Ch. 14
The years passed slowly and peacefully for Annabeth as she settled into Camp Half-Blood. She grew close to her friends and even closer to Luke and Thalia. After everything the trio had gone through, it was clear they had a bond that could not be broken. For two years they lived and trained at Camp Half-Blood, all excelling in their training.
Thalia was expert with her spear and horrifying shield, a replica of the shield Annabeth's mother had been given by her father Zeus. Luke soon became one of the best swordsmen in camp and the leader of the Hermes cabin. There was one person he could not hold a candle to in swordplay even if no one could understand why.
That would be Annabeth.
From the moment of her first swordsmanship lesson, Annabeth was clearly a natural. An arrogant Ares camper had called her out to try to teach the class a few simple techniques. He had tossed her a sword that was far too large and far too heavy for her small frame but she had simply tossed it aside and tugged the small charm on her bracelet as her most prized possession appeared in her hands.
The campers in the arena had gasped at the sight of such a beautiful sword. She had done as Chiron and her mother said and told everyone it was a gift from her mother and never revealed who the sword had once belonged to or who had given her the blade.
A jealous look appeared in the son of Ares' eyes as he looked at the sword. Without a word, he had attacked but to his utter shock, Annabeth met every strike with her own. Her technique was amazing considering her inexperience but everything seemed to come naturally to the young demigod... or tri-blood, even if she didn't know that.
Soon the Ares camper had become infuriated by the small daughter of Athena's ability to counter every one of his attacks. He feinted a strike low before kicking her in the stomach, sending her tumbling back a few steps before falling on her butt.
The camper stalked closer just as Luke had stepped out of the crowd to defend his friend when the Ares camper was suddenly blasted backwards as a bolt of lightning came down from the sky.
Everyone in the arena turned to the entrance to find Thalia standing there, a look of rage on her face as sparks danced off her skin.
She stalked to the dazed son of the war god as he tried to stand up only to get a hard foot to the face.
"You better get over your superiority complex soon because no matter what that girl does, it will always be better than anything you could do." Thalia growled angrily.
Thalia turned around towards the group of wide-eyed demigods.
"What!" She yelled making them look away while Luke chuckled at Thalia's blunt way of talking to people.
Thalia caught Annabeth looking in shock and smirked as he approached her before glaring at her playfully.
"When exactly were you planning on telling us you were all badass warrior demigoddess?"
Annabeth blushed a bit and shrugged, "I didn't know. It didn't know I could do any of that, it just kind of came naturally."
Thalia grinned and held up her hand for high-five. "Well wherever it came from, it was awesome. Now you've got to teach me some of those moves girl."
Luke made his way over looked at Annabeth with a big grin on his face, "That was so sweet Annie. You kicked his ass!"
Annabeth smiled shyly as she looked down at the sword still clutched in her hand. She wondered if maybe it was the sword that made her so good. Her mother had said it was a powerful weapon. She quickly thought about the sword disappearing as it vanished from her hand as her bracelet glinted in the sunlight.
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Timeless Warrior
FanfictionBorn in ancient Greece, Perseus loses his mother at a young age to Zeus' rivalry with Poseidon. Rescued and raised by an unexpected goddess, Perseus is raised to be a warrior like only one other, his brother.