CREDTITING IN EVEN MORE DETAIL BECAUSE TURNS OUT I DIDN'T EXPLAIN IT WELL ENOUGH THE FIRST TIME- She (Sam, I'mAnIdiotButWhoCares) gave this up and shes letting me write it from were she left off.

Chapter 1: My Name is Emmaline Gomez, But I Prefer Em

5 years later...

Emmaline turned out to be a great kid. Well, that's her father's opinion, anyway. Collin Gomez didn't think that he would be able to handle fatherhood at the age of twenty, now twenty-five, but since he was the father of a special little girl, he knew that regular fatherhood would be about the same. Except for monsters, which Collin hadn't experienced yet. Until that day.

It was the beginning of summer, and Collin was walking home from the park, carrying his five-year-old daughter. Emmaline was tired from her long time of exercise and play, but she knew what tonight was. Tonight was story night, and Daddy always told the greatest stories. They were always about a boy named Percy Jackson and his friends. Daddy told her that her mommy had told him everything, but Emmaline didn't know that the stories were real.

When the two reached the small one-story house that they lived in, Collin set Emmaline down.

"Can you go get into your pajamas, Em?" Collin asked his daughter gently.

"Okay, Daddy," the little girl replied, scampering off to go find her pajamas.

Collin let out a tired sigh. Emmaline was always in a constant danger, so being the parent, he had to keep his only daughter safe. His daughter looked so much like Amphitrite, with her wavy black hair, and navy blue eyes. You don't normally see people with blue eyes that dark, but Emmaline's eyes were her father's favorite quality.

"Daddy!" the piercing shriek of a little girl rang out through the house.

Collin rushed to his daughter's room, only to be shocked by the scene that he finds.

Em, his little girl, had a sword in her hands

Collin's eyes widened, and he recalled what Amphitrite had told him. Make sure she always wears her necklace. It will turn into a sword when a monster is around.

Oh no.

"What happened to my necklace?" Em asked, wide eyed, "It just disappeared, and this sword appeared!"

Collin picked his daughter up gently, and began to go to the front door.

"Sweetie, give me the sword," he told Em.

Em handed the sword obediently to her father, who held it in front of him as he went through an alley that was a short cut to the metro.

"Where are we going, Daddy?" Em asked curiously.

"I don't know, but we're going away from here," Collin answered.

As they continued to walk on, a low growl echoed through the small alley, and a hell hound approached them. It was basically a huge dog the size of a dump truck, with dark shaggy fur, and lava red eyes.

"Daddy," Em whispered, "That's a big doggy."

The hell hound bared his teeth, and his hind leg tensed as he got ready to pounce.

Collin did the only thing that he knew he could: he ran the other way.

Em held on tightly to her father's shirt as he ran. She could hear the sound of the dog's paw steps behind them, and she could hear it panting as it tried to catch up to them.

"It's going to catch us!" Collin thought frantically.

No sooner had he thought that, the hell hound lunged at him, and bit into his leg. Collin yelled in pain as blood gushed from the wound, and collapsed to his knees. Em began to cry at the sound that her father made. Daddy never got hurt, or if she did, she was never around to see it. Collin swiped at the hell hound, but nothing happened.

"Daddy!" Em sobbed as the hell hound bit into her father's back, causing more blood to come out.

Collin released Em as the rest of him fell to the ground. He looked up at his now standing and shocked daughter. He handed her the sword that he was still clutching, and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Run," he croaked, "Go find help."

Collin watched as his daughter hesitantly turned and scurried down the street. He knew that he wouldn't survive this, but if Emmaline found help, there was still a chance that she would survive.

Those were Collin's last thoughts as he fell into the oblivion of death.

Emmaline ran as fast as she could down the abandoned sidewalks, hoping that maybe Daddy would come running after her to tell her that everything hadn't really happened, and they could go home.

Tears still ran down her cheeks at the memory of her father yelling in pain, and the blood... that was a lot of blood.

She slammed into someone as she was running, and when she tried to get away from the person, the person grabbed onto her arm.

Em shrieked in terror, thinking that this person would take her back to the monster dog that still had Daddy.

"Shh," the person, it was a girl, soothed. "What's going on, and why do you have a sword?"

"A giant doggy attacked, and my necklace turned into this, and Daddy's hurt, so he told me to go find help," Em choked.

Em looked the older girl over. She was about fifteen, with spiky black hair, and electric blue eyes. She had a sprinkle of freckles across her nose, and she was wearing jeans and a silvery jacket, and a bow and arrows were strapped to her back.

"I can help you," the girl said as she clutched her bow and arrows, "Now where is this hell hound?"

A low growl came again, and Em hid behind the older girls legs.

"Never mind," the girl muttered as she aimed at the place that the sound had come from.

The hell hound burst our from shadows, and the girl launched an arrow that hit it square in the face. The monster yelped in pain, and disintegrated.

The girl turned to Em, and picked her up, holding her close to comfort her.

"What's your name, sweetie?" she asked quietly.

"Emmaline Gomez," Em sniffled, "But I prefer Em."

The girl grinned. "And I'm Thalia."

Em nodded in acknowledgment.

"Let's go find your Dad," Thalia said gently.

Em sniffled, and told Thalia where to go. When they reached the alley, Collin Gomez was covered in blood, pale, and he wasn't breathing.

"Daddy!" Em cried as she wriggled out of Thalia's grip.

Em looked down at her dead father, and whatever tears that had been dried, fell again.

Thalia hugged the her awkwardly. She tried to comfort the little five-year-old as best as she could, but Thalia wasn't big on kids. She felt the need to let Em know it was alright, because Thalia had felt the same way when she found out that her mother was dead, even if they didn't get along.

Thalia pulled out her emergency cell phone, and called whoever would pick up.

"Hello?" a female voice said on the second ring.

"Hey Annabeth, it's Thalia," she said, "Can you come to," Thalia looked at the street sign, "8th Street? And bring Percy and the kids."

"Why? What's the problem?" Annabeth asked in a worried tone.

"A hell hound attacked a little girl and her dad. The girl, Emmaline, bumped into me trying to run, and then when we found her father, he was dead," Thalia explained sadly.

"We'll be right there!" Annabeth promised as she hung up the phone.

Annabeth and Percy had gotten married, and had four kids. A boy named Andrew, who's fifteen, fraternal twins, Victoria and Fredrick, who are thirteen, and Travis, who's five like Em.

Thalia dropped the phone to the pavement, and stomped on it, taking away the threat of being tracked down by more monsters.

"What now?" Em sniffled.

Thalia picked her up again. "My friends are coming," she promised, "And they're going to help you."

Em sniffled again, and nodded sadly.

Minutes later, a couple of people came rushing towards them. A woman, with blond hair, and startling gray eyes, and a man with ink black hair and green eyes, were at Thalia's side first. A teenage boy, with black hair and gray eyes, fraternal twins with curly blond hair and green eyes, and a littler boy with black hair and eyes that seemed to change from gray to green followed right behind the adults.

"Who's this?" the blond woman asked softly.

"I'm Emmaline, or Em," Em replied in shy whisper.

The woman smiled. "I'm Annabeth, this is Percy, Andy, Tori, Fred, and Travis" she said, gesturing to everyone as she said their names.

"Hi," Em said shyly.

Thalia set Em down, and Tori stepped forward, picking the little girl up.

"She has no where to go now, and I think we should do something about her dad before the police find him or something," Thalia told them.

"Can she stay with us?" Tori asked, "Please?"

Tori knew that she liked the little girl, Em, already. She was a cute little kid that had gone through something horrible, and would probably be scarred for life.

Percy sighed. "She has no where else to go to, so yes, she can stay."

Tori beamed.

"What about her dad?" Travis asked quietly.

"I'll just manipulate the mist," Thalia said, trying to wave the question off.

"What about her other family?" Andy persisted, "They'll want to know what happened to her."

"I don't have any other family," Em spoke up, "My daddy grew up in an orphanage, so he has no family."

Tori gave Andy a triumphant look.

"So we need to get you home," Annabeth said, taking Em from Tori's arms and stroking her black curls, "You'll need a good night sleep from that."

Annabeth set Em down again, and took her hand.

"Good bye, Thalia," Annabeth said.

"Bye, Aunt Thalia," the kids said mindlessly.

And so Annabeth Percy, and the rest of their children, led Em to her new future with the new family.