A/N: Okay guys, I am so sorry for the late update. I had sooooo much homework due, and then my tablet decided to break so I had to bring it in to fix it (which, of course like the teenager I am, I procrastinated it) so I finally brought it in for repairs on Tuesday and it was finally finished today, and then I had a lot of homework to do. I sowwy /.\
He bolted upright, panting and sweating like a wild thing. But he heard no screaming.
It was a dream, he thought. It was just a very bad dream. For some reason Annabeth was getting stabbed in it and screaming at him for help. How odd.
He lied back down again, but just ended up staring at the ceiling for what seemed like the longest time.
That was a very horrible dream. I really hope I don't have it again. Or that Annabeth really does get stabbed. That would be a lot of paperwork on my part. And unfortunate. Yeah. That's what I meant.
Eventually, sleep once again consumed him.
And he had no dreams for the rest of the night.
Interesting, since he awoke next to an absolute nightmare.
Gleeson Hedge's POV
"Hey, Mellie!"
"Yeah daddy?"
"Come look honey, apparently Annabeth Chase has gone missing!"
"WHAT?!"
"Yeah, come look!"
"According to this security footage exclusively obtained by NBC News, it shows famous pop singer, Annabeth Chase, being kidnapped from her own apartment room and building, and loaded into a dark armored vehicle which sped off into the night. No license plates were seen, and all the kidnappers had on masks. NBC will now play the footage, and, word of warning, it is very graphic," said Matt Lauer.
"NO! NO! LET GO OF ME! PERCY, HELP ME! HELP ME, PLEASE!" she screamed as she began to sob. "PERCY, PLEASE HELP ME! PERCY THEY'RE KIDNAPPING ME! HELP, PLEASE!" she begins to fight back against her kidnappers, slapping and clawing at them while desperately trying to enter her apartment and reach her security guard.
"Shut up dumb *beep*!"
He stuffs a gag in her mouth to silence her, and knocks her out for good measure. Him and his accomplices grab her, lift her up, and take her down the elevator.
They smash the front doors down and load the unconscious singer into the van, slam the doors shut, and get in themselves. The engine turns over, and the car speeds away into the distance.
"As you can see," said Matt, "it is a very grim situation to be in right now. The CIA will be making a statement later today, and her personal live-in security guard, Perseus Jackson, was not available for comment."
"Oh my goodness," said Mellie's mother. "What a poor young lady."
Mellie stared at the TV in shock as her father comforted her by wrapping an arm around her. "It'll be fine sweetie. They always find famous people like this. Just wait and see."
He is not sure himself, but he can tell his 12 year old daughter is in need of some comfort.
"That poor young woman is right."
Percy's POV
Once again he awoke, but this time to complete silence. A sigh escaped his mouth as he sat upright and stretched his sore back.
He rose from the bed into a standing position, slipping on a pair of basketball shorts and heading towards his door.
He opened the door and called out to Annabeth. When he received no response he went looking around the apartment. The table, he found, was barren of anything at all. And then, looking around the apartment, his eyes widened in alarm.
Furniture, clothing, dishware, and even Annabeth's sheets were thrown all over the floor. Even her favorite pillow lay on the ground, torn to pieces and the stuffing covered the couch.
He ran into Annabeth's room, and found it dark, empty, and even a little colder than the rest of the apartment.
His search for the light switch proved successful and he flicked it up. He walked around her room, which appeared to be like a tornado had started and ended here.
He sobbed aloud when he saw her bed. Her usually completely white and pristine mattress was covered in…It was soaked in…It's Kool-Aid, in his lame attempt to comfort himself.
Yeah, it's just Kool-Aid. She'll come walking out of her bathroom after finishing brushing her hair and give him an adorable smile and pleasant good morning.
He entered her bathroom and saw it was filled with light. I knew it! But then he saw it was just the frosted window left open and he sobbed again. Is she dead?
He ran to his room and dialed up Frank.
"Frank! Man, what happened?"
"Dude, just turn on channel 5."
"Do I really want to?"
"No," he said. Gee, thanks a lot buddy. "You needto turn it onto channel 5. Now."
"Okay," he said, hanging up the call and reaching for the TV remote.
Slowly filling with dread, he reached for the remote and pressed the power button. Once again he slowly pressed the 1, took a deep breath to mentally brace himself and typed 0-0-5.
"And," he heard Brian Williams say, "to wrap up this newscast, famous pop singer Annabeth Chase has gone missing earlier this morning in an unfortunate tragedy. We will play the hotel security footage at the time of her kidnapping. It is very graphic footage, so please use viewer discretion."
He watched the entire video of her screaming for him to save her, getting knocked out cold, loaded into a mysterious van, and being driven away into the night. His body was flooded with dread and guilt and a horrible depression.
"Her live-in security guard , Perseus Jackson, was unavailable for comment. The CIA issued a statement earlier today saying, 'We are very sorry for the popular singers kidnapping, and will try our best to find her. Having no leads and no hearsay of these kidnappers, she will be very difficult to find. Agent Jackson will, of course, try his very best to find her.'
"And that wraps up Nightly News on May 23, 2014. Thank you and goodnight."
He turned off the TV, crying. No leads…this is gonna be impossible.
He called Frank again.
"Frank?"
"Yeah Percy?"
"What am I gonna do?"
Frank sighed, and went silent for a while.
Then he said, "You're going to find her."
Percy exhaled sharply, and screamed "OH YEAH FRANK?! WELL THAT'S FUCKING EASIER SAID THAN DONE WITH NO FUCKING LEADS AND NO FUCKING IDEA WHERE SHE IS AND…and I'm supposed to protect her."
"Yeah? Well, you need to find her to protect her, right?"
Percy nodded, then, realizing he was on the phone, whispered "Yeah…."
"Then find her! Look, I have an idea, okay? Just calm down. I'll be there in an hour."
"Alright," Percy said listlessly.
Frank hang up, so Percy decided to take a few deep breaths and wash his face.
It's gonna be okay…it's all gonna be okay…Frank is coming…
He sighed, running his hand through his hair.
Everything will be okay…right?
A/N: Short update, yes. But I felt like I not only needed to give you guys something to read to keep you at bay, but I needed to set the stage for a long and very twisty chapter. I have some very nice surprises in store for you…hehehehehe…