A PJO/MR Crossover (Sidenote: I wrote this story when I was 16. It is kind of cringey and cliche, so read at your own risk)
During a date with Annabeth after the Giant War, mysterious men kidnap Percy Jackson. Injured and near death, the two are ca...
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Annabeth POV Two days ago, I hauled Rachel Elizabeth Dare's body back to Camp Half Blood. I could still remember how light she'd been, like carrying a child. The place were she died was left abandoned. I had angrily torn the tent down, ripping the fabric with my knife and leaving shambles.
I vowed to never return.
I took her to camp so she could have a proper burial, a respectable funeral, and the admiration she deserved. I gave a speech about her. Forced myself to hold in the anger. I even told them about her throwing a hairbrush at Kronos, in efforts to lighten the mood.
Demigods gave offerings to her, some crying, and others remaining silent.
Ever since then, I've been working nonstop. Chiron and I talked daily, trying to figure out what was wrong with the gods, and where Percy could be. We looked through books on my mother, trying to figure out what could be influencing her behavior.
I wondered where the other seven were, but Chiron told me they were all at Camp Jupiter, helping to rebuild.
"After the Giant War, everything felt right," Chiron had said. "But now, it's all wrong. It's like the calm before the storm. When everything is in it's place, and everyone least expects it. If I wanted to cause a war, I would wait until everyone is at their weakest. Whoever is influencing Athena must be building an army silently. What more better time to rise a militia than now? We are still weak, and rebuilding what was lost. The war must've killed half of the competition already, giving high advantage to anyone who decides to take it."
We had theorized of a rising power to come. It had to be someone who was smarter than Athena, and stronger than Ares. Someone who wanted revenge on the gods and all of their children.
Today, I was determined to back up this hypothesis further, while sending search parties out for Percy. Grover ordered satyrs around the world to look for my boyfriend. So far, they haven't had much luck, but Grover promised that he would never cease until Percy was found.
I wanted to go and look for him myself, only Chiron refused to let me leave camp. So, I ended up telling Chiron everything about Percy's capture. When I talked about the mortals, he was surprised. Never in his years had Chiron had a demigod taken away by mere mortals. Especially someone with Percy's capabilities.
It made me wonder why Percy didn't use his powers? Were they stripped away? Had he known something I didn't?
I created a notebook full of every god or goddess, listing all of their abilities and influences. I was obsessed with my mother, reading book after book on her. I even found myself nose deep into stories I've already seen.
My other brothers and sisters helped, though indirectly. I brought in hundreds of new books from Chiron's room into our cabin, watching my half siblings dig in. They spouted out facts, and were on the topic of our mother for days. It had helped a little, having different minds with different sides to a concept.
