Reading the monster shifter

(I own nothing but a copy of all the books by Rick Riordan and a printout of the awesome Hans50's work, NO FLAMES PLEASE THIS IS MY FIRST STORY)

MONSTER SHIFTER

She pointed to Percy's hand, her finger shaking slightly as she did so. "The mark on his hand…the monster eye on his palms…his new abilities and monster hand…it's impossible. Eternal Darkness shall consume the earth…" She began.

"Unless prevented by he who bears the Monster Curse." Percy finished lifting his hands to show the council the glowing black marks on the back of his palms, the monster eyes seemed to be staring directly at them. They all starred in disbelief and pure shock as the magnitude of the situation fully hit them.

Percy's cold eyes scanned the gods, taking in their expression and relishing in their fear and apprehension. "Yes. Now you fully understand don't you?" Percy said as he allowed his body to shift rapidly between his monster forms, not fully staying in one form before he settled back into his human one.

"I am the bearer of the Monster's Curse. I am the one that is thrown into another gods damn prophecy! I am the one that will decide whether to save your pathetic existence or let you be consumed by darkness!" He proclaimed, spreading his arms to the sides. "I AM THE MONSTER SHIFTER!

The Olympians all paled at the realization, shivering at his booming proclamation. They retrieved him from the Pit because they thought he could be an essential asset in the upcoming war, that he could help them find the one who beared the Monster's Curse and because he was completely innocent and did not deserve to be in the Pit any longer. But to know HE was the Monster Shifter? They were seriously beginning to regret sending Percy to his undeserved fate.

Looking into the angry eyes of the demigod before them, they were struck with one thought and one thought only…

We are so totally screwed.

And then portal appeared underneath Percy's feet and he disappeared

(Betrayed son of the sea)

(At the hunt)

My eyes travelled over each and every single Hunter, my Athenian-blessed brain taking in and analysing every detail. They all were sitting slumped over in their seats, their backs seemed to be bended by an unseen weight pressing down on them. Their shoulders were drooped and were shaking slightly with what I could only guess was tightly packed sobs and their heads were down, staring at the floor. The air actually felt tinged with sadness and the filled with regret and shame. I was shocked at this; my mind was racing as I took in this information. I couldn't see their face as the flickering, dying fire casted dark shadows over their faces, obscuring their features, so I could only guess what was going on there. What could have brought the mighty, strong, and stubborn Hunters of Artemis to such a state? Did this mean they were truly regretful and that they have changed?

Finally not being able to take it anymore, Artemis stepped forward and clapped her hands twice together and instantly, in perfect synchronization, the Hunter's whipped their heads around to our location. If I was shocked before by just seeing their downtrodden and dreary body position, then I was outright stunned by the looks on their faces. I was met with over two-dozen sets of puffy red, bloodshot eyes, guilt shining deep within them.

As soon as they laid their gaze on Artemis and me they all just froze, shock and disbelief replacing their bleak looks. The confrontation of the Hunters of Artemis and the Guardian of the Hunt was about to commence.

But then a brilliant white flashed in front of Percy teleporting him of to gods knows where.

(At camp half- blood)

"No offense Annabeth, but you are not the same girl that I brought to camp all those years ago. That Annabeth was strong, independent, stubborn and bossy, but she always had a plan, and always knew what to do. She would do everything in her power to find Percy, get him back to camp, and apologize for what she did wrong. So I ask you again, what are you gonna do now?" He asked again, pushing for a response.

A little bit of light returned to those grey eyes of hers as ideas began to form in her head. Pushing herself of the ground, she stood tall, as she seemed to regain back a little bit of who she once was. "First, I'm gonna take a shower, then I'm gonna train to get back into fighting shape and then…I'm gonna get some of the campers and we are gonna find Percy." She said, determination shining in her eyes.

Grover smiled at that. "Now there's the Annabeth I know."

The two of them walked together back to the middle of the camp, Annabeth having regained a little bit of life back in her stride. As she entered the Dining Pavilion, much to the shock and surprise of the campers residing there, only one thought was going through her mind.

'I'm coming for you Percy. And when I find you, I will do everything in my power to amend for the mistake I made and win you back. I will find you…whether you want me too or not.'

But then a brilliant white flashed in front of them teleporting them into the unknown.