See Charlie...

Beckendorf's POV

I lay on the beach staring up the last hour of sunlight, holding hands with the most beautiful girl in the world. So beautiful in fact that Aphrodite herself, though this girl's mother, was shaken by the gorgeousness of Silena Beauregard; the girl I could finally call my girlfriend.

All that ended when the alarm-clock wristwatch on my arm went off, signaling that it was time to meet up with Percy at the docks.

I sighed, aggravated that I had to leave. I got up and brushed the sand off my legs. Silena stood up to; she knew what was about to happen.

"It's time?" She asked.

I nodded but managed to put on a smile, "With any luck I'll see you later tonight." I said, kissing her on the cheek. I let her go; I knew Percy would be waiting.

As I turned around to run back to my cabin to collect the necessary items for the mission, Silena turned me around by my shoulder and she met my eyes; gods she was gorgeous.

Silena chuckled. "You missed, Charlie."

Before I could react, she kissed me on the lips, sending shivers down my spine and lighting fireworks off in my head.

I held her there for as long as I could, finally Silena pulled away. "I think that's what you were aiming for."

She smiled that smile back. But the sun was setting, I had to go.

I grabbed Silena's hands with mine and held hers together. "I love you Silena Beauregard."

Her eyes lit up, "I love you too Charles Beckendorf. Now go kick some Titan butt for me."

I smiled at, "Yes my lady." And I ran off down to my cabin.

I busted through the cabin door and picked up the stuff lying on my bed; an already set bag of explosives, my breastplate, my war helm, and in the spur of the moment, a pair of black camo pants, which already had a sword belt and sword attached.

When I was finally set, I was about to jet out the door when I remembered one of the most mandatory things a demigod with ever use—duct tape; for that perfect hostage situation moment.

Chiron already knew I was leaving for the mission. I would have asked him for a ride, but I had no idea where Percy could be. Fortunately I knew someone who did.

I was at the stables in a heartbeat and opened the door. Three pens over, was Percy's pegasus Blackjack. The bad thing was that I couldn't speak horse like Percy could. The good thing was that I just had to say "Help me find Percy."

Blackjack whinnied. I saddled him up and we took off... but not after the pegasus refused to move until I fed him some sugar cubes.

Now, I didn't ride pegasi very often so I wasn't used to the breakneck speed Blackjack could reach; I thought my face was about to peel off.

It took me a while to get Blackjack under control. After we first took off, I had the steering man out of the trees so he wouldn't nail himself. We shot up into the sky.

Manhattan was only a few miles away from Long Island, so it didn't take very long for us to reach downtown.

In New York, no one is really surprised to see anything out of the ordinary; even a half ton chicken pony flying like a bullet left and right of the buildings, barely missing the Chrysler building.

After we got downtown, without Blackjack pulling in any specific place, I decided that Percy wasn't in the city. We might as well try the beach, being the son of Poseidon; I figured Percy would spend most of his time near or in the water.

I was right. Finally after scanning the beaches for Percy Jackson, Blackjack began to descend on a blue Toyota Prius, so I could only hope that I was right and was Percy in that car and not some old couple we'd give a heart attack to by smashing into their vehicle, although the thought made me laugh in spite of myself.

Percy was in the car, but so someone else... that girl Percy was telling me about—the one who could see through the Mist.

From inside the car Percy jumped. "Blackjack," he said, "what are you—"

That's when he saw me. His face turned pale and his eyes got wide.

He sat there motionless for about thirty seconds. Until I felt the need to break the silence.

"'Sup Percy."

Percy sighed. "Time?" He asked.

I made a sour face and nodded.

Next to Percy, the girl looked up to me. "Hi." she said.

I recognize the girl now. I felt a little red, not being able to sooner. "Oh, hey." I said, "I'm Beckendorf. You must be Rachel. Percy's told me..." I paused, not wanting to embarrass Percy. "uh, I mean he's mentioned you."

She looked skeptical about that. "Really? Good." She looked down at Blackjack, stomping all over the Prius. "So I guess you guys have to save the world now."

"Pretty much." I said.

Percy stared over at Rachel, "Would you tell my mom—" I figured it was about the car and the fact that I had to kidnap Percy; Rachel obviously did too and agreed.

"Good luck." She said.

The next thing I knew, Rachel is leaned over the arm of her seat, kissing Percy, who looked as red and as stunned as I was.

Percy got out of the car, hopped on the hood, and hopped on Blackjack.