Annabeth’s eyes met yours on the battle field of the battle of manhattan, she looked at you an old friends, now someone she couldn’t help but hate, you betrayed her and everyone at camp. She rushed towards you tackling you to the ground and holds up her dagger. “You traitor! How could you?” Annabeth says. Annabeth had known you since well, forever. You two met when she was seven and on the run, you where with your older brother Luke and his friend Thalia, who she grew close to, she viewed them as a family and you as a sister. This is why it hurt so bad when Luke started Kronos’s army, a plot that your brother started to destroy the gods, you worked for Kronos, someone she once viewed as a little sister was fully gone and what she though was fully evil. Just like your brother she though,. Even though it was your brother that manipulated you to join, you had tried to leave but alas you where to far in to be good, you’ll always be a traitor. “Answer me! Give me one good reason I should stab you right now!” she says, holding her knife up to you, one of your old friends Percy a while behind her, looking with shock she remembers coming back from her quest with Percy, not just to find out about Luke, but to find out that you joined him also, she looks at you with hate but a small amount of pity “All these people died! Answer me!” Annabeth yells.