Here's chapter seven! Please review!
Annabeth woke up to all the vampires charging into her room. They grabbed her and shoved her into a chair. Well, it was mostly Rebecca. But still. "What the hell?" She yelled. Rebecca sneered at her. "To find out who you are, we need to examine and question you more. I'll do the examaning and Damon shall do the questioning. He can be quite...persuasive." A chill went down Annabeths spine. But she couldn't let them see she was scared. She raised her head and looked at them in disgust. "Fine. But next time, I can get into an chair myself." Elena, Stefan and Caroline all smiled. Damon raised an eyebrow. Rebecca just gave her a cold stare. "Perhaps. What's this?" She tore Annabeths beaded necklace off her. Annabeths heart dropped. If they did anything to it..."It's just a random necklace of mine." She said a little too quickly. Stefan and Caroline exchanged looks. Rebecca narrowed her eyes and looked at the necklace and fingered the beads. "We'll these obviously represent something. A trident, a maze, some sort of horn, a maze, the Empire State Building, and a red blob of some sort. How tacky."
"It's just something I collected over the years! Please give it back." Annabeth tried to keep her voice controlled but she felt it quiver. That necklace meant everything to her. Rebecca smiled at her. "Aw, well I'm afraid I can't do that. It obviously means something to you and is therefore important." Annabeth felt herself shaking. "Wait a second." Elena said abruptly. "Aren't those signs from Greek mythology? Like, the gods or whatever?" No. No nononono. They could not figure this out. If they put two and two together...game over. Stefan snapped his fingers."Right, the twelve Olympians. That trident is Poseidon's sign, the maze is that labyrinth thing, but I don't know about the others." Caroline examined it. "There are names carved around the building."
"Then it's your job to find who all of them are." Rebecca ordered her. Caroline rolled her eyes. "The red thing is coral. Alright. Either you're a major nerd who loves history and wears tacky jewelry, or...something else. And all evidence points to the latter." Rebecca knelt down beside her and looked right into her face. Annabeth didn't dare breathe. Suddenly Rebecca ripped her jean pockets out. Various things came out. Gum, car keys, wallet, and a picture of Percy kissing her cheek on the beach. Annabeth remembered that day. A warm day in June. They had been swimming and laying on the beach all day until some Aphrodite kids with Grover snuck up on them and took their pictures. Annabeth had felt do light and happy that she hadn't cared. They could not find out about her life. "Well, well, well. What do we have here." Rebecca delicately picked up the picture. "Who is this charming face? And where are you here? If I wasn't an English, I would have reason to believe that you were on a beach on Long Island." She gave Annabeth an evil smile. "Until we meet again. " she stalked out of the room with the necklace and the picture. Everyone followed her out except Damon. For a few minutes they just sat there. Damon stared at her while she fought back tears. Annabeth focused on breathing. She managed to keep composed expression but didn't say anything. "You know what I don't get?" Damon asked her. She didn't look at him. "How you say that you're just a normal person, but after being alive for 150 years, I can tell you that I know when a person has a past. I know you have a past." Annabeth looked up at him. "I know you have a past" she said, pronouncing every word carefully. He raised his eyebrows. "True. But mines way more exciting than yours." She almost laughed. "Nope. Not possible." He grinned. "We'll fight about that later. But if you've been living the highlife, you seemed generally shocked when dear Stefan told you everything."
"My high life has faced many monsters, but nothing like you. And I've always had help."
"Like Surfer Boy?"
"Maybe" she tried to make herself sound mysterious and threatening. Damon narrowed his eyes. "Well, I for one, am not scared of some prissy Barbie girl who makes empty threats." Annabeth wasn't sure why, but that statement made her snap. Maybe it was the buildup of all the frustration, anger and confusion over the past two days. She looked at the stupid, naive Vampire in front of her and then ripped a bar of the back of her chair and stabbed Damon in the leg. He yelled in shock. She smiled sweetly at him. "Nothing to be scared of honey. Nothing at all." He grunted and pulled it out slowly and threw it on the floor. He smiled way too sweetly at Annabeth. "Oooh, the kitty scratches. I'm terrified. Luckily, I heal quickly." Unfortunately, it was true. Annabeth watched in horror as the wound on his leg closed almost immediately. He grinned. "Now, that was very mean of you and that really damaged my self esteem. I'm going to tattle on you." And with that he winked at her and swept out I the room, leaving Annabeth even more confused.