Annabeth Chase, Percy's Partner Through the Pit

... Annabeth Chase," Clotho said, taking a knitting needle out of nowhere then standing up.

Now see, I know of the Fates as three old crones who look like they've only ever known movement as long as it was on a wheelchair, not as a bombshell that Aphrodite would faun over for the rest of eternity.

AND SHE WAS NAKED!

Hades below, never have I seen such long hair, just somehow covering her nipples and pussy while just hinting at their details.

I'm loyal I'm loyal I'm loyal —

Clotho stuck her knitting needle into my chest (wow, that didn't hurt?) and pulled out a long silver-gray string.

She sat back down and started knitting with the thread. Within seconds, she had the beginnings of a nice gray scarf.

She handed the cloth to Lachesis, who immediately went to work and finished the scarf, then handed the scarf to Atropos, who took out a pair of scissors and cut the string.

All this within five seconds after Clotho stuck her needle in me.

They guided me out to the pool deck, then they lay the scarf (honestly, it was large enough to be a small blanket) on a beach chair.

The scarf started glowing, until it got to the point where I had to look away.

Then I felt a flash of something, so I looked back and I saw my girlfriend, the love of my life, Annabeth Chase, laying on the chair, disoriented.

I don't know why, but I combed my eyes over Annabeth.

She looked about the same as a I last saw her, princess blonde curls, bright gray eyes, and a lithe body. She wore a black underwire bikini set, exactly what I'd expect from my Wise Girl; efficient, sexy, and purposeful.

I immediately rushed to her and helped her sit up.

"Seaweed Brain?" She coughed. "What's going on, I thought I -"

"You died," I said as I hugged her tightly. "You all did. Two Primordials were able to bring us back, at a cost."

Immediately, she locked in. "What's the cost?"

"They made a deal with extraversal deities," I said, and I saw her eyes grow wide with horror. "You and several other people will compete to be in my harem, and the 6 winners will somehow be given queenship over our world with me as King."

Her eyes furrowed with anger as she noticed the Fates.

"Who the fuck are these hoes, and why did they come before me, I'm the most important woman in your life," she said pridefully and angrily.

Atropos laughed, but it wasn't a kind laugh. "We are the Fates, we are definitely more important than your insignificant self."

"You've incurred our wrath," Lachesis said, and Clotho finished. "As Hosts we will decide your punishment, but only after we bring the truly most important woman in Perseus Jackson's life."

My eyes grew wide with horror as Clotho digged her needle into me a second time.