A/N: This chapter is short, I'm gonna get to more of the story later on. I've been tired over the past few days and haven't had many ideas, but now I have more ideas so the chapters will be coming more. Had a bit of writers block-more real action is coming! :)

Chapter Two: Sunset

Melody's POV:

The light seemed oddly bright when I woke up. I sat up in alarm. I recognised what looked like a ferry nearby. I could smell the sea. What was I doing here? Where was everyone? My head felt as if a skyscraper had collapsed on it, and I could taste something burning.

Darius' POV:

I had explained to all of the other Demigods what they were. After using references to other moments in their lives and their human parents talking to them, they believed me.

Me, Dan and George (the two boys who were on the beach) had gone to the services to get refreshments. Larka and Melody's Dad-who'd driven us to the docks-stayed with Melody, who was still unconscious. Dan seemed worried and kept glancing out of the window. I knew he wanted her to wake up; he'd caused the electricity and he felt bad.

We headed back over to where they were. Melody had sat up. Dan practically ran over. I found it amusing how Melody's eyes widened when she saw him and George; rumour had it that she liked both of them. Something made me think I should believe those rumours.

Once Dan was convinced he hadn't hurt her, everybody in turn told her about demigods and that we were going to travel to a place called Camp Half-Blood. Melody seemed to be a fan of Greek myths, making her extremely easy to tell.

We all got ready to board the ferry, leaving Melody to say goodbye to her father. After a few moments she came over to us. She was smiling and seemed unfazed, as if she'd never had gods know how many volts of electricity through her.

Melody's POV:

It pleased me that Dan had been worried. Mission accomplished. It also pleased me that this camp was in America. We weren't boarding a ferry as such; just a small boat with a deck and a kitchen plus bunks below. A boy was already on it when we got on. He was a few years older, about Dan's age. He had untidy black hair and bright green eyes.

"Hey." He smirked. "I'm Percy." I didn't see much of him that night after that; he was putting energy into somehow seemingly controlling the waves to propel us along.

Dan's POV:

I wasn't so keen on being on the sea. I wasn't seasick as such, I just had a feeling I wasn't supposed to be there. Maybe it was because Percy was making us travel quite fast. I didn't know.

Me, George and Melody sat at the back of the boat. George was strumming at his guitar and talking with me, whilst Melody was quiet. She seemed shy around us. She just stared at the sea and the setting sun. I noticed her take her phone out and take a photo of the scene.

George stopped strumming. "I have a proper camera. Would you like to use that?" He looked at her. "Yes please." She replied. He put his guitar into its case and carried it below deck to trade it for the camera.

I noticed she'd just put headphones in. One headphone anyway. "What you listening to?" I asked.
"Les Miserables songs." she replied.
I sat next to her and put one of the headphones in my own ear, leaning against the side of the boat.

This was quite a nice evening...

Darius' POV:

I was up on the mast. I could see a lot from up here. Ezio yapped from the bottom. I saw Larka stepping up on deck. A thought occurred to me.

After wondering for a while, I climbed to a lower point. Then I leapt down, landing behind her. She jumped.

"Only me." I smirked. She sighed in relief. "Hi." She said. Ezio ran over, looking from me to her and back to me with what would be a raised eyebrow if he was human. I glared at him, then looked back at Larka.

A sudden impulse came over me, as I leant in to kiss her.