! YOU WILL READ!

In case you didn't get it, that was Dakota from camp Jupiter, and the others were roman extras.

*you must read the beginning of MOA to get this

**Rachel mentions the other annabeth in chapter three, she happens to be a daughter of Ares

***Last chapter; remember the color of Percy's eyes and how he dressed. Put two and two together. I tried to make the parent change obivious.

(I thought about ending it here, but I decided against it, too big of a cliff hanger, you know?)

Annabeth's POV

Warmth… that is the first sensation I feel before I wake up. The delicate tendrils of heat sweep over me as I sleep. The pillow under my head is softer than rabbit fur, and has that feeling of plush that only feathers can give. I can feel soft silk sheets pool around me. The coolness of them seems to blend in with the heat of the room nicely. All the lush fabrics move over my completely bare body freely. I feel at home and safe, like nothing in the world could hurt me. I roll over a bit, and feel a warm and smooth body lying next to me. I don't even need to open my eyes to know who it is.

We rap around each other, both loving the feeling of contact after so many long months. I rest my head in the place where his shoulder connects with his neck. My nose ghosts over the sensitive area. I bask in the feeling of all his exposed skin touching mine. Everything is soft and warm, the way he makes me feel. Then his lips are on my forehead, and I lean into his touch even more. He tightens the embrace with his arms around my bare back.

"Annabeth," I could feel him whisper against my skin. This action gave me goose bumps. "Annabeth you need to wake up now. I'll see you soon…"

His voice fades away, along with him, and the wondrous heat. The feeling I just had is gone and is replaced with cold water running down the side of my face. The drop in temperature is drastic. I then realize that I am not in a bed softer that silk, I am not in a warm and safe place, and Percy is not here with me. It was all fake; the whole damn thing was a dream. That thought alone makes me want to cry again. I am not going to see Percy. I am never going to see him again. Percy is gone. With that thought implanted in my head, I open my eyes.

Immediately, I was hit with a blast of light. I blinked a few times trying to let my eyes adjust. A pair of bright hazel eyes stares down at me. Piper smiles down at me, allowing small crinkles to appear around her eye lids. Some of her Carmel colored hair falls in front of her face but she doesn't seem to care. I smile weakly at her, silently thanking her.

She then turns around at says quite loudly, "Hey! She's waking up!"

Tops of many heads peak into my line of view, many of them holding relief filed faces. Piper leans down and hugs me.

"I knew you would make it, though you did give us quite the scare. I am happy you're okay." Leave it to Piper to brighten the mood. I like the girl a lot. She and I have stared a friendship over the past few months while building the Argo. She seems like a good person to have on your side.

I sat up slowly; trying to not through up with my head spinning so fast it might pop off. We were not at Rachel's apartment anymore. The ceilings were low, as if we were under ground, and the grey walls faintly glowed. There was very little furniture from where I could tell. The room was oddly dark with no windows and only a vague outline of a door on the far wall. It seemed too quiet and dark for my taste. It looked too much like a dungeon or a prison.

"What happened? Where in Hades name are we?" I asked. My voice sounded scratchy from disuse, I tried to support myself against the wall behind me. The feeling was cool against my back, and it gave off moisture like a cave.

"Take it easy, Annabeth. You were knocked out. Gods know what kind of chemicals you inhaled. Best to take things slow." This surprisingly came from Jason. He had a concerned look on his face that masked his worry well. For some reason, every time I look at him, I get this bitter taste in my mouth. He is a reminder of Hera's exchange. That he is here, and Percy is with the romans.

"I will take it easy when you tell me what the hell is going on." I snapped back at him. I really wasn't in the mood to be babied with information, especially after that dream. He took a wise step back, and raised his hands up in surrender.

"Well, Annabeth, here's the thing," Leo stated. He looked better but rather awkward as he fiddled with the edge of his shirt in a shy manner. "After you left, Rachel's boy-I mean, her roommate came back and he is…um…well, he is sort of…uh, how do I say it?"

"Never mind who her roommate is," I said, interrupting him. He was fumbling over his words, as if embarrassed to say them. I really just wanted to know what happened at the pharmacy. "Look, Leo, what happened at CVS? Do you know where we are, and if yes, how did we get here?"

"Umm…" the boy looked even more awkward. His hair started to smoke at little from his nervousness. It didn't help that I started glaring at him a bit when he couldn't complete a full sentence.

The door swung open, ending whatever conversation we had started. There stood a girl about my age, dressed in full battle armor, and about my height, maybe taller. She had a spear at her side that sparked at the tip every once in a while. Her body language suggests that she grew up in the Ares cabin, obnoxious, proud, and war like. She stood tall and had a head-strong kind of vibe. She wore combat boots that had a pair of camouflage pants tucked in at the top. From what I could tell she also had tan skin and blond messy hair that stuck out of the bottom of her bronze helmet that all but covered her face. She looked very warrior like, and I could almost hear the sneer in her voice as she addressed up.

"Well, I see you're up. Stand against the wall. And I don't want any of you running. I hate to have to kill one of you before we have even started." Her voice was hard, cold and very familiar. I have heard it before, but where? She seemed to be so familiar, yet I just can't place her.

"Who are you and where are we?" I said firmly. I stood up along with my companions. I was only when she took off her helmet that my knees almost collapsed under me. Oh, this day just gets weirder, and weirder.

"My name, you should already know. Welcome to camp, Annabeth." The voice that I recognized, I knew it very well, because it was my own. It was like standing in front of some messed up fun house mirror. The same blond hair, the same cheek bones, and the same mouth pulled into a wolfish grin. I was looking back at myself, a twisted version of me, but still me. Her shark-like brown eyes darkened, and she stepped into the room which has now become my holding cell.

PLEASE REVEIW!

tell me whose parent Nico's should be since he will be in the next chapter. Also, i was thinking of getting AU Annabeth a boyfriend. Dont worry, Percy and Annabeth will meet in the next chapter. TELL ME IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR THE PLOT/STORY LINE/ CHARACTERS!

next chapter up soon.