Chapter 17: Oh so prices are down? So are the evil fates

Annabeth's POV

Even before I found out I was a demigod I had done some real dangerous things. By the time I was 7 I had ran away from home, fought my way into camp and then went to the underworld to save Percy's mum. Riding a motorbike was a whole new experience. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before. The wind blew my hair out of my face.

At first I panicked. What is Sadie doing? I can't ride a motorbike, none of us could we were underage! I grab a set of keys off Percy and jump on the motorbike behind Sadie. I watch as Sadie jerks forward than shoots ahead.

"Here I go." I mutter to myself. I wish I could have a few more seconds to look at the dash but a hundred trained warriors were coming to get us.

I realise the throttle and go flying after Sadie. I let out a yelp as I realize none of us have helmets on. We are going to be so busted by the cops.

I follow Sadie who's swerving around the traffic like a madman. I didn't dare look behind me to see if Carter was following. I shouldn't have thought about carter suddenly my head became dizzy. What was this? I had never felt this way about someone before. Not even Percy had made...

"Look out!" I hear Walt yell from behind me. I swerve around a man riding along on his bicycle carrying crate of fruit on the back.

"Sorry." I yell as I zoom past him.

I follow Sadie zing sagging through the city streets. Good plan.

We stopped for a brief meeting on the side of a street.

"We have to get to Seattle." Carter pointed out the obvious. I told myself to stop grinning like an idiot.

"But how?" Walt was wringing his hands.

Percy shook his head. "I didn't steal these bikes and get a criminal record for nothing, they had cameras."

"Percy, you were on the run last summer for blowing up trains and buses." I pointed out.

"That doesn't count."

"Let's just use the bikes. If any cops pull us up we'll beat them up."

In the end we all dejectedly climb back onto our bikes. I remember the feeling of soreness I always had after riding the Pegasus back at camp. I had the feeling that this was going to be a whole lot worst.

It took us another day and a half to get to Seattle. Fuel was expensive for five bikes so we decided to double up and ended up continuing on with only 3.

It didn't feel right but whenever we needed fuel, Sadie would conjure up pretty pictures to distract the attendant. I felt horrible but Sadie shrugged. "Money isn't always happiness." She said shortly as we left one man watching butterfly's flutter through a field.

Since the army truck Sadie had been a lot quieter towards me. She still talked and laughed with the others but something had wedged us apart.

Seattle was likening thing I had ever seen. The streets were modern and lined with bimbo's in the latest fashion. I decided I didn't like it. It was funny. I loved New York which was so much more hectic but I couldn't stand Seattle. It seemed like it was just a small apartment building trying to be a sky scraper. Or maybe it was just our imminent doom that was so dislikeable.

I knew exactly where we were heading. Exactly where to find the fates. I lead the others. Ever since we had left Portland I had been following visions in my head. It felt like I had been to this stupid place before and had been to the fates lair as well.

The trail leads us to a small old house nestled between 2 huge office buildings. The windows were black with grime and when we opened the door I'm sure the floorboards would split.

"Come on. We need to go down."

I'm getting up to the real good bit know