I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Key of Magic, and I'm new to this whole Fanfiction thing, but I'm definitely not new to writing. Gods, I've been doing it for ages! Well, this is my first fanfic, and it's a Percabeth one. Duh. I hope you guys like it!

Percy

The colours of the campfire danced across Annabeth's face as she looked up at the stars. "Aren't they beautiful?" she whispered.

"Yes," Percy agreed, though he was sure of one thing - the stars weren't as beautiful as his girlfriend.

They were sitting around the campfire at Camp Half-Blood, enjoying the warmth and the stars that twinkled overhead. Campers were getting ready for bed, though some were doing their usual routines - pranking the other campers, getting some last-minute practice at the sword arena, or visiting the pegasi at the stables. But Percy couldn't think of anything better than to spend a night with Annabeth under the stars.

She took his hand and squeezed it. "Percy… I'm so glad that we're together and safe. All these years that we've been questing, I… I never told you that I…"

"Had a crush on me?" Percy asked, grinning.

Annabeth sighed. "Yes. Though, Luke…"

"I still think you like him."

Annabeth shifted. "You know how close I am to Luke. When I was a child, he and Thalia did everything for me. But now that he's gone…"

Percy didn't say anything. He didn't feel good about Luke's death, either; he felt like it had been his fault, like he could have saved the son of Hermes. But on the other hand, he had stopped Kronos the Titan from taking over the world.

He supposed that duty was important… but was it more important than following your heart? Percy knew that his fatal flaw was that he protected his friends over anything else, but was that such a bad thing?

Stop it, he told himself. You're getting confused.

He decided to focus on the pleasant night and stop thinking about death and monsters. Yes, what could possibly go wrong on a night like this, when he was with Annabeth?

Well, he was wrong, because being a demigod just wasn't that easy.

Percy and Annabeth were just about to wrap up for the night when Rachel Elizabeth Dare, the new oracle, came running over to them. "Percy!" she yelled. "Annabeth!"

Annabeth, who had now accepted Rachel's friendship (she hated her at first), stood up. "What is it?" she asked.

Rachel stopped in front of them, panting. She turned to Percy, her eyes wild in fear. "Y-Your mother…"

"My mother?" Percy asked. His heart stopped.

"She's been kidnapped," Rachel explained. "By the god Phorcys and his sister, Keto."

Percy racked his mind for information. Phorcys and Keto… Phorcys was a son of Gaea, the earth goddess, and a minor ocean god. That must have meant that he was on good terms with Poseidon, who was Percy's father. And Keto was the goddess of sea monsters. They couldn't be that bad, could they? Then why would they capture Percy's mother?

Either way, Percy had to save her. He got up, his face stern.

"Percy?" Annabeth asked. Her voice was almost a whisper. "Are you okay?"

"I have to rescue her," Percy managed.

Annabeth stood up abruptly. "I'm coming with you."

"Are you sure, Annabeth? Phorcys might not -"

"Be nice," Annabeth finished. "You'll need my help. I'm the strategical one, aren't I?" She managed a faint smile.

Percy smiled back, though it faded when he thought of his mother. "Yes. We should go consult Chiron, then."

Rachel nodded. "Follow me."

At the Big House, Chiron was pacing back and forth in horse form, his tail swishing back and forth like it always did when he was nervous. When he saw Percy, he only seemed to get more panicked. "Percy -"

"I'm alright, Chiron." But Percy knew that it wasn't true. His panic was rising, getting worse the more he thought about the horrible conditions his mother could be in. Gods, he had to go fast.

"Are you sure?"

Percy didn't answer. "We have to leave, Chiron. But… do you know where these gods are?"

Before Chiron could answer, Rachel started to glow green. Percy knew that a prophecy was coming. Her eyes lit up and she opened her mouth, only to let out a echoing voice:

Locate the minor gods of the sea,

If you want to set your mother free.

They thrive in the building of glass,

In the city with the name familiar to Atlantis, alas.

"Atlantis…" Percy murmured. "Isn't that where, like, mermaids are from?"

"But the prophecy said in the city with the name familiar to Atlantis," Annabeth said. "Atlanta?"

"Yes," Chiron muttered, rubbing his chin. "That makes sense, my dear. Now, the building of glass…"

"Whatever that is, I'm sure you'll find it in Atlanta," Rachel said. "Now, you should go, before it's too late. Something tells me that you don't have much time."

"Wait, Rachel," Percy said. "How did you know about all of this?"

"I got a vibe," Rachel answered. "Oracle business."

That was enough for Percy. He believed Rachel, and also had a feeling that they had to do this fast. It was off to Atlanta they'd go.