Prolouge

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I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I wanted to get out of that dreaded house as quick as I could.

My legs were growing weaker and weaker every day I ran, but I kept on going. My curly blond hair, getting more tangled and ratted each day. My grey eyes getting darker after the lack of sleep I haven't had in weeks. But I wasn't going to stop till I found myself a new home. That may be impossible since I have no where else to go.

I keep running because everywhere I turn people are always looking, hunting, and craving people like me so they can get their hands on money and become filthy rich, like all these other snobs, like Nick Fury, who just want to cut us open and see what makes us tick. But I won't let them take me never in a million years. So I keep running maybe till I find others like me. I won't stop till we overthrow the evils in this world. My name is Annabeth Chase, The Daughter of Athena, and you will feel my wrath.

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