What Comes Next: A Percabeth Fanfiction

Chapter Eight

Sorry this took so long, I had to get an MRI on my knee yesterday and I've just been so busy and school starts September 4th so ya know I gotta get ready and Wattpad has been deleting anything of a new chapter I had already written on my phone so ive been really frustrated and now im typing this AGAIN on my laptop...anyways...*drumroll please* ALMOST 1000 READS!!!!!! AND 21 VOTES!!!!! OY MY GODS YOU ARE ALL SO AWESOME!!!! Reminder: keep it coming with the baby names, I am forming one in my mind but I still wanna hear from you! BTW this chapter is a dual- POV.

*Annabeth's POV*

(Flashback to when Annabeth, Luke, and Thalia are on the run and are camped at one of their safehouses)

"Luke! Luuuke! Luke!" Little Annabeth whined. "Tell the story again! Pleease?"

"Ughh, Annabeth, you have to learn to be patient. But fine, one more time. You know I'm really getting sick of this, right?" Luke snapped at the now satisfied (and a little scared) Annabeth.

Annabeth didn't know what he was referring to when he said he was sick of 'this', but was happy he buckled under to her once again.

 Thalia, Annabeth, and Luke were huddled around some tiny flames of the fire Luke had so kindly built, all the while mumbling how 'he shouldn't have had to live like this' or 'why he was always the one protecting and never the other way around'. It was obvious to Annabeth that Thalia was always either wholeheartedly siding with him or pretty ticked off at his constant bad attitude. Tonight she was pretty sick of it but not the story.

All eyes were on Luke as he began to tell the story.

"Once upon the ancient times of Greece, with the gods of Mount Olympus," Luke started, almost spitting on the last part. "There was peace. The gods were kinder, some say more reasonable then previous, and future (he mumbled). The mortal children in Greece prayed to the gods dutifully, taught by their parents." Luke rolled his eyes a lot. Man, he sure is in one of his worse moods, Annabeth thought. "But those children were ignorant. They knew not of what was required to be rewarded with such peace and prosperity, for they did not know of the gods' half-mortal, demigod children, that happened to be among them, trying to live normal lives. They did not know of those demigods' struggles and utter torture that they did not deserve. You see, Zeus and all of the Olympians abandoned and ignored their children until they were needed for the 'greater good'. Those unlucky souls of the demigod children that their parents ignored  that Zeus saw 'fit' for sacrifice, basically went straight to the Underworld. The gods never cared! They just kept having children in the sake of failure to realize that the kids would pay for it in the end! They didn't think of our protection, our safety, they only cared about themselves! So whenever the gods' kingdom was overdue for peace, demigods would be sacrificed, because they were of 'godly blood' and 'unimportant; won't be terribly missed'. That disgusts me!" Luke raged on and on, screaming and sweating from the intensity of the pain he'd had pent up inside him for gods know how long.

Annabeth had never been so scared in her life, not when she was being chased by a monster, not when she ran away from home knowing she might never see her family again, but when one of her best friends, someone who promised to protect her, to be brave when she couldn't, was standing right in front of her and basically said 'your parents hates you and so does mine.'

"That's not how you usually tell it," Annabeth dared say in a small voice. Thalia was speechless, staring at Luke like she never even knew him. Annabeth wasn't so sure either.

"Yeah, well, let me tell you one thing, Annabeth, that's the truth, and nobody, especially us puny little demigods hiding in the woods from the death designed by our parents." Luke spat and the shuddering little girl who really didn't know who she was anymore.

Tears welled up in Annabeth's eyes, as Thalia stood up and said, in a slightly less than confident voice, "Luke! Come on, you're really scaring her! Calm down! Luke, please." Annabeth watched Thalia's piercing blue eyes pleaded with Luke's angry blue. He seemed to get the message, almost as if Thalia hit his 'off' button.

"Annabeth, I'm so sorry. I really am, and I'd never hurt you, and I will never let anyone else."

It was enough for Little Annabeth. She nodded and got up and hugged him, sobbing, "Please don't do that again, you were really scary, scarier than Medusa!"

Luke eyes flamed up at first but then took it as it was meant to be, a joke. He tussled up Annabeth's hair, earning happy screeches from his young friend. Soon, Thalia joined in and they all held each other and smiled as Luke said, "Besides, you guys are my real family."

Annabeth was smiling from ear to ear; she was so happy.

Of course, little did she know what lay in her future, and how wrong Luke's promises were. 

I'm gonna post this much now and update it with Percy's POV later and take this little message out when I do. I think my writing quality in this chapter was considerably better than other chapters, what do you think? Don't forget baby names and other suggestions from the list I wrote in an earlier chapter!!!!!!! Also check out this really cool Percabeth fanfic "The Jacksons" by @Lozzanator_Percabeth