Chapter two is up and running! Sorry for not updating in so long but first I got my computer taken away, then I went to camp for a week( I swear it was the craziest week of camp ever ) and on top of that, my Grandpa has been in the hospital. Real quick survey here, we do all know that this is the whole Percy Jackson series done over with what could have happened if Percy had a little sister, right? I wanted to say more, but I forgot what it was.

And just so we're clear... I'M NOT RICK RIORDAN!

Read on.


Apov

We continued down the street for nearly an hour. I had never noticed how far from central park we lived until now, when we actually had to walk there. By the time Percy and I reached the park, we had stopped thirteen times. I will never admit this to anybody, but I'm the one that forcibly made Percy stop by grabbing his arm and sitting down. My stamina makes a sloth look like an Olympic athlete.

I decide to give Percy his present so I grab his arm (again) and sit down (again).

"Andy, how do you need another break? We are actually at the park now," Percy whined. I stay silent. Annoying Percy is fun. You know what else is fun? Sitting on chairs upside down. Once I got my entire class to sit upside down by telling them it would give them special powers. I would have to try that again soon-. Stop, Andy you're digressing again. Ha ha, look at that. I know a big word. Off topic! I stood up and walked over to the nearest bench with Percy following me. He was looking at me like I was crazy which in some ways I was.

"Here you go, Percy. Happy birthday." I pull the blue marker out of my pocket and hand it to him. Percy stares at it for a moment before looking at me, and when I say look at me, I meant give me a weird look.

"Um... thank you for returning the marker that you stole from me two weeks ago. I really appreciate it." Percy says in a mentally slow manner. I rolled my eyes and try to determine whether or not I should tell him that the marker is just the container for his present. I choose not to, so I remain silent. He'll figure it out soon enough.

"Come on my unappreciative brother, lets go to the water reservoir." I say in the saddest voice I could muster (hey, another big world! I am on a roll today...) and walk mock dejectedly farther into the park with Percy following not far behind.


When we finally made it to the reservoir, I was not the only one that was exhausted. Who knew that Central Park was so big? Percy and I sat on a bench for who knows how long just staring at the water that was shimmering barely three feet (1 meter) away.

"Percy?" I ask.

"Hm?" was his oh so literate response.

"Isn't the water pretty?"

"Hm." Okay, if Percy isn't going to pay attention to me voluntarily, then I was going to make him pay attention. I slid off the bench and walked over to the reservoir/lake. I cupped my hands to catch as much water in them as I could, which really wasn't working well, and used it to splash Percy in the face.

That caught his atention.

"Wawatchat!" he sputtered.

"What was that Percy?" I asked mockingly.

"ANDY! Why did you just splash me?"

"Splash you? Now why would I do something like that?," I said back in a super sweet manner while hiding my dripping hands behind my back.

"Ha ha you're so funny. Now step away from the water, do you have any idea what you've just gotten yourself into?" Percy ranted.

"You can tell me if you can catch me!" With that sentence I started running aroung the edge of the lake towards where the trees were. I was planning on doing this until he either caught me (which was unlikely) or fell in the water. That plan ended when I saw something silver in the trees and got so distracted that Percy almost caught me. Almost. I turned left and darted towards the trees after the USO(unidentified silver object), which suprised Percy so much that he actually fell into the lake. I ran off into the dense trees and kept going until I literally collapsed from exhaustion deep inside the forest on a rock. Comfy. After a long period of catching my breath, I realise that I have no idea where I am and the silver thing is nowhere to be seen.

Oh, goodie. Now what do I do?

I don't know.

Who are you?

Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity, you know.

Then SHUT UP!

...

Good. The mysterious voice is being quiet. Now where am I? I quickly looked around for the way out and realised that I can't even tell which direction I came from. Joy.

But it's okay because Percy was following me. He'll be here soon, right? My big brother will swoop in and save the day; he just has to use his brain.

It was this thought that sent me into an uncontrollable state of panic.


Ppov

This is not good, this is really not good.

These were my only thoughts as I continued to search the edge of the woods for my sister. Where could she have gone? She knows better than to wander into the woods, right? Yes, she does.

She thinks.

Sometimes.

"Andy!" I called out in desperation as I headed deeper into the mass of trees. "ANDY!" I yelled again.

No answer.

Why did I let her get away from me? I think I'm currently breaking every rule on the list of rules that Mom told me I had to follow if I wanted to take Andy out of the apartment.

Rule one- keep an eye on her at all times, don't ignore her for even a second. Yep, I screwed that one up. She splashed me with lake water. That wouldn't have happened if I had been paying attention to her.

Rule two- make sure that she doesn't get away from you, they're very curious at that age. Check. I don't think that I would be searching the woods right now if that rule wasn't broken.

Need I go on? I just need to find her; Mom will never need to know.

Andy where are you?


Apov

Why me? Oh, yeah; because I'm stupid. A smart seven year old wouldn't have gotten distracted by something shiny OR run into a forest with no way of telling which way's out.

Any child with even an inkling of common sense would know that running for who knows how long like your life depended on it strait into a forest is not a good idea.

I continued to pace in the clearing with the lovely rock. How long have I been here? It felt like forever but it has probably only been a couple hours. Stupid McDonald's Happy Meal watch. For some reason it didn't break when I jumped in the lake but it didn't matter. It didn't tell time. This watch was only a timer; a timer that went up to one minute. But it was blue. With a green face. Now how could I resist wearing that? Trick question.

There is no way.

I sit down on the rock again and start picking twigs and leaves out of my hair. When is Percy going to get here?

Is Percy going to get here?

No, no, no. I can't think like that. Which means that I have to think of something else.

Pick, pick, pick my hair.
Yank all of the twigs out.
Pull-ity, yank-ity, pick-ity, pick.
All of the leaves out.

Yep, that'll work. Anything that's to the tune of Row, Row, Row Your Boat is bound to get stuck in your head.

With nothing else to do, I continued to hum while picking sticks out of my hair.

I was somewhere around my 47th repeat of Pick, Pick, Pick My Hair when the weird noise started.

My first thought was that it was just a loud car until I realized that there were no roads in the middle of Central Park's forest. Shame. My next guess was a bear, but I wasn't even sure if bears growled. This was definitely a growl. Moving on. My last guess was that it was a ginormous dog.

Unfortunately, I was right.

At that very moment, a huge black mastiff jumped out of the trees and looked at me with glaring red eyes. Ah, shoot.

The big, black dog thing barked at me (very loudly, I may add) and pounced. I screamed.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. Pain spread through my arm. Now I screamed bloody murder. Trust me, if you were in my position, you would too.

The dog thing's teeth were inches from my face and I swear I heard a horn. Very random.

Suddenly the dog stiffened and exploded.

I am officially lost. I sat up and saw an arrow next to me on what I now dub the magical rock of mystery and wonder. Okay, so there's an arrow, now where did it come from? It was at this point that the answer walked out of the woods.


Ppov

I give up. I've been searching for hours.

It's time to do what I never thought I'd do.

Go to the park police and tell them that my sister is lost in the woods.

This should be fun.

Not.


Apov

I don't know what I was expecting, but whatever it was it definitely wasn't this. 'This' being a group of girls wearing silver and carrying bows and arrows.

Funny, I don't remember hitting my head. Oh well, I'll just go with it. Maybe it was one of them that I saw earlier...?

"Um, hi?" I say uncertanly. "Uh, thanks for saving my life."

Nothing. What is up with all of these stony expressions? The oldest of these girls was only around 14, so, in the words of the Joker, why so serious?

That reminds me of my personal inside joke. What do these facts tell you about the world? Most super villains are boys. When somebody says murderer, you think of a guy with an axe. When somebody says stalker, you think of a shifty guy in a trench coat. What does that tell you about the male population? Ha, ha.

Darn my ADHD!

The girl in the middle smiled a knowing smile, like she knew what I've been thinking, and stepped forward.

She said," Hello half-blood. I assume that you are wondering who we are." Actually, I was wondering what a half-blood was, but I nodded anyway. "Then I shall start from the beginning-" she looked at my arm "-after we have healed your wound."

All I have to say is that the silver people work fast. They had this whole campsite set up in less than three minutes. As soon as they had the last tent set up I was dragged into it and set to work on. Turns out that I had some major cuts and a broken bone in my arm. While they were patching me up, they made me drink this juice that DID NOT taste like juice. It actually tasted like cookies. Yum, cookies.

Anyways, they fixed me up and sent me to the tent at the end. I took a deep breath and stepped in.

Little did I know that what would happen in that tent would permanently change my life.


So.. how'd you like it? Are you willing your computer to spontaneously combust? Rubbing it like a genie's lamp so that chapters will come out faster? Keep in mind that Andy's going to be a bit of a Mary-Sue, I mean really- she's seven! If you want to see a real Mary-Sue read Twilight. No offense to Twi-fans, cuz I am one but isn't Bella at least a little bit of a Mary-Sue? OFF TOPIC!

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