I know I have so much to catch up on but this is Filia, and as a lot of my followers and so on know, I don't write very much. I plan the story for my friends, they create the thing. I'm the base, they're the deco. I know that makes me sound kind of um bratty but you know what? We're just a bunch of friends, gaining the experience of writing as one of us hope, to be an author one day.

So, this is my first solo fanfic so please ,tell me if you like it. I really want to know if I'm doing alright since I'm not exactly the vocabulary and grammar kind of person. Anyways, thanks for at least taking a look at this fanfic. I'm going to love you all so much :)

Bella stood at her doorway, ready to leave for NYC for the summer. She was sure she would get a tan and Edward would disapprove since their contrast would be too big, but she didn't care. New York City was her home at a point, and it always had been. Her mother was there, what could she do about it?

"Please, call me when you get there?" Charlie pleaded as she carried her suitcase down the icy path.

"Of course," Bella replied with the most innocent smile she could muster. She wasn't exactly lying about her destination, it was true to where she stood. But once she got on that plane, everything was going to change. She was about to meet the brother she was separated from since birth. They had arranged to meet up through written mail which no Cullen knew about. She hoped the same for Percy. Yes, they had very different names, one sounding very Greek like, the the sounding desperately old fashioned. It fit their personalities. Vincent didn't know about this meet. All of it was confidential, only known by Percy and herself.

"If I may," smiled Edward as he gently placed the luggage into the back of Bella's truck.

"Thanks," she smiled back, glad that he was the last thing she was going to see before she left for NYC. "See you soon!" Bella somewhat called back to Vincent, not even bothering to treasure her last few moments around Forks. She knew she would be back. Besides, what good would it do- abandoning a vampire?

The trip to the airport was shorter than Bella wanted it to be. She wanted to spend the last few moment with Edward before hand. But those moments didn't even last seconds to her. With a snap, she was on a plane to her old home, surrounded only by her earphones and journal.

Bella stepped out into the bright neon light of her summer home for the year. She hadn't seen Percy before, so she wouldn't know what to do. All she knew was that he was a demigod, and so was she. What other reason might there be for vampires begin so attracted to her scent? Of course she kept that secret back for years, two years with Edward, and she managed to keep it to herself.

Slowly, he lay her suitcase down and took off her jacket. It was colder in Forks, but in NYC, there was barely such a thing called cold. Surely Percy would recognize the black splotch of a trident just below her shoulder and by her upper arm. She could cover it up easily with a simple tee, so, no tank tops for her until she was 18. But, she wore a tank top underneath that jacket. Very different to what she usually wore. She needed the trident to be visible for him to see. If not, he wouldn't even know who to look for. Her face looked old enough so no one bothered staring at her in some odd manner. All she wanted to do now was find Percy and get the hell to Camp Half-Blood, little did she know where it was.

"Isabella!" The voice was unlike any other, so smooth and running, like water. Instantly, she knew the person who was calling out to her.

"Percy?" Bella's face twisted. They looked nothing alike. Her hair was a brownish colour while his looked as dark as the night sky. His eyes were sea green while hers was just another typical brown. She could see how he was a son of Poseidon, but now that she looked at herself, she saw nothing but a tattoo on her arm.

"Oh. My. God. I swear, I pictured you to be a little shorter and looking somewhat like me," Percy laughed. She couldn't help but to smile. That was her way of laughing, though not everyone knew that was her way of showing enjoyment.

"I pictured you to be like me too. Brown hair and all. I guess you can really show the resemblance to our dad." Bella couldn't help but to look around and attempt to find the Empire State Building where Percy had wrote saying that was where Olympus was. At least, for now.

"Well, you have a tattoo to prove it. I don't." Percy poked Bella's arm, fascinated how she got a tattoo underage.

"I didn't get a tattoo. It's been on that arm ever since I can remember. Birthmark from him maybe?" She knew the dangers of using the names of the Gods and tried to avoid it at all costs.

"So, why don't we get you settled in, shall we?" Percy took hold of Bella's red suitcase and dragged it away towards the other side of the airport. He wore regular jeans, an orange camp which clashed with his eyes, and the innocent but mischievous smile.

The two walked on together, talking about their stepparents and how they were. Percy talked about Stanley and the whole Medusa incident while Bella had to explain the typical life of having a boyfriend (who wasn't mentioned as a vampire) and how different the environment seemed seeing as she was the one visiting.

"So, have you done any training before?" Percy wondered, flipping his golden pen in one hand as he pulled on the fabric suitcase with the other.

"Well, that depends with what weapon. I've only done work with a trident." Percy was stunned. Even he never got to work with a trident and yet, he was offered position as a god up on Olympus. That was something new to look into. "I'll give you a demo some time after settling in, how about that?"

"I'd like that. I'd like that a lot."

"Here you go, Long Island." Percy was unloading the luggages when he heard the roar of a minotaur. Bella knew very well that there was no point in running so she just looked at Percy and smiled.

"Such a nice welcome," said Bella sarcastically. "I'm sorry, but that demo won't be much of a demo anymore." Bella stretched her left arm out and put as much pressure as she could on it. Abruptly, the trident moved from its place on her shoulder to a place on her palm. Percy watched carefully as Bella transformed the moving trident mark into a full size trident, just a head taller than her at the spikes. Bella could just swear that oversize forks could be used as tridents.

"Wow," Percy breathed, unable to find proper words or sentences come upon his mouth. She twirled the weapon from hand to hand, getting the feel of it after a while of not training. She stomped it on the ground, shaking the earth close to her. That was the way she located anything dangerous around her. Due east, minotaur cave, due west, harpy nest. They had to move fast. The minotaur was getting close.

"Don't just stand there!" Bella yelled as she saw the minotaur approach her with two bare fists. Before it could take another step closer, she brought the seawater up from the shores of the beach of Long Island and pressure it against the monster, acting as a barrier. It was almost drowning in the water Bella had surrounded it's head in. Luckily, minotaurs have to breathe deeply for them to survive a fight. "HELP!" Bella yelled. Percy could see her losing strength and uncapped his pen. The sword was brought up and Percy immediately began smashing against the monster' body. Just to make sure it was dead all the way, Bella stabbed it in the heart with the three spikes and threw it over to the deepest parts of the ocean where a whirlpool took it to Tartarus.

"Good work coming from someone who had no trainer."

"It's not so hard to learn alone," Bella smiled, forcing the trident to shrink and travel up to her arm again, "it's harder to keep the secrets hidden though." Bella turned around and retrieved her jacket by her suitcase, walking with Percy by her side as he offered to pull the suitcase instead.

"Bella," an icy voice hissed. No, no no. Why now? Why now? It has barely been 24 hours! Bella reluctantly spun around, Percy eyeing her movements.

"You didn't happen to catch that, did you?" Bella's eyes twitched as she rubbed the tattoo over her left arm.

"Oh, a regular vampire wouldn't, but I'm not a regular vampire." Bella watched as the muscled figure in a white hood walked forward form the shadows, right into the lamplight.

"Emmett, what do you mean by a 'regular vampire?'" Percy looked at Bella as if he was trying to figure out whether she was a dog, a cat, or both.

"Oh, you see, before I was changed, I was a son of Ares. I trained here too." Bella's eyes widened. "Good to see you too, Perce. At least you know what happened to me when I left." Percy was just there, a statue like the ones in the museums of Greek Mythology.

"Emmett, why did you follow me?"

"Carlisle forbid Edward from following so he sent me. Don't worry, he asked me to leave within a day that was Carlisle wouldn't notice." Bella kept her jaws open, arms loose by her sides, almost about to drop her jacket.

"So, can you enter the camp or…?" Percy cut in, finally regaining consciousness.

"Of course I can! Stoned demigod flesh doesn't mean it isn't demigod something." Emmett started to walk along the sand, his flip flops hitting the back of his feet. "Now come on! There are still many more monsters along the way so, we should probably get moving before the frenzy starts!" and just then, the ground shook as if an earthquake were about to crack open. "Oh, oops. Too late."