PERCYS POV.

Where am I?

"Ssh young hero…" A soft, familiar voice whispers in my ear. I turn to face the owner of the voice but they shimmer momentarily out of reality, but I hear them once more.
"This way, Perseus Jackson…" She says in a hushed tone, grabbing my hand with the lightest touch and pulling me along.

"Follow the sirens' song to face this empty cycle, searching the darkest nights, searching the silence" I hear once again, I automatically turn to follow it.

"No! Come, ignore them. Think of your friends, your family. Sally Jackson. Annabeth Chase. Chiron. Grover. Poseidon." The voice mutters. Who? The only name I recognise from that bunch was my father, Poseidon and my Mother, Sally.
"Who?" I mutter

"Oh um, never mind. Think of the ocean, the calming breeze or the smashing waves as they beat against the rocks…" That calms me momentarily, till the singing starts up again. One voice rules above the harmony though, a voice as soft as silk and as sweet as honey.

"Come now, Spirit child, you cannot hide him for eternity. Release him…" This woman, she must be keeping me captive! I run towards the beautiful voices, ignoring my captures cries and pleas.

"Ah Perseus Jackson. Aren't you beautiful…?" A woman says to me, I turn around to see three women singing in harmony, another was addressing me. They were so beautiful. Wearing togas draped in gold, bright sapphire blue eyes and each having their own individual hair colour, honey, blonde, black and brown. It was as if they'd leaped right out of a book, they were perfect.
The honey-coloured hair woman touched my cheek and stroked it.
"Yes, you are truly magnificent. Son of Poseidon. I am θάνατος" she smiled

"But you can call me one." She said, still softly grinning, showing of pearly white teeth.

"I am Ψυχή-κλέψει Perseus Jackson. But you can call me two," the three other women stop singing, and the brunette addresses me.

"This is Ζωή-κλέπτης and Μοίρας-κομιστής, but you can call them three and four." One tells me, they all approach me and smother me. They're speaking Greek, shouldn't I understand them?

"He's perfect."

"Haven't seen his type in years."

"Sea-Salty…"

Three put her lips to my left ear; four put hers to my right. One was behind me, and two went right in my face. They begun to sing a high pitch, I felt so at peace it was scary. Not that I had much time to care.
They each linked hands, smiling and singing they begun to morph. Their skin turned canary-yellow and became soft, like sprouting feathers, their faces were human, except beaks grew where lips should be. Their soft locks of hair floated around, as if there was no gravity.

I had a feeling that this should phase me, make me back off or feel creeped out. But their voices was all that mattered, their soft harmony and high pitch.
"Weaken, son of Poseidon." One commanded, each of their eyes flashed an enthralling gold. I felt myself collapse to my knees as they grew, golden energy buzzed around them. I felt the life force being sucked out of me, whenever they saw me panic one would calm me;

"Concentrate on the song of the sirens, Perseus Jackson. Concentrate on the harmony and you will feel no pain…" And that I did do, till suddenly I heard a great cry from beyond.

"PERCY! RIPTIDE!" What? Who? I shake my head, looking up the beautiful women I once saw no longer surrounded me, but huge half bird-half human creatures with snake like tongues spitting out songs, huge talons linking one another. They're song no longer calmed me, as their pitch screeched and roared like Zeus in a bad mood. It hit me Life-stealer, Fate-bearer, Soul-stealing, death that's what each of their names meant! Why didn't I recognise them before?

"PERCY! RIPTIDE!" The same voice roared. I wasted no time in retrieving my ballpoint pen from my pocket and releasing my sword from it, throwing the cap carelessly to one side. They each screamed, repelled by the celestial bronze.
"You could've had a pain-free death, Son of Poseidon, but you choose to fight. So be it." One says, she lunges for me but I do a roll – coming up in a crouch. I lunge for her ribcage, hitting her in the side. The squeal that erupts from her beak is almost a cross between a pig and a snake, as she collapses to the ground four hisses at me with fury.
"You'll be sorry for that, Perseus." She takes flight in a whirl of yellow feathers and human flesh and lands behind me, soft as the feathers that cover the majority of her body. Her sisters sing in harmony once more as she cups my head in her hands and begins to twist. The music controls my thoughts once more, and I'm just about to accept my inevitable death when the same mystery girl calls;
"Ignore it Percy! They are the enemy! Ignore it!" That snaps me into reality, I roll over – knocking her over as I leap from my crouch and slice her head clean off – she dies with a last pitiful squawk.
"I WILL KILL YOU!" Is three's battle cry, but she's too easy. She literally jumps and throws herself on top of me, and I spear Riptide into her abdomen.

One's back up, the way she holds her sides proves she's holding in her intestines. She begins to sing, but a different pitch, her voice in a high soprano and her cut heals, fading into a small bruise – all that's left of the damage Riptide caused is the rip in her toga.

"I'll enjoy eating you. I'm no cannibal, but I guess Demigod's aren't my species. Mm…Nice and salty!" Two and one leap over their dead sisters and land on me. Riptide's knocked out of my reach, and One's sharp talons grab it and wave it above me teasingly, she grabs the cap that I'd carelessly chucked aside and returns the sword back to its pen-disguise. She throws it far away, so I'm officially left defenceless.
"You don't even deserve a song Jackson. So unlike the other Hero's, you shall die in pain at our hand. For our sisters!" Two hisses when suddenly;

"LEAVE HIM! Come and get me, beak-brains!" They each whip around and snarl. Momentarily leaving me to search out the owner of the ever mysterious-helpful girl.
"You again spirit child? You wish to die again?" One hisses

"Leave the Hero! Come and get me!" The spirit says. A sudden mist appears, a fog of sorts, they lunge for it – but it disappears so they fall through the air and flat on their faces.
"You'll have to try harder than that beakys!" They chase endless fog whisps till suddenly I felt a bump in my pocket.

Riptide!

The fog danced teasingly above the two remaining sirens, I got up silently and charged towards them, skewering them both like chicken on a kebab stick. They collapsed to the ground like their sisters – each body faded away.

"Wait who?" I ask the fog.

"Ssh young Hero. Get some sleep," I'd had enough music for one day, but I was already half asleep so it was hard to resist when the fog begun to hum a sweet lullaby from Ancient Greece.

Annabeth's POV.

A/N – Not every chapter will have Annabeth's or even Percy's POV, some will only have Percy's – some only Annabeth's (But mainly just Percy's) But I just want to do a few of both too!

"We've got to get there now!" I hiss

"Annabeth, we don't even know if Percy's alive…" Chiron says, I recoil and shriek.

"Yes he is! He's strong! He can resist! We have to check Chiron! For the prophecy if nothing else!" That's what got him. Hours of fighting that could've been spent helping Percy – and all I had to do was mention the great prophecy.

"That is a point. But the risk is huge Annabeth, I'll send a few of my kind over. They'll reach Percy soon enough, if not. Then Nico's our new prophecy child." Chiron says, he sounds worried – even if his words sound as if he gives little about Percy.

"But I have to help! Percy…" I trail off

"How Annabeth. You've heard the sirens. This time you won't be tied to a ship…" He had a point, but I had to go.

"Bu-"

"I'm sorry Annabeth. Get back into the Athena cabin please. News will reach the camp once I've set a few centaurs on the case."

"How long?"

"Two, three months."

"Months!?"

"Sorry Annabeth. But Centaurs can't swim there can we? Not with four hooves. No we'll be sailing, then there's the sirens to deal with. Then seeing if Percy's…Well we'll either be returning with or without him. The whole trip shall take around two to three months."

"Wait, you're going too?" Chiron gave a small nod.

"Great" I say sarcastically and stop back to the Athena cabin. I ignore the stares that follow me, the gaping mouths of my siblings as I slam shut the cabin door and collapse onto the bed.

"LIGHTS OUT!" Someone calls, each light flickers off and everyone falls deadly silent.

I'm coming, Percy.

I let a few hours pass, then I grab my Yankees cap, put it on then begin to pack a backpack. Shoving in spare clothes, toiletries, ambrosia, nectar, some cookies that Percy had given me – blue, his mother made them – and I quickly took a bag of apples that one of my sisters had been saving for the Pegasi, mouthing a silent sorry before I sneak out.

"Annabeth?" I whip around to see Grover.

"I can see your footprints." I look down, the sand had replicated my footprints exactly.

"Aww for the love of Hades!" I curse, pulling off my cap and staring at the half-asleep satyr.

"Percy?" He guesses, I nod.

"I'm coming with you."

"What? It's dangerous!" I protest

"So every other quest we've been on hasn't? I've got some wax. We can put that in our ears when we approach the island."

"That'll take a while. We'll have to travel around the Cliffside till we get a look at the island. Then we'll have to sail out. It'll take us at least a week Grover."

"I thought Chiron said it'd take a few months,"

"Only if you sail. I've worked it out. We walk the majority then sail the rest of the way, we'll be with Percy in around a week."

Grover shrugs.

"I guess I'm in."

"C'mon then." I begin to run to where I first dived off the cliffs, where Percy saved me. He follows me to catch me staring down at the calm ocean below.

"It was my fault. I jumped."

"No it wasn't! Annabeth you didn't know they were there!"

"Yes but if I hadn't been so selfish and just calmed down…"

"Then we wouldn't be going on an awesome quest to save Percy. Let us be the Hero's for once." He jokes, I breathe a laugh but continue to stare downwards.

"C'mon Annabeth, we've got to get far away enough so that we can't be tracked when camp wakes up and finds us missing."

Suddenly I hear a screech from the Athena cabin.

"Where is she?"

"I don't know"

"ANNABETH!"

I look at the satyr. The entire camp will be awake in a few minutes.

"RUN!" I yell, the sound of our feet (and hooves) echo around the silent forest as the trees whizz past us in a blur.

That was chapter two! :D

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