Something didn't feel right. That was for damn sure.

Grover sighed. Couldn't he ever get just one normal job? Why did everything have to feel all...weird?

Well, he supposed, everything was weird. Always.

He was a satyr, after all, and all of his close friends were demigods. Hades, his girlfriend was a nymph for god's sake! This place shouldn't feel all that strange, seeing as how he (oddly enough) hadn't encountered any monsters yet, and could already pinpoint where the demigods were, for the most part. Alright, well, maybe that bit was a little weird. It's just... The smell of the place it just felt - off.

This was a different kind of weird. The locals of the town seemed to be obsessed with ghosts, and had claimed to have spotted many on multiple occurrences. From what Grover could tell, the majority of the town seemed to believe that it was, in fact, haunted. The minority of the population that didn't think so was smaller than it should have been, in Grover's opinion. The group was alarmingly small, only a few people total. Normally he'd just assume it a hoax, but the people seemed so... convinced. Either something weird was going on with the locals, or something was really wrong with the town. Grover didn't know which one he should prefer.

Grover shook his head. He could worry about that later. He was a Protector, and he had people to protect. Casper High would be getting a new student, and soon.

Annabeth giggled slightly, resting her head on Percy's shoulder. She smiled, lightly tracing small circles on his chest. Percy's face warmed at the action, and he rested his head on hers.

He smiled, wrapping his arm around her waist. "What'cha doin', Wise Girl?"

She shrugged slightly. "Thinking, I guess."

He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "'Course you are."

She rolled her eyes. "Shut it, Seaweed Brain."

He stuck out his tongue. "And what if I don't?"

Annabeth sighed, giving his chest a poke. "You're such a dork."

"It takes one to know one."

"Does not."

"Does too."

She grinned, suppressing a laugh. "Who knew you were so annoying?"

He feigned thinking. "Hmm... I'm pretty sure you did." He said, dragging out the 'pretty'.

"Oh yeah, that's right."

He laughed, snuggling her close. Gods, he was so lucky. A couple of years ago, he never would have thought that this would be possible. He still was in awe of the fact that they were together. He smiled widely, brushing a stray lock of blonde behind her ear. "That's not very nice, you know."

Annabeth suppressed another eyeroll. "You're the one who said so, Seaweed Brain." She smiled, tapping her finger against his head. "Maybe there is just seaweed up there."

It was Percy's turn to roll his eyes. "And maybe you're secretly an owl in disguise, maybe from some alien owl-planet or whatever."

She laughed loudly, and and Percy grinned. Gods, did he love that sound. He loved making her happy. Percy smiled softly, their eyes locking. He brushed his hand against her cheek, lightly rubbing her cheekbone. Her eyes were just the right shade of gray - the kind that calmed you, that made you feel at home. He could get lost in those stony eyes of hers for hours on end. Gods, she was beautiful. His smile was soft, and her eyes twinkled.

He rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes and taking in the stormy calmness that was Annabeth.

He leaned in, letting his lips lightly brush hers, and Annabeth responded almost right away. She wrapped her arms behind his head, pulling him even closer. Percy smiled into the kiss, his face warming. She ran her hands through his mop of black hair, pulling away from the kiss but still staying close. Her lips hovered above Percy's, not quite touching them, and Percy groaned.

Someone cleared their throat awkwardly. "Uh, Perce? You there?"

Percy jumped, jerking away from Annabeth. He hadn't heard anyone come in.

"Uh... Hello?"

"Dude, over here."

Percy relaxed, recognising the voice. "Grover, I swear to gods, I will kick your furry ass the next time I see you."

He snorted. "Nice to see you too, Perce. Come where I can actually see you."

Percy rolled his eyes, motioning his head towards the spring in his room. Annabeth nodded, making her way across the room, Percy on her tail. The spring of water had a rainbow hue, caused by the mist in the sunlight. An image of Grover was floating in the air, the Iris message as clear as ever.

"Hey Grover," Annabeth said with a smile.

Grover suppressed a laugh, a sly grin on his face. "I''m not interrupting anything, am I?"

"How's your mission going?" Percy said, changing the topic so quickly the other two demigods couldn't help but burst into startled laughter. Percy laughed nervously as he realized how he must look right now; how they must look right now. Annabeth's lipstick was slightly smudged, and Percy's hair was probably messier than normal.

"Perce, you're killing me. And that's saying something, seeing where I am right now."

Annabeth frowned, sobering up quickly. "You just seem to be in a normal room. A hotel, probably. A cheap one, at that." She paused. "What's going on?"

Grover knitted his eyebrows together. "That's kind of why I called you guys, actually. This place is...off. Like, more-off-than-normal, off."

Percy frowned, getting over his initial embarrassment. "Explain."

"Well," Grover started, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his fingers. "It's kind of hard to explain."

"Do your best," Annabeth said, settling in on the edge of the bed, ready to listen. Grover sighed.

"Okay. This place is haunted." He said bluntly, sounding like he didn't believe himself.

Percy raised an eyebrow. "Come again?"

Grover took a bite out of an empty soda can, chewing anxiously. "I don't know what it is," He said between chomps,, "But everyone here, and I do mean everyone, is obsessed with ghosts!"

Percy pursed his lips. "What, like, Hades style ghosts?"

Grover shook his head. "No. Like, tangible, floating-and-possessing horror movie ghosts. It's bizarre!"

"Grover," Percy said, "Aren't you sure the people aren't just, I don't know, halloween enthusiasts or something like that? It is coming to the end of summer."

Again, Grover shook his head. "I'm sure. The town even has ghost hunters. Everyone I've talked to so far has even mentioned the town being transported to some ghost-dimension or whatever. It's giving me a weird feeling." Grover threw his arms up in exasperation, taking another anxious bite out of his can. "They even have a ghost hero!"

Annabeth's eyebrows scrunched together in thought. "'Ghost hero'?" She paused. "Why does that sound so familiar?"

"Wait," Percy said, ignoring Annabeth. It would come to her in a moment, he knew. "I thought you were trying to find more unclaimed demigods? How did you get tied up with ghosts?"

"Well," Grover started. "The kids go to a local high school, ironically called Casper High. There are at least 2, maybe even more. The ghost thing just kind of, I don't know, came up on it's own. It's all over the paper's, school pamphlets, everywhere."

Annabeth snapped her fingers. "Grover," she started, "Are you somewhere called 'Amity Park'?"

Grover frowned. "Yeah, it's a little town in Illinois. How'd you know?"

Annabeth stood, getting her laptop from one of the many empty beds in Percy's cabin. She brought it back over to where the Iris message was still being projected, if flickering a bit.

"Grover, you need another Drachma, or else the communication will be cut." Annabeth noted, settling down next to Percy.

Grover blinked, suddenly realizing that the call was ending soon. "Oh, shit." He rummaged around through one of the hotel drawers for a minute before finally finding the coin. He tossed it into the image, and the projection solidified.

"Nice save," Percy made a circle with two fingers, putting the rest up in the air.

Grover whinnied, or whatever noise goats made. "Shut up."

"Guys," Annabeth snapped, bringing their attention back to the matter at hand.

Grover raised an eyebrow. "Is that Daedalus' laptop?"

Annabeth nodded. "I don't like leaving it in my cabin." She lifted the lid, typing something into the search engine.

Percy peaked at the screen. "What are you doing?"

"Earlier this week," Annabeth said, clicking on an article. "I started researching modern urban-legends. Everyone at Wal Mart being vampires, Slenderman, you get the gist."

Grover stifled a laugh. "You researched Slenderman?"

Annabeth shot him a glare, and he sobered up. "I was looking for any tie to Greek mythology, seeing as that is our lives." She sighed, calming down. "Sometimes locals see things despite the mist, and I wanted to see what we were up against." Because of the new prophecy, went unspoken.

Percy cleared his throat. "Well," He said, "Did you find anything?"

"Hold on, let me get there." She clicked on an article and grinned. "Here: The Story of Amity Park, written by someone called Harriet Chin."

Percy waggled his fingers. "Spooky."

"Shut up, Seaweed Brain. Look at this," She turned the laptop to face Grover, Percy peering over the edge of the screen.

Grover's face lit up, pointing to the screen. "That's the name! The Danny Phantom guy. Everyone's talking about him"

Percy snorted. "That sounds kinda," He shrugged. "I dunno… stupid. Whoever came up with that has an affinity for bad nicknames."

Annabeth frowned, redirecting the screen to her face. "I dunno Grover, are you sure there's anything going on? I didn't pay much attention to this place, it seemed like a hook to get people to visit. The place isn't very popular."

Grover nodded. "It just feels… wrong here. I haven't even seen any monsters yet."

Percy raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't you be celebrating that?"

"No, he's right, that's weird." Annabeth agreed. "The more demigods there are in an area, the more likely they are to be attacked by monsters. Grover, you said at least 2, maybe even more?" He nodded. "Then there would have to be some sort of energy there. Either the monsters are attempting to lay low, or this is something different. I'm hoping for the former."

"So what do I do? I might need backup out here."

"Do you have any more drachmas?" Annabeth asked. Grover nodded. "Try giving Chiron a call, see if he can send us out there. I don't think checking this place out is a bad idea."

"We would have to move quickly, though." Percy said, nodding. "Whether this is the usual or not, adding more demigods to the recipe will make us easier to smell."

Grover nodded. "I'll call Chiron right no-" He was cut off by a loud shattering behind him, something slamming into the wall. Grover jumped, disappearing from sight of the Iris message. All that was visible was a dense cluster of dust and a deep crater in the wall.

"Holy Hera!" He screamed, still out of sight.

"Grover?" Percy and Annabeth yelled unanimously.

"Grover, are you okay?" Annabeth called.

"What's going on there?" Percy yelled.

Someone coughed deeply on the other end of the line. A faint, glowing shape could be made out through the slowly dispersing dust.

"Nice punch, metal head! Next time, try to not hit me into a-" The glowing shape appeared to be looking around. "-A fucking hotel room!"

The dust finally cleared out enough to make out the humanoid figure, which was floating about 2 feet off the ground, leaning into a deep crater in the wall. Annabeth recognised him instantly, his uncanny white hair and vibrant glowing green eyes. He seemed visibly battered, a little worse for wear.

The Phantom looked directly at the Iris message, sending chills down the demigods spines. The Phantom seemed slightly confused.

"What the-" He seemed to notice Grover on the ground, not making a comment about his legs. "Shit, sorry about all this." He said, gesturing around the room.

A green blast slammed into the wall just inches away from the crater, and a screaming voice like gravel emanated from outside. The Phantom gave Grover an almost apologetic look as he kicked off the wrecked wall, leaving behind nothing but a black and white imprint as the Iris Message went dark.

Percy and Annabeth sat there in shock, a feeling of dread settling in their stomachs.

"Shit."

And it's finally done! For those of you who don't know, this is a rewrite of another fic of mine, The Demigods Move to Amity. I wrote it when I was in 6th grade and it is absolutely cringe-worthy, so I thought another go would do it justice! The name is not permanent, so send me ideas! Unfortunately, I will not have a regular updating schedule, as life generally tends to get in my way, but I will try to update as often as possible! Okay, until next time!

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