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{Annabeth POV}

Annabeth sat next to Percy, analyzing their situation. They had just been kidnapped by five Goths covered in tattoos, with swords that looked like glow sticks. Their captors were now arguing about what to do with them. The blonde (his name was Jace, she thought) said "Bring them to the institute, we can interrogate them there. The e needn't know."

The short redhead, who was obviously Jace's girlfriend from the way she stood near him, shook her head. "Why don't we go to Magnus? He's probably seen something like them before, he should know. And," she turned to the blue eyed boy next to Jace. "You can see Max, Alec." That settled it. Annabeth didn't know who Max was, but he was obviously someone important.

Jace walked over to her and Percy, and pulled them roughly up. "Walk," he commanded. Percy glanced at her quickly, catching her gaze Get ready to fight, he mouthed, gesturing to the water fountain in the nearby park. She nodded, looking quickly around for a weapon. Her gaze fell on a small but bulky branch, which she could use as a club. They weren't her favourite weapon, but she had to make do.

Percy suddenly yelled, and the water fountain exploded, pulling Jace in, taking out the strongest. She ran for the stick, glancing behind at Percy, who was fighting the tall, thin girl who she thought was called Isabelle. She snatched up the club and spun it around, knocking Alec out cold. She then snatched his sword, which lost its glow as soon as it left his hand. She dropped her club, and turned and faced Clary and the other boy head on. They fought in perfect harmony, matching each other's moves and watching their backs, like opposite sides of the same coin. They soon defeated her, and she could see Percy tiring, and losing ground. The boy called out to Percy. "Stop!" Percy froze, the whirlpool around Jace dissipating. He rose, soaking, looking furious.

He walked to Percy, balling his collar in his fist. "Who are you," he growled. "And how the hell did you do that?" Percy gulped, and glanced at her for help.

"Jace…" the boy holding her stared at him pointedly. "maybe you should calm-"

"Shut up, Simon," he growled still waiting for Percy to answer.

Annabeth couldn't bear it any longer. She cleared her throat. They all looked at her. "Maybe you should try letting him breath, then he might be able to actually talk."

Jace dropped Percy and turned to her. Percy shot her a look that said Thanks, and she continued talking. "Annabeth Chase," She looked back at Jace again. "And that was my boyfriend you were strangling, thank you very much. Now for a better question. Who in Hades are you? You obviously aren't demigods, thank the gods. You aren't mortals, because if there were swords out there that mortals used like that, we'd know about them. But why in Hades do you see the monsters?"

They squinted at her, the words she used obviously unfamiliar. Simon spoke up. "Demigods? Like half angel?"

She stared at him, confused. Then it hit her. "You're half angel, aren't you?"

Everyone glared at Simon. He muttered an apology.

Clary spoke up. "Yes, we are half angel. You have heard of the Nemphilm, right?" Annabeth nodded. "Well, we are what the Nemphilm really are. We call ourselves shadowhunters. It is our duty to fight and kill demons, to stop the world from being overrun. We use these tattoos on our skin to grant us special powers, I guess. But we do NOT do magic."

Annabeth smiled. "Well, we are demigods. There is also a whole race out there of us, too. We are the children of Greek gods." She paused, contemplating what she was going to say. "I'm… a daughter of Athena, so I'm clever. That seaweed brain over there-" she pointed to Percy who was just getting up. "He's a son of Poseidon, the sea god, so that's why he can do the thing with water." She looked at Jace, who was still wet. "It's not magic, either, by the way."

Clary smiled. "Well, I am Clary…" she paused, as if remembering. "Morgenstern. And this is my Parabati Simon Lewis"

"Jace Herondale," Jace said. "I'm the smartest here as well." Clary rolled her eyes. "Doubtful," she muttered. Jace elbowed her, and she yelped.

"Isabelle Lightwood, and that there-" She nodded at the boy Annabeth had knocked out before. "Is my brother, Alec." Annabeth winced. "Sorry about that," she apologized. Percy walked to her. She looked him up and down checking for injuries. She gasped when she saw the scratch on his cheek. She dug ambrosia out of her pack, which she had retrieved from Jace, along with her dagger. "Eat," She commanded. "Yes, Master," Percy replied, and took the square of ambrosia, shoving it into his mouth. As he ate, Clary looked at the ambrosia curiously. "It heals us," she quickly explained. Clary nodded, satisfied.

"Anyway, we have to go," she said, grabbing Percy's hand. She gave the other girl her phone number. "Only call me if it's an emergency, technology attracts monsters." Clary nodded, writing her phone number down on a piece of paper. "See you soon?" Clary looked at Annabeth uncertainly. "Definitely," Annabeth replied, nodding. They parted ways, waving as they went.

Well... there is chapter 2 done. Phew! please review, suggest stuff and criticize whats wrong. I will try to fix it.