The rain drizzled even harder than the night before. The trail was so muddy that you could not go through unless you crossed the river that was filled with Yippies, which were very rare fish that are ravenous for human flesh. Since this was a village surrounded by forest, there was no way telling which way you were going since it blocked the moon.

"How can you tell that his house is anywhere?" she whispered harshly, "It's pitch black." An arm stopped the woman by slamming into it's chest and the other woman stood very still. She sniffed the air for something...maybe a scent.

The other woman's eyes suddenly went catlike and she shuddered. "Manticores." The other woman almost yelped and hid behind the woman she was with.

"Don't be a wussy Thalia," the woman's voice sneered, "I'm immortal, remember? You would be too if you had joined the Hunters." Thalia stood away from the woman and rolled her eyes.

Thalia argued, "At least I don't look like a twelve year-old! I'm twenty-three and I'm loving it." There was a howl in the night and both of the girls began to run. The howl wasn't like a wolf or a coyote...it was a werewolf. Their breaths were hard and heavy; their mind went numb and began to feel danger.

"Wait!" snapped the girl.

"What Bianca?" Thalia whined, looking around in the darkness. A growl was near. It must've been about fifty yards away. Thalia pointed at a cavern with it's lights on and decided, "Let's go in there. It's better than being out here."

Bianca groaned and they walked into the cavern that smelled like cigarette smoke and whisky. Bianca had to cough at the stench but she muttered, "At least we're safe in here." A bartender sat on a wooden chair and watched a baseball game between the Yankees and the Red Sox. There were several tables with some rusty metal chairs that still held beer bottles and cigar holders that were piled with cigars.

Thalia's eyes narrowed as she stared at a picture on the wall that read: Summer of 1993. In the picture was a man with two young women in bathing suits and one little boy in the sand. Two teenaged boys smiled weakly as their eyes seemed to wander towards the girls who were swimming in the beach in the background. In the middle was a thirty year-old woman with unusual emerald eyes.

"Something doesn't seem right..." Bianca said out loud.

The bartender smiled and asked, "Want a room?" Bianca and Thalia's eyes met as they glanced at each other.

Thalia said nervously, "We're supposed to meet an old friend in this village. We-we were just on our way there." Bianca scanned the room when the bartender wasn't looking.

The bartender shrugged and said, "Well, I might know him. What's the name?"

Bianca shook her head for a signal to not say anything. Thalia stuttered, "I-I-" She gripped on a table and stared blankly at the TV screen. She then glanced back at the bartender and mumbled, "Percy Jackson."

"Hm?" the bartender asked eagerly, getting out from behind his bar.

Bianca said quickly, "We must be off. I think he lives about a block away from here. We'll get there fine." Just when she reached towards the door handle the door disappeared. So did the windows. Thalia gasped as the bartender smiled evilly.

"Perseus Jackson," Thalia said as though she were under a trance. Bianca tackled Thalia before the smoldering fire had touched her. The bartender had fire shooting out of his mouth as though he was a gun. Thalia screamed, "RUN!"

"No!" Bianca yelled. She reached inside of her backpack for her bow and arrows. In the meanwhile Thalia jumped in front of Bianca and guarded her with her Medusa shield. The golden flames risen off the shield so a floating wall of fire was shimmering beautifully but deadly. Bianca cried, "FIRE!"

"I know! He's a firebreather!" Thalia roared, trying to keep the force steady, "What do you think the stuff coming out of his mouth is? I'm not an idiot..."

Bianca groaned and bellowed, "Fire as in shoot, retard!" Bianca jumped through the blazing fire that had no harm of her and shot her first arrow. It zipped right past the bartender and broke a bottle of wine. The bartender stopped blowing fire. He instead began to grow fangs in his mouth as a fiery shield protected him from the offensive side.

The bartender cackled, "I know where Perseus is! But first you'll have to kill me for me to spit it out!"

Bianca shook her head and explained, "He's a Norwegian Vampire...we're dealing with a pro. I'm so sorry, Thalia. I'll need to slay this one." Thalia pouted but had no time for pouting. The evil bartender was spitting out venomous fire balls that would burn you to ashes in one second.

While Bianca shot arrows rapidly, Thalia zipped past the bartender and got to the bar. There had to be a door somewhere...

"KEEP LOOKING!" Bianca screamed. She clutched onto Thalia's shield which protected her from the harmful fire and now understood how hard it was. She felt like she was going to be pushed back onto the wall from the force.

The bartender roared, "No Medusa shield is going to scare me!" He pounced at Bianca, his razor sharp fangs gleaming like gold. Thalia was so desperate she wanted to blow a hole in the wall and get out of the place. She then spotted a trapdoor on the floor.

"AARGH!" Bianca screamed in pain. She knocked the bartender off of her neck and let him savor her tasty blood. A stream of blood poured out from her pale white neck. She grasped onto Thalia's sword and dug it right into the vampire's heart, which pained the vampire obviously, and he shrivled up into a cheese cube. Bianca breathed, "That's how you finish a vampire."

Thalia cried, "You're neck!"

"I'm immortal you twit!" Bianca said with a smile, "Now you better have a way outta here or I'll beat your-" She never realized the wall behind her was almost to ash from all the fire.

Thalia interrupted, "I think it's time to go."

"Yes, let's go."

A/N: Sorry if this is centered. I'm trying to fix it but it won't do it. I don't know, it's like this in the document format.