Annabeth really did start in Vegas. Why? Because something was calling her there...or in that general area of Nevada and California.

Annabeth sighed as she got off of the bus, tired from the long flight and the uncomfortable bus ride.

Why did everything that the Stolls come up with always lead to someone being uncomfortable?

Maybe she shouldn't take advice from the two sons of Hermes. Annabeth mentally shrugged, lifting her backpack back onto her back...well, that wasn't intentional...

Annabeth shook her head. Stupid ADD.

ANYWAY, it seems this whole trip was just a wild goose chase. Ugh, now she's turning into the Stolls. Fantastic.

She looked around to establish what she's going to do next. She closed her eyes as the bus driver closed the doors and drove away.

This was it. No turning back now. Annabeth took a deep breath, praying to her mother. 'Mom, please help me find the Lost Legend. I know that Chiron was hesitate to letting me go find him, but I can't fight a prophecy...I need your help.'

Opening her eyes with a sigh, Annabeth took a moment to look around at her surroundings. She was dropped off a few feet in front of the Los Vegas sign, the buildings seemed to over tower her. It wasn't like she wasn't here before, but there was one building that caught her eye.

It was a small, run down place with neon signs in the dirty windows. The whole place was a mix between wood and stone, and not in a good way. It looked like the stone was falling and the wood was keeping the place up. Even then the wood was rotting and split too much for it to make a difference.

How was a building like this here? Intrigued, Annabeth walked forward. She wasn't prepared for the building to caught fire and explode. Falling apart was more reasonable. Flames bursting out of the place with screams of pain and terror filling the air? That was not something Annabeth thought would happen.

Stumbling backwards, she gasped in shock. What was even happening anymore? And was that gold dust? Her eyes widened even more, the building was full of monsters according to the amount of dust that spilled out.

Annabeth didn't know what to do in a situation like this. What made the monsters-

The screams and all noises, even the flames, disappeared. The world was make to how it always sounded like, no screams of monster pain to be heard. That sounded more clever to Annabeth.

The building collapsing brought Annabeth out of her head. What was this, a book? Because standing in the dust was a tall male, he looked about a year or two older than Annabeth. Was this the heroic man that she would fall in love with? If Annabeth was like some of the Aphrodite kids then she wouldn't have said/thought that so sarcastically.

In true book fashion, the boy (you know, the one who just destroyed a whole monster's nest? Yeah, that one) glanced up, staring into Annabeth's soul. She froze at the feeling that his eyes gave off.

He started running at her, fast. The sound of police sirens was the last thing that she heard.

~MsPenguingirl1234.
Published: August 20, 2017.