AN: Wow! Another already! I have lot's of time on my hands. I need a life. LOL. Please review! Also, disregard when i said i will do a general POV, I changed my mind, and it wasn't working. So I will flip back and forth every chapter, like before.

Percy woke up to something fuzzy in his ear. He opened his eyes and saw a tiny owl sticking his feathers in his ear. He shook off the owl and went to stand up from the chair he was sitting on, but realized he couldn't. He was tied down with something.

"Is this, hair!" He asked himself, then heard a female voice as he started struggling with his bonds.

"Struggling, struggling is pointless." The female voice called, "I know why you're here, and I'm not afraid of you."

"What?" Percy said. The girl came into the light and Percy saw that the material binding him to the chair is the same as her hair.

"Who are you? And how did you find me." the girl asked, but Percy didn't really hear her. he was awestruck by how beautiful she was. She had amazing, long blonde hair, green eyes, and pale skin. She was about five feet six inches tall. "Who are you and how did you find me?"

"Uh," Percy said then cleared his throat, "I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you, but let me just say this, " Percy said, then gave her a goofy crooked smile, "Hi. How ya doin'? the name's Percy Jackson."

"Who else knows my location, Percy Jackson?" the girl asked moving her frying pan in front of Percy's face.

"Alright Wise Girl-" Percy began.

"Annabeth." Annabeth corrected.

"Gesundheit. Here's the thing, I was in a situation, gallivanting through the forest," Percy said, "I came across your tower and-Oh no, where is my satchel!" He asked, frantic.

"I've hidden it, somewhere you'll never find it." Annabeth said, with a smug smile. Percy looked around for a minute.

"It's in that pot isn't it?" He felt another sharp pain explode on his head and he lost consciousness again. When he woke the next time, the owl's feathers were again in his ear. "Gah, will you stop that?" He rubbed his ear on his shoulder.

"Now I've hidden it where you'll never find it." Annabeth said, again with a smug smile. "So what do you want with my hair? cut it?" Annabeth asked, circling Percy.

"What?"

"Sell it?"

"No! All I want to do with your hair is to get out of it, literally!" Percy explained. He was very confused.

"Wait, you don't want my hair?" Annabeth asked, just as confused.

"Why on earth would I want your hair? Look, I was being chased, I saw a tower I climbed it. End of story." Percy said.

"You're telling the truth?"

"Yes!"

Annabeth turned around and had a private conversation with Pascal on Percy. Percy could hear her, "I know, but he's someone who can take me... I think he's telling the truth... Nothing I think, but what choice do I have?" Percy began struggling to get away from this crazy girl who held him captive by her hair. "Uh, okay Percy Jackson, I'm prepared to make a deal." Annabeth turned back to Percy.

"Deal?"

"Look this way" Annabeth turned Percy's chair with her hair, but it turned too fast and it tipped over, making Percy face-plant into the floor, "Do you know what these are?" Annabeth pointed to a mural of the lanterns.

"You mean the lantern thing they do for the princess?" Percy said, his face squished into the floor.

"Lanterns, I knew they weren't stars." Annabeth said in wonderment, "Well, tomorrow night, they will light the night sky with these lanterns. You will act as my guide. Then, and only then, will I return your satchel to you. That is my deal.

"Yeah, no can do. Unfortunately the kingdom and I aren't exactly simpatico, at the moment, so I will not be taking you anywhere." Percy said, flipping himself so his face wasn't squished anymore.

"Something brought you here, Percy Jackson." Annabeth said coming closer, "call it fate, destiny,"

"A horse."

"So I have made the decision to trust you."

" A horrible decision really." Percy's chair was suddenly flipped right ways up, and Annabeth leaned in close, and intimidating.

"But trust me when I tell you this, you can tear this tower apart brick by brick; but without me, you will never find your precious satchel."

"So let me get this straight, I take you to see the lanterns, bring you back home, you give me back my satchel?" Percy inquired.

"I promise." Percy gave Annabeth a distrusting look, "and when I promise something, I never, ever, break that promise. Ever!" Annabeth said.

"Alright listen, I didn't want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice. here comes the smolder." Percy said as he lowered his head. When he lifted it up again, he wore the goofiest, most crooked, most adorable, smile ever. Annabeth wasn't fazed though. she just looked at him. "This is kind of an off day for me, this doesn't usually happen. Fine I'l take you to see the lanterns." Percy agreed.

"Really!" Annabeth exclaimed, and swung her arms around, hitting Percy in the face, "oops."

"You broke my smolder." Percy said, and tried to resist the urge to run, when Annabeth freed him. He would have to bide his time until he could get away. If she managed to get them both caught by the castle guards, people would surely recognize him, and everything would fall to pieces.

AN: ooh, i am making a subplot! I thought one up. But you have to wait to figure it out. For now, I shall leave you with a bit of a cliffie. ;D please tell me what you think. The first person to tell me an idea for this story to make it original will get a sneak peak.