A/N: No reviews?! Seriously? I get the fact that I broke your heart by not posting a chapter, but come on. I want more reviews. I need more reviews. They are what motivate me to keep writing. Relax, though. I won't hold this story hostage. I will keep posting. That being said review please. It helps with the updates. Also review if you notice any plot holes. I hate them so much, but I'm not that good at detecting them. I will be honest, actually. I suck. Anyways enjoy the chapter!

Annabeth waved to Nico as he shadow traveled back to the apartment. She smiled as she strode to Hecate's temple. The mission to recover Hecate's torch had been easy. Almost too easy. Annabeth stopped in her tracks. An overly easy mission? She grimaced. What was Hecate's ulterior motive? What could Hecate possibly want from her? This might prove to be a problem. Annabeth stood still for a couple more seconds mulling over the possibilities, and then continued walking forward. Whatever it was, it was too late to turn back now. She reached Hecate's temple and knocked on the door. Hecate opened it, a cat like smile on her face.

"Well, well, if it isn't Annabeth Chase. By all means, come in! You and I have something to discuss."

Annabeth shook her head.

"Actually I just came to drop off your torch. I can't stay for long. I have some errands to run."

"If you want me to give you my statement, you will come in."

Annabeth sighed and walked in, while Hecate held the door open. Hecate then proceeded to shut the door behind her, and lock it.

"Well, Hecate, here is your torch. Now, what did you want to talk about-mph!"

Annabeth's eyes widened in surprise as Hecate explored her mouth, with her tongue. Hecate smiled against the kiss and rubbed Annabeth's nether region. Annabeth broke the kiss and backed away, spitting and wiping her lips with her sleeve.

"What the hell was that?"

"Well Annabeth, now it's time for my final request: You will have sex with me for one hour, while I film you with this video camera, and you will smile the whole time."

Annabeth gasped, fear showing in her eyes. So this was what Hecate had been planning. She should've known all gods were the same. That unidentifiable emotion in her eyes had been lust. Hecate snaked her way over to Annabeth, and licked her ear. Annabeth recoiled in disgust. Hecate's smile widened.

"No way, Hecate, I-"

"You aren't lesbian? You aren't into women? Well, I don't care, and frankly you shouldn't either. After all you swore on the Styx didn't you?"

Annabeth continued to back away, until she fell onto a bed that she was sure had not been there previously. Hecate grinned, and shed her robe. Annabeth lurched away only to be straddled by her.

"A word of advice, Chase? Don't try to play the game of the gods without any experience. After all we have been playing for millennia. Compared to us, you are a child."

Hecate conjured a camera.

"Now smile and lick, you slut."

Annabeth sat in the apartment, a blue blanket around her shoulders. Her shoulders were heaving up and down, as she bawled her eyes out. Nico sat next to her, a frown on his face, as he hung an arm around her shoulders. Annabeth's stomach heaved bile rising in her throat. Nico quickly grabbed the vomit bucket and held it under her mouth, as she puked for what seemed to be the hundredth time.

Hecate had finished three times, in the course of the hour. After it was over she had thrown Annabeth her clothes, and flashed her onto the streets of New York. Immediately, Annabeth ran into a nearby building and hid in a toilet stall, crying her eyes out and puking. She eventually found the strength to contact Nico, and ask him to pick her up. Leading to the present moment.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"N-n-no."

Nico sighed. Annabeth had clamped up and was rocking back and forth, quivering.

Annabeth stayed silent.

"Who did this to you?"

Annabeth shook her head, staying quiet, her tears streaming down her face. After a couple more moments of silence, she decided to speak.

"Hecate."

Nico leaned away in shock. Hecate?

"What did she do?"

Annabeth shook her head again, her hair flying around her face, and let out a visible sob.

"Would you like to go for a shower?"

Annabeth nodded. Anything to feel close to Percy again.

Annabeth stood in the shower letting the burning hot water cascade down her body. She scrubbed furiously , trying to remove all traces of Hecate from her body. Suddenly she paused and began to sob. As hard as she tried, she would never remove Hecate from her body. She cried and she began to reminisce about Percy. He had been her anchor in times of strife like these, her shield in moments of vulnerability. Who was she to turn to now? Percy was dead, she had never really been close to the Seven, Nico was merely an ally, and the gods were distant. She felt the water pounding on her back as she fell to the ground, hopeless and distraught. It was over. She was going to give up. This whole plan had been naught but a charade, and Hecate was right. The gods had millenias of experience behind them. What was she going to do? How could she go on?

Suddenly the water took a different tone. Rather than beating on her back, it began to calm her and soothe her. She felt Percy's presence in the room. And she realized her mistake. Percy hadn't given up when the going got tough. Instead he had dug his heels into the ground and fought. She would carry on for him. She would take revenge for him. She would have to dig her heels into the ground and stood up, her back going ramrod straight. From this point on she would look nowhere but forward, and lean on nobody but herself. She would remember this moment as the first and last time she broke, and promised herself she would make Hecate feel the same. And she was not going to go weak again. For Percy's sake.

Annabeth walked out of the shower dressed in a blue t-shirt and jeans. Nico looked at her and raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Ready?"

Annabeth nodded her head, her words echoing through the room.

"Ready."

A/N: Don't kill me. Next chapter will be the second important event. I will give you a hint. It will be another godly interaction. By the way, should I move this story to M? I mean I didn't write a sex scene, but I think it came pretty close. PM me if you think so!