Welcome to another chapter! One of you dudes said that this is like Avatar the Last Airbender. Well... I think I kinda copied it. I love it so much. Katara is like Percy and Aang is like Annabeth. Lol. I didn't mean to copy ATLA. I wouldn't try to copy anything! I also re posted my other story, Dark and Light. It was my first story. It didn't get much views, so I decided to re post and see what people think about it.

-GoddessOfArchitecture

Annabeth's POV

The iron door opened, and finally the lightness came over us. The shadow that was coming towards us were one of those pirates. "Get up, boy!" He yells and picks Percy's ear. I winced at the abuse. Percy was trying hard not to say, "Ow! Ow! Ow!" I could tell because he closed his eyes and his mouth pursed, trying to hide the pain. "He will be working as the lieutenant of Captain Soot. And I guarantee that he will get have the best job ever," he smirks while tying Percy's wrists. He twisted it in a knot and pulled hard. Percy groaned and tried to rub his hands at the back of his shirt. I growled and punched the man in the jaw. "Don't do anything bad!" I hissed in his face. He smirked and rubbed his bloody lips, "Whatever, Princess."

He drags Percy out and slams the door shut. I leaned my head in the wooden wall and sighed. The tears stung as I tried to stop them from falling. "Please don't touch Percy," I whispered to myself.

I closed my eyes and tried to think of something different. Something happier so it could get me into the mood of making plans. But I can't. Because there was a scream of agony right next door. It sounded like Cecelia's voice. I gasped. What were they doing to her? Maybe it could give me a few hints and tricks on how they try to torture people. I could just dodge their few hits and BAM! I'm a survivor.

I listened closely to the conversation next door.

"Please! Let me go!" Cecelia voice pleaded and her voiced was muffled as if she were gagged. "You're not going anywhere, missy," Soot's voice snarls. "W-what do you want from me? I have done nothing! Please!" she says. "You're not going anywhere until you tell me what the so called heroes are up to," says Soot. I heard a the sound of a hand whipping someone's skin hard.

"Aaahhh!" Cecelia cries. "Stop! I will tell you! Just please stop!" she begs. "Fine," Soot gruffs, "Tell me! NOW!" My heart suddenly fluttered in my chest. Is she really going to say what we were doing? I knew she was some kind of traitor!

"They were destined to save Olympus," she sighs, "and to rescue all the remains of the Ancient Greeks. That included all the different kinds of fantasy species. They had to go on a quest to find the missing Oracle of Delphi because she was taken by Kronos. But now they are rethinking." Re thinking? When did we ever say that? "I have heard them talking," she continues with another sigh, "They wanted to sabotage Olympus. They say it is time that Kronos should rule the land. No stupid Olympians telling us what to do, anymore. They want to join your side and Kronos' and rule the world." Her voice sounded so convincing. I knew the plan she was making. If I ever see her today, I'm going to say thank you.

Soot stayed silent for a minute and then he growls to some of his servants, "Take her away. I need to talk to the girl." I heard the sound of shuffles and caught breaths. I then heard the sound of stomping feet come towards me. The iron door opened and two of the pirates held Cecelia. They shoved her and she fell towards my feet and groans. Her once tied up hair was messy, and her arms were full of blood and scars. I took my breath at the sight and looked worriedly at the men.

"Your turn, princess," the same man I saw before says. I obediently got off the cold wooden floor and let their hands grab my wrist. I didn't want to make them mad, or anything. But I need a distraction. I looked at Cecelia and then used all my might to be let go. I lunged right at her. Before I could even hurt her, I winked. This was part of my plan.

"You traitor!" I yell as loud as I could. I slammed her shoulders to the wall. I winked at her again. She smirks and shrugs her shoulders, "Whatever. It's not like your ever going to escape this hell hole." Her voice was filled with sarcasm and funny is that the pirates didn't understand. She then says, "Anyways, you and your boyfriend aren't going to escape through that hole outside. It fits people inside so they could go out. But I don't think you could do it." The pirates were still oblivious. "Enough!" Grouchy (that idiot pirate I nick named) cuts "You prisoners will not make any contact whatsoever! Now! We need you, princess."

They grabbed me once again and lead me outside. I finally was in the fresh air, with the sound of the waves splashing onto the boat. It sounded comforting and peaceful. The ocean just knows how to make things better. I sigh and bowed my chin onto my chest. They tied me up onto the main post where Percy was. He looked at me in worry and I just shook my head, showing that I was ok. But I bet he wasn't. He had the same scars and blood like Cecelia. I let a tear fall onto my ripped Camp Half Blood t shirt.

The clothes Percy was wearing now looked as if he were a peasant. Weaved straw shirt and shorts. The pirates never showed respect to anyone or anything that went in their way.

When they finished tying myself onto the pole, I felt Percy's hand brush past mine. He was trying to comfort me and hold me. I really wanted to touch his hand, but make any noise or sound, the pirates would whip you until you give in.

"Now for questions, princess," Grouchy says. I examined his face, wondering how he ever ended up here. His face was always frowning and always dirty. He had a black beard and black hair with few hints of white. I wondered if he had a family or anyone he loved. I looked deep into his brown eyes which said: I never want to be here. I never wanted to torture anyone. I never wanted to serve Soot. But if I didn't, they would kill my family. I felt sympathy for this man. He was just pretending to hurt me just because of Soot.

"What is your name, sir?" I asked him softly. His faced seemed perplexed and his eyes enlightened, "Yes! My name is Chris. I knew you're the one. Come close and I will help you escape." From the corner of my eyes I saw Percy smiling. I believe that he already knew Chris. I moved forward so I could hear him.

"Cecelia told you about that hole, right?" He says. I nod. "It is right over there," he points near the steering wheel, "I will make a distraction. And the you would run there and escape to the ocean." I frowned. "What about you?" I ask. "Never mind me," he says, "I'd rather die to save my family than make my family and the heroes of Olympus get killed."

"But-" I start. "-No buts, Annabeth," he says. I raised an eyebrow. Percy probably told him my name. I let out a sigh of defeat and dropped my head, "Okay."

I have to end it right there! Ok! About me. I'm going to a party. A trampoline jumping party to be exact. My mom bought this cologne for the birthday girl so... Yeah! Nothing that interesting in my life cos I'm boring. All the things that run in my head are, boys, Fanfiction, God, read, boys, Fanfiction, God, read. You get the point. Follow, favorite or review! Whatever you want to do to make me happier than usual. And also check out my other stories on my profile page. See ya!

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