"Careful with 'er. She's a feisty one." Annabeth snarled. "One of them Greeks." The man holding her scoffed. "Ew. Greek. Well I'm sure she'll do." "Mmm hmm. Save it Octavian. I just need the money, then I got other slaves to sell." Annabeth kept her gaze on her scarred, dirty feet. Suddenly, a hand appeared beneath her face, sharply grabbed her chin and thrust it upw

Piper unlocked the door and looked for Reyna walking up the drive. Instead, she opened the door to an empty yard. Confusion filled her head. Suddenly, two pairs of firm hands grabbed Piper, one pinning her arms behind her back, the other one capturing her mouth. Sorry, I had to change the title. I just now realized that it made no sense what so ever.

"Drop your weapon Chase!" Percy yelled. Annabeth cocked the gun again. She supposed she was nearly out of bullets, but she still held the gun up. "I said drop your weapon!" He yelled again. Annabeth glared at him. "Make me." She retorted. Annabeth stood firm. She put her hand on the trigger. Percy's eyes widened. He raised his gun. Rated T for the thrill

"Actually, I can't find Annabeth..." He stated. His brow furrowed at this news. Chiron had always treated Annabeth like his own daughter. "Have you seen her all day?" He asked. "No." Rated T just because OH AND THIS IS IS A SWITCH LIKE, IF ANNABETH WAS SENT TO CAMP JUPITER AND VISE VERSA