Annabeth looked down at her sister, Jena. "You ready for your punishment sis?"
Jena trembled. "No… no Annabeth, stop it." Jena turned to her mother, tears in her eyes, "Mother… please stop this…"
"Mother? Annabeth turned to her mother, frowning when she saw her mother's lip quiver. It was her oldest child she was about to punish after all.
"Mother," Annabeth called out, her voice holding her sense of authority that was unmatched. "MOTHER!"
Mrs. Crowly trembled, her gaze peeling away from her crestfallen older sister. "Yes Annabeth," she replied, turning to Annabeth.
"Mother, please harden up. There is no room for mistakes here mother, you must make the right decision. And now," Annabeth warned, her eyes basically shooting bullets at her mother.
