Annabeth:
"Annabeth…." I hear a distant voice call my name. I open my eyes to see a barren landscape and a woman in the distance. I have no idea who she is, but my instincts tell me that she's good, and that I should know her. Grimacing at the pain in my head, I edge closer to her.
"Annabeth, my dear. Do you remember me? I am your mother." Suddenly, my mind, which had been blank of almost everything before remembers who she is. My mother, the goddess Athena. I try to piece together where I am and why I'm here, but Athena interrupts my train of thought.
"Now Annabeth, right now you're in a dream. Unfortunately, in the real world you have been severely wounded." I must look pretty shocked, because she continues on with "Don't worry, physically you're fine. But unfortunately you've lost many of your memories. Do you remember who did it?"
I shake my head no, and Athena motions for me to hold her hand, and we step into a memory.
Two girls stood in the center of a group of onlookers. A closer view shows that one of the girls was me, and the other was a new arrival at camp named Chelsea. She points her oddly glittery pink dagger at my chest and requests a duel. Apparently it is for Percy, a boy that I notice in the background. As I try to recognize the people around me, their faces all blur together, and I can't tell any of them apart. I accept the duel halfheartedly, it seems. After a few seconds, it appears that I will obviously win, until a pink streak comes flying at my face. It is the last thing I see before everything goes black.
My mother turns to me and says "This is the new danger you are facing. You wouldn't remember, but after you were rushed to the infirmary, the injuries that you had could not be fixed with ambrosia. There was quite a bit of blood, but in the end it was only a concussion. An injury like that is supposed to be fixed with ambrosia. In my knowledge, the dagger that was held against you was perfectly normal. Therefore the reason that you could not be cured magically was the wielder of the dagger. This Chelsea girl is not a demigod, though she believes she is the daughter of Aphrodite. All you need to know now is that for the injury you had to have happened, this Chelsea must have really had a dislike for you, and that you must wake up now and try to stop her.
I try to stop her from leaving, but she fades away as I'm aware that I'm waking up. I open my eyes to see a boy staring intently at me. He seems very familiar, but I have no idea who he could be.
"Annabeth? Are you okay?" I look at him blankly. Who could he be?
Sorry for butchering Annabeth's pov up. Also excuse the possible medical inaccuracies to Annabeth's injury (the only medical knowledge I have is if something's bleeding, you put a bandaid on it). Anyway, please review, I like constructive criticism, and thank you for reading :)