A/N: Thris is the second chapter. I hope someone reads it. if you do please review. Today we have Annabeth here for the Dis-

Annabeth: She doesn't own anything! Don't believe her! (runs away)

WA: Why do I even bother?... Well on with the story! (mutters) that was the wierdest disclaimer I've ever seen...

My line had not been in the water more than a minute when I heard the first bark. It was not just a bark though. I had heard that sound before … but no it couldn't be. I started to get that tingly feeling something bad was about to happen.

I heard all the birds launch themselves at once and fly North across the creek. They were spooked big time. I was getting that feeling that something bad was about to happen. I heard several snapping and barking sounds and a crashing sound of someone running straight through the bushes at me.

"AHHHHH!" Grover screamed as he crashed over a bush towards me. He had lost his footing and his eyes were the size of saucers. He flailed his arms around trying to regain his balance and I thought for sure he was going to take me over into the creek. Well that actually would have been better for us both I think but instead his knee hit the side of my head and he tumbled over me grabbing my cane pole as he went down and splashed several feet out in the water.

My eyes watered because of the pain but I knew something terrible was coming so I reached into my pocket for my pen. My reflexes were a bit off. Something locked onto my right elbow and instantly I felt myself being dragged away from the creek.

The pain in my elbow was intense. And I was sure I had been drug about fifty feet when I was able to get a hold of a big bush with my other hand and stop what was dragging me. I held on tight to the bush with my left hand and looked up straight into the yellow eye's of a wretched hell hound.

These creatures are pets of Hades and they had no business around here unless someone had summoned them. That was not a comforting thought since right now my first problem was trying to survive when I was nose to nose with a fire breathing dog that was three times as big as me.

The hound lowered down to start a tug of war with my elbow being the rope and I felt like a catfish on the end of a fishing line. No way I was going to let this dog take off with my arm so I let go of the bush and poked him strait in his right eye with my forefinger.

It does not matter if you are human or hellhound. When you get poked in the eye you close your eyes and pull away. He gave a bit of a yelp and jumped back a step. He shook his head twice and lowered again to charge.

I had just a split second to react. Being the brave and strong son of Poseidon I took this opportunity to jump on my feet and turn and run just as the hound leapt after me.

Oh, cliffhanger! review if you want to know what happens!