Annabeth's P.O.V
I'm going to pray to Artemis.
Well, she needs to know that I'm okay. Maybe she could send a message to anyone who still supports me?
"Hey Artemis." I mumble quietly. "I know that I shouldn't pray to you, you'd get in trouble, but anyway. I want you to know that I'm okay, and that I'm here with the avengers. Please send this message to people who support me, and, um, make sure they don't get in trouble for it"
"I thought you were going to sleep." Red says.
"I want to know if my friends still support and care for me." I mumble.
"Even if they don't you have us, we'll look after you."
"Thanks Red." I mumble.
"What's you're name, you never told us."
"Uh."
"Is it Annabeth Chase?"
"Yes?"
"You're father is very worried for you." Red walks up to me slowly.
"He never cared before." I frown.
"Annabeth." Red says, putting her arm around my shoulder. "You don't have to go home. We can keep you here. I know that it would be hard for you to go home, especially if that means putting them, or you in danger." I wrap my arms around her waist, giving her a huge hug.
"Thank you Red."
"You're welcome." She hugs me back. "Now, you stink, I'll give you some clothes, go have a shower."
"Ha ha. Okay." I turn and go into the bathroom.
I strip and hop into the shower, letting the water wash away the pain of the past few months.
I lift up my hand and make a small amount of water turn into a bunny, then a dolphin before turning into a turtle. I giggle. This is amazing. I love controlling the water. It's fun and allows me a bit of control over my crazy life.
"Annabeth! I've got some clothes for you and I've set up a bed! Come out!"
"Okay!" I yell, hopping out of the shower. I dry off and wrap the towel around me.
I open the door a smidge and Red hands me a lose black teeshirt and shorts.
"Thanks Red." I throw on the all black outfit.
"My names Natasha."
"What ever you say, Red." I say, flopping onto the bed she made up for me.
"God damn it."
I stick my tounge out at her.
(UNDER LINED IS OWLS TALKING)
"Hello Annabeth!"
"Hey, um, I'm trying to fall asleep. Sorry."
"It's okay!"
"What do you need?"
"I just wanted to tell you that your mother is still angry at you, but it seems that you have a new mother."
I glare at the small screech owl.
"Okay, she is like a mother to me, but please just let me sleep."
"Of course!" The little owl says as it flitters away.
"Owlet."
"Red."
"Nerd."
"Mortal."
"Heathen."
"Communist."
"Bitch."
"Jerk."
"Assbut"
"Idjit."
"Freak."
"Pesant."
I gasp in mock horror. "I knew you were low, but not that low."
"Go to sleep Annabeth."
"Yes Natasha" I say, rolling over and falling asleep.
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The Owl
Fanfiction"How can you dream when they all die at your hands?" Annabeth's plan failed. The seven all died. Gaea feel back into slumber, but not at a huge cost. Percy, Jason, Frank, Leo, Hazel and Piper. Dead. What happens when she's thrown out of Olympus for...
