νεκρός || Annabeth Chase x Fem!OC

Vol. 1-12: I take Annabeth on a cute swamp date

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"Why are you taking off your shoes?"

"I don't want them to get all wet and soggy."

"Are you asking for a snapping turtle to claim your toes?" I retorted. Annabeth cut me a glare.

"If you're gonna be like this the whole time, I'm not interested."

"You clearly don't know me, then," I said as I led her down the bank. "You like fish?"

"I guess." Annabeth shrugged. It was clear she wasn't in a good mood.

That's the whole reason I even offered to take her with me. It was clear Luke had really shaken her up. I didn't know much of their history. Nobody really talked about him. If you said his name, suddenly everyone was mute and deaf for a full minute before completely changing the subject. But I knew the bare minimum, and only from the tree made out of Thalia. I knew that Annabeth, Thalia, and Luke were running to camp when monsters attacked and Thalia sacrificed herself for them. But I didn't even know when that was. It suddenly dawned on me just how little I knew. I didn't know how old Annabeth was or when she got to camp, just that she was young, and I don't know how long she knew Luke. But it must've been long enough to make her act like this.

Part of me was tempted to ask questions, but I had to remind myself; You can't stay. Everyone would find out sooner or later, and these were demigods with naturally better sense, which meant it'd likely be sooner rather than later. Already, Annabeth seemed to be noticing some weird things about me. And I didn't want to learn her whole history and discover who she was only for her to realize I've been dead all along, and have to run away again.

But at the same time, we were expected to save Camp Half-Blood together. And I did save her life. I figured I needed to understand Annabeth at least a little bit if we were going to work together. And I didn't think we could save the camp by me being an asshole all the time and her wanting to kill me for it.

Annabeth was about knee-deep in the water and I was a little less when I said, "I'm sorry you had to see Luke."

She wouldn't meet my eyes. "It's not your fault."

"Percy thinks it is."

She stiffened. "I don't know what you're talking about."

I focused on the water. "You're a smart girl, Annabeth. You probably had the same thoughts. You guys think I'm Luke's spy." I shot my hand in the water and produced a rather large fish. Annabeth actually look surprised, but handed me her knife to finish it off. I handed it to her, letting her carry our new food, and she didn't look happy about that, but she took it. I kind of admired that about her. Most of the time, you hand a girl a big and dead fish and they freak out (I used to do it, too), but not Annabeth.

"I want you to know that I'm not," I continued. "I don't agree with what he's doing."

"Because it doesn't benefit you?"

"See? You're a smart girl."

"Then why are you even on this quest?" Annabeth shrugged. "You don't even like the camp. You're gonna leave, right?"