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2. I get a seal and refuse to wear dresses.

Annabeth

The next day, Annabeth woke up just minutes before she had to leave. She'd been up most of the night spending time with Percy and her other friends. To say Percy had taken the news badly would've been an understatement. He would've marched up to Olympus to swear at the Gods if she hadn't stopped him. She convinced him after 2 hours of trying. They'd both agreed that they'd IM atleast once every day. She had then packed everything she thought was necessary for a trip back in time. Percy had given her a vial of water from the fountain in his cabin, which she wore as a necklace along with her Camp Half Blood bead necklace. She had IMed Hazel, Frank and Reyna after packing, to tell them about the quest. They'd all wished her luck and smiled with sympathy. Annabeth was used to sympathetic smiles after coming back from Tartarus. She always smiled back and walked on.

After dinner, Chiron had officially announced Annabeth's quest to the Camp. She had spent the night singing in the campfire and then lying on the beach with her friends. The rest of the night (the harpies wouldn't let them stay on the beach all night) she had spent worrying about what would happen. After Tartarus, Annabeth wasn't afraid of much, but now she worried if she would be able to get back properly. Since there wasn't much she could learn about time travel, Annabeth had spent the rest of the night reading about Camelot and the reign of King Arthur.

After she woke up, Annabeth took her backpack which contained all her belongings and went to Percy's cabin. She knocked on the door. After a few seconds, there was a groggy "Come in," from inside. She entered the cabin and sat on the bed Percy was lying on. She smiled at him. "It's time, Seaweed Brain. I'm going to miss you so much."

Percy frowned and sat up. He looked so adorable with those sleepy eyes. She almost contemplated telling the Gods she wouldn't go. Almost.

"I'm going to miss you more, Wise Girl," he said. He leaned in and kissed her. She closed her eyes and savoured the moment. She raked her hand through his jet black hair, while he wrapped an arm around her waist. After a few seconds, they broke apart to catch their breath. "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too," he replied. Annabeth got up and said goodbye. She left the cabin with tears stinging her eyes. She ran from his cabin to Thalia's tree. If she'd stayed any longer, she would've never gone. Once she reached the tree, Annabeth checked her watch. She was two minutes late. Hecate was nowhere to be seen. She cursed and looked around. Had Hecate left? This wouldn't be the first time an immortal was impatient. For all the time they had, they sure were more impatient than mortals.

"Annabeth," a voice sounded behind her. Immediately, her hand went to the drakon bone sword strapped to her thigh. She turned around. A beautiful woman in her early twenties stood there, wearing a dazzling white dress. "Lady Hecate," Annabeth bowed.

"You're late," the Titaness replied. Annabeth didn't say anything. She'd found from her boyfriend's experience that the way not to piss off an immortal was by shutting up. "I'm going to send you to a few years before Arthur is King. But don't worry, you will come back to the present in exactly one month, no matter at what time you leave Camelot. To come back, all you have to do is say these words." Hecate handed her a scroll, which Annabeth placed in her backpack. "I will have to stay in Camelot for years?" Annabeth asked, with barely concealed rage.

"Don't be a fool, you're supposed to be Athena's brightest daughter. you won't have to stay till Arthur becomes King. All you have to do is find Mordred and kill him," she paused. "Or become friends with Morgana and prevent her from going to the dark side." That's all I have to do? Just befriend the most evil sorceress or kill the one responsible for bringing the fall of the great King Arthur. She sighed and nodded. "Anything else I need to know?"

"Magic is banned in Camelot. Anyone found using it is punishable by death," Hecate said, disgusted. "Be careful about how you will explain your appearance in Camelot. Take these. You will tell anyone you meet that you are the princess of the 'Kingdom' of America. The scroll and seal are to reduce suspicion. The bottle will allow you to contact anyone you want to."

Annabeth took the items from Hecate.

"One more thing," Hecate said. "You should probably not wear those clothes in a medieval kingdom." Annabeth look down at herself. She was wearing jeans and a green t-shirt.

"I might be going to a medieval kingdom, but I'm not going to wear a dress. They don't allow for easy fighting. Besides, anyone I meet will just have to deal with it." Wearing a dress might've made her time in Camelot easier, but if any monsters from that time decided to greet her during her stay, she'd rather be prepared.

A small smile appeared on the Godess' face. "Well then," she said. "Are you ready?"

"As ready as I can be," Annabeth replied. Hecate held her hand up and a white light shot from it. It hit Annabeth, and the breath was knocked out of her. It felt like someone had decided to fling a truck at her. Just as soon as the pain had come, it disappeared.

Her surroundings were disoriented. She could feel the ground beneath her. When she tried to focus, the world spun. She fell to the ground, but strangely, it didn't hurt as much as she would've expected it to. Darkness overtook her vision and she passed out with one thought. She could've atleast warned me about this.

And that's it for this chapter! Hope you enjoyed this one. I know it's short but please stay with me. It's about to get interesting.

I've searched for fanfics with Annabeth in the lead but I didn't find any. So I decided to write my own! Please review and tell me if there are any mistakes. Criticism is accepted. And I'd be happy to answer any questions you have or discuss any ideas for this story.