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Annabeth is literally the smartest person I know
She loaded us into the back of a Vegas taxi (It was a tight fit for four teens, but we managed) as if we actually had mortal money, and told the driver, "Los Angeles, please."
The cabbie chewed his cigar and sized us up. "That's three hundred miles. For that, you gotta pay up front."
"You accept casino debit cards?" she asked
He shrugged. "Some of'em. Same as credit cards. I gotta swipe'em first."
Annabeth handed him her green LotusCash card.
He looked at it skeptically
"Swipe it," Annabeth invited
He did
His meter machine started rattling. The lights flashed. Finally an infinity symbol came up next to the dollar sign. (When I saw this I took my green card from my sweeter pocket and imagined all the food I can buy with. The clothes, but most importantly the food! No longer will I go hungry on the streets!)I slipped off my backpack and placed it gently inside.
The cigar fell out of the driver's mouth. HE looked back at us, his eyes wide. "Where to in Los Angeles. . . uh, Your Highness?"?
"The Santa Monica Pier." Annabeth sat up a little straighter swinging her forward slapping me with in the processes. I could tell she liked the "Your Highness" title. "Get us there fast, and you can keep the change." she continued
Maybe she shouldn't have told him that. The cab's speedometer never dipped below ninety-five the whole way through the Mojave Desert
On the road Percy had told us his latest dream, but he was having trouble since the events of the casino. He said that there was a servant, he couldn't remember their voice, but he was positive he knew that somebody. The servant had called the monster in the pit something other than "My lord" . . . some special name and titles
"The Silent One" Annabeth suggested. "The Rich One? Both of those are nicknames for Hades."
"Maybe. . ." Percy said.
"That throne room sounds like Hades's," Grover said. "That's the way it's usually described."
He shook his head "Something's wrong. The throne room wasn't the main part of the dream. And that voice from the pit . . . I don't know. It just didn't feel like a god's voice."
Annabeth's eyes widened
"What?" He asked
"Oh . . . nothing. I was just—No, it has to be Hades. Maybe he sent this thief, this invisible person, to get the master bolt, and something went wrong—"
"Like what?" He asked confused
"I—I don't know," she said. "But if he stole Zeus's symbol of power from Olympus, and the gods were hunting him, I mean, a lot of things could go wrong. So this thief had to hide the bolt, or he lost it somehow. Anyway, he failed to bring it to Hades. That's what the voice said in your dream, right? The guy failed. That would explain what the Furies were searching for when they came after us on the bus. Maybe they thought we had retrieved the bolt."
I wasn't sure what she was thinking but she had gone pale.
"But if I'd already retrieved the bolt," Percy said "Why would I be traveling to the Underworld?"
"Percy think back to what that jerk god of war told you," I said "If something so very important in this case powerful is stolen. It could be used to threaten or even hurt a god."
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PJO Victory Is Within (Annabeth Chase X Male Reader)
Fanfiction"I always win, I think" It's been a rough time for young Y/n living alone, he's been on the run from disgusting monsters that to his knowledge should not exist. Yet, for the first time he actually thought he could take it easy after running into a...
