Wow this chapter is long! I was watching old episodes of TVD, and I really liked Anna and Jeremy. She was like, his soul mate. He basically chose her over Bonnie, who I hate. Anyway, sorry for that little rant. Please R&R! Thanks to everyone who has followed, faved or reviewed this story!
Annabeth washed her arm, trying to get the blood off that was coming from her wrist. After the video, Rebecca had gone crazy and almost sucked all the blood out of Annabeth. Damon and Stefan had pulled her off, but it was enough to leave decent damage. She furiously wiped her arm, but she seemed to be just making it worse. "Just stop. Bleeding. Damn it!" She yelled in frustration. Annabeth threw the towel in the sink and slid down to the floor. She put her head in her hands and thought of Percy. He was the only thing that stopped her from losing her mind completely. Annabeth suddenly heard a knock on the door. She wiped her eyes and took a deep breath and walked to her door and opened it. It was Damon. "You have another visitor." He wasn't smiling. He looked worried. Annabeth just stared at him. "Sorry, I'm not in the mood for company." She told him. "I just had my entire life displayed like it was entertainment. I don't really feel like hosting." Damon stared at her. His eyes softened. "I'm sorry. For everything." Annabeth was surprised. "Yeah, well, you should be." She looked at the ground. "Annabeth. This is a way more important visitor. Don't sass him. Don't lie. Don't say anything to him, actually." He took her arm and guided her downstairs. There were two men I the kitchen. They were tall, and had a powerful aura. Just being in the same room as them made her want to shrink back. But she couldn't let them know that. She straightened herself. Then man with the light hair approached her. "You must be Annabeth. Daughter of Wisdom. Pleasure. I am Klaus, and this is my brother Elijah. We've got big plans for you." Then he shot towards her and bit hard into her neck. Annabeth struggled against him. She could feel herself losing energy, and feint faint. She could vaguely hear shouting in the background. But no one tore him off her. He just kept on drinking. Annabeth began to think that she was going to die. She would never see Percy again. Her life would be over. Her struggles for nothing. No! She would not allow it.! With all the strength she could muster, she kicked klaus off her and screamed, "NO!" Klaus stumbled backwards, and everyone stared at her in shock. Annabeth backed away, breathing hard. She could feel the adrenaline coursing through her body. Never before had she felt like this. But all the vampires were staring at her like she was an alien. "Annabeth...how did you.." Stefan began. "Impossible!" Klaus growled. Elijah stepped foreward. "In all the centuries of my existence, never before have I seen such as that I have seen now." He slowly approached her. "I can feel and see the power radiating from you." What was he talking about? Then Annabeth looked down at herself. She was glowing. The blessing of Athena. She had never seen it before. She looked back at the vampires. Annabeth was filled with hate, and grief. She couldn't even look at them. "Stay away from me." She told them, her voice shaking. She knew she was about to lose it. She ran upstairs into her bathroom and grabbed the counter for support. She was hyperventilating and felt like she has lost control. She would not cry. She was not some shrilly victim. She would not. But her situation weighed down on her like a truck of bricks. Holding the sky had not been this painful. She rested her head against the wall as she felt a tear run down her face. "Hello?" A voice came from the doorway. Annabeth spun around. A boy who looked about 17 was standing in the doorway. He had brown hair and very blue eyes. "Umm, hey I'm Jeremy. Elena's brother. Are you okay?" Annabeth just stared at him. "Are you a vampire too?" She said dully. He shook his head. "I've managed to resist the insanity. Here, let me help you." He took a wet cloth and gently began wiping her neck where Klaus had bit her. Annabeth watched him intently. "Why are you being nice to me? You don't even know me." He looked at her, right in the eyes. "I want to bust you out of here. It's sick what they're doing to you. I've been watching for days. How they feed on you like it's no big deal. How they make you do work around the house to the point of exhaustion. How they barely feed you anything. It's sick." Annabeth looked at the floor. "I just don't understand. I didn't do anything to them. Just my luck, I guess." Jeremy started bandaging her wound. "It's because they're afraid of you. No mortal has ever stood up to them. Not even me." Annabeth thought about this. "If they let me go I wouldn't come back for revenge. I wouldn't want to. My life's had enough war." Jeremy nodded. "I know. But they also think that they can sell you to Klaus in exchange for freedom. Klaus is always threatning them, holding stuff over their heads. You just proved that you could be a huge asset for Klaus and Elijah. Not to mention, a perfect food source." Annabeth paled. At the moment, nothing seemed more terrifying than being taken by those vampires. Suddenly it clicked. "Klaus, Elijah, and Rebecca. They're the originals." Jeremy nodded grimly. "Don't worry. Me and Caroline have a plan. We're busting you out of here. Tonight." Annabeth felt excitement coursing through her. "Wait? Caroline?" Jeremy nodded as he taped the bandage. "Not all vampires are bad, you know. I was even in love with one once, believe it or not." Annabeth stared at him quizzically. He smiled at her. "We're going to drug all the vampires and Bonnie removed the spell. Be ready to leave." He turned to exit, but gave her one last look. "Annabeth, you're brave and smart. You just kicked an originals ass. Never give up." And he walked out, leaving Annabeth more determined than she had ever been.