Hello PJO Fan's! This is a supernatural story about Percy, Annabeth and the rest of the gang. They don't know each other yet, except Thalia, Nico and Percy. Anyway have fun reading, I hope you enjoy. Constructive criticism is appreciated.

Summary:

Percy Jackson was looking for someone to feed on. It was a late night when he over heard a couple arguing. He thought that she'd be good enough to drink from, but instead felt a need to protect her. Little did he know her mother was a very power vampire, but also that Annabeth is his arranged wife! Now he has to deal with love, people hunting the supernatural down and fishermen? Percabeth, with some Thalico and other couples.

Chapter 1: To Feast Or Not To Feast?

The wind whipped around the figure, the moonlight lighting up his pale face. His jet black messy hair waved in the wind as he trudged across the vibrant grass in a Manhattan park. The red tint of hunger and his sea green eye color mixed, very soon they'd be completely red, or back to natural color of sea green if he drank the blood of a human. He smelt two people one woman and one man. The woman's blood boiled in anger and frustration, while the man was calm. He hid behind a tree and watch the interaction of the couple.

"You've cheated on me four times, Luke! Four times!" The blonde princesses curled haired girl shouted in aggravation. "I can't take it! I feel so disgusted that I even stayed with you! I trusted you, you begged me to give you a chance and I gave you three!"

"Annabeth, listen! You don't give out, I'm almost eighteen. Your only a few weeks off an swell." His tone was annoyed. "I'm at that age where I want to do something- something more than this."

The dark figure had had enough, he could feel the sadness radiating off her. He took one step from behind the tree just in time to see the man aggressively grab her wrist and slowly raise a firm hand that would come down to slap her fragile face. He sprinted down the hill and just a split second before it hit her face he caught it. The woman's eyes were closed, but slowly she felt the strong hand grabbing her wrist fade away. She opened her eyes to see a jet black haired male stood in front of her, his hand grabbing the wrist, of her now, ex-boyfriend.

"I think you should leave." His voice growled in demand. "Before you get hurt." He shoved the sandy blonde haired male backwards, and he clumsily stumbled and walk away.

He turned slowly to face the girl named Annabeth and studied her closely. Her eyes were stormy grey, somewhat like the vampire, Athena. Her curled princess blonde hair was the same an swell. He began to think about age. He said she was almost eighteen, maybe she's not come of age. He looked closely at her again and notice she resembled the smartest vampire alive a lot.

The girl had studied over her rescuer. His eyes were mixing with red and sea green at the moment, she classed it off as if some vain had popped in his eye creating the redness. His jet black hair was messy and his skin was pale. She stared at him a but longer before breaking the silence.

"Normal people wouldn't do that." He smirked at that, like some inside joke. "So what do you want?" He let out a small chuckle and gave a small smile.

"I'm a vampire." He said, gears in her head turned. My mother told me not to tell anyone before she left. He must be joking. "And I want to suck your blood?" He laughed a little again before continuing. "You look like you've had a rough night, I'll walk you home."

"I don't even know your name." She stated her arms across her chest. "How do I know your not a rapist."

"Simple, you don't." He smirked. "My names Percy Jackson, pleasure to meet you, Annabeth." He held out her hand and she shook it, their hands lingered in each others grips longer then it should have. When they broke apart she told him her address and started walking together.

"So Annabeth, what are your parents like?" He said smiling, she looked at him quizzically. "They may think I'm a new boyfriend, or your bodyguard. I'm fine with either one."

She laughed, a cute little stiffed laugh, and then replied. "I have my father, and a stepmother. Both are pretty nice." He nodded at her to go on. "I keep in touch with my real mother, it's just hard. Her... job, causes her to spend time away."

"That's the same for my father. He's a very... influential man." He paused and smiled. "My mother bakes the best blue food."

He grabbed a bottle from his pocket and drank. The red in his eyes dispersed into tiny fragments, then no more. They walked another five minutes before they reached her house. The door opened and there stood a familiar man to Percy Jackson.

"Dr. Fredric!" His eyes were wide, this was the man he went to see about his blood problems. This man was his blood supplier. "So this is Athe..." He trailed off in thought then his eyes snapped up. "I'll see you around Annabeth. Mr. Chase."

Annabeth stared at her father. "So he's a vampire? He seems nice." She knew all about them considering she was about to come of age.

"Nice, but very dangerous." He closed the door. "Very dangerous in deed, especially at this time of year. Your blood scent is very strong, either he wants to drain you or protect you."

"He said he wanted to drink my blood, but he didn't and I felt oddly connected to him." She looked at her father.

"Lets hope you don't see him till after your birthday, but if you do-" He paused. "Tell him everything, that boy will protect you."

"He doesn't look that strong, he probably can't take me to camp half blood." She said stating what she had saw with her own eyes.

"His father is Posiden." He stopped. "He is your arranged husband."