New story of mine, I hope you like it!
Summary: Annabeth Chase has become a Prison Guard. She is fearless, known for not having any emotion, and for being tough. But what happens when she meets a new inmate, named Percy Jackson.
I chose a very interesting career choice. Being as smart as I am, I could have been a C.I.A agent, or an architect. But no, I chose to be a Prison Guard: and a good one at that. I was trained by Chiron, one of the best government agents known. He taught me to have no emotions, to be strong, to fight, how to talk in the right way (that I can get inmates to listen to me), and much more.
Today, they called me up to the roll call room; I went to the locker room and put my hair in a high pony tail. Not a single hair out of place, no emotion on my face. I walked down the long corridor, my black boots made an echo as I walked. The prisoners looked at me, and then quickly looked away. That was years of earning respect from these guys. Some of them weren't bad. They were taken here and they were sorry for what they did, they behaved and everything. Others, well, they were the exactly the opposite. They needed a lesson in how to behave, which is what I taught them. Well, not only me: my team and I.
I walked into the Roll Call room to find a tall, dark skin man waiting for me. He was looking through a bunch of vanilla folders. He looked up to me, and gestured for me to sit down. I didn't say anything, I just obeyed.
"Annabeth, we have some sad news." He said.
"What are they?" I said.
"We are relocating you to a jail that needs more…"
"More respect." He said.
I didn't want to move. I knew every inmate in here by name, crime, and time. They knew me, this is kind of weird to say, but it was like family. I knew all the officers, I would miss this place. On the inside I was devastated; on the outside I had no emotion.
"Alright, with jail?" I asked.
Great, Half-Blood Prison, one of the most feared jails in the world. Only the badest of the bad go in there, and almost never come out. I nodded.
"When do I start?" I asked.
"Can I go?"
"You are dismissed. We will miss you, Chase."
"Same here." I said with no emotion.
I went to doing my rounds, and I stopped in the Direct Attention room (A.N./ I have never seen a jail, so I am just making things up based on things I see on T.V). The Direct Attention room, is where the worst in the jail lived. They roamed around freely, and only one officer stays and watches them…me. I walked into the D.A.R. and they all looked up at me, and smiled.
"Morning, Miss. Chase!" They all yelled.
I smiled the tiniest bit.
"Morning, Inmates." I called back.
I sat on my desk and started to look up things about Half-Blood Prison. All I got was what I already knew. How bad it was, blah blah blah. I kept looking until Ryan G. came up to me, and out his hands on the desk. He was chewing gum, which I have no idea where he got from.
"Heard ya were leaving today, Chase. Why?" he said.
"First of all, hands off the desk Ryan!" I said.
He obeyed me instantly. And put his hands up in the air, thinking I was going to check him.
"Second of all, they are relocating me to Half-Blood Prison."
For some odd reason, they all gasped, and turned their attention to me.
"You are not going there, Miss!" One yelled out.
"Yeah, we can't let you get hurt!" Another one called out.
"You belong here, yelling at us!"
"QUIET!" I yelled, and they all silence.
I stood up and walked over to the where they were all playing cards.
"Listen, Officer Grace will fill in for me when I am gone. Don't worry, I'll tell her to be extra mean." I told them.
They all groaned. I turned around and went back on the computer. I found I had a new email so I clicked on it.
Annabeth Chase, your first job a Half-Blood Prison is to check room C3.
Name of inmates that live there: Percy Jackson.
And for some reason when I read that name I got a weird feeling inside. I sighed, I hate those feelings.
Hey, guys so that's my new Story!
And if you do I will update later!
P.S. It was short because i will update soon, and it was just the first chapter.