A/N finally Percy comes in:)

Chapter 3

Ellie's P.O.V

New York. We were in New York, though I didn't know that at first. It wasn't till I ran across the street to a newspaper stand and read the title that I knew. The title was the New York Daily News. I ran back to the others who were gazing around in awe. It was a magnificent sight. There were tall buildings with so many glass panes that I could've sat and counted for months on end wherever you looked. It was night back in Australia just minutes before it was it was night but here it looked about late afternoon and the sunlight was reflecting off all the glass on the buildings. There were cars and people everywhere, most people looked busy 'cos they were rushing around like there late for an important meeting. About two thirds of those people looked they were on their cellphones. Amazingly no one had noticed us not even the guy at the newspaper stand because I went there when his back was turned. But you'd think that five ratty teenagers, three with guns, who looked as if they hadn't bathed in weeks, would attract some attention but no. we were safe from the prying eyes of the public so far.

"Guys," I said as I neared them. "We're in New York."

"New York?" said Homer in disbelief.

"It's so pretty," said Fi.

Just then a problem blossomed in my head. I gasped and then grabbed Homer and Lee's arms and dragged them back into the trees a way. I figured Fi and Kevin would follow and if they didn't then I'd come back and get them. But I needed to get Homer and Lee out of sight first because they, as well as me, were the ones with the rifles therefore were in more danger of getting in trouble with the police. Fortunately Fi and Kevin did follow us. In fact Fi was the first one to realise our problem.

"What's wrong El…?" she started to say then it hit her and she glanced at the rifle on Homer's back. The others were grumbling at me for taking them away from the site of all the skyscrapers. I ignored them and said "Listen up guys," I said to get their attention. "We have to try clean up a bit so that we don't attract too much attention. We're also going to have to…ditch the rifles." The last part was hard to say because I knew what their reactions would be and I have to admit I didn't want to leave my rifle behind either. It had saved my life so many times before and that was just tonight or today or whatever. I was right about their reactions.

"What?" yelled Homer.

"But we need them!" said Kevin

Lee said nothing instead he was staring daggers at me. I could see that he really didn't like me at the moment. Forget all the good times we'd spent together, laughing and kissing; now I was just a she-devil sent to make his life miserable. Fi was the only one on my side.

"No Ellie's right," she said to the others. "We can't be caught like this. It's likely that if anyone here see's us with guns they're going to call the police and get us arrested. But if we hid the guns everyone might mistake us for some homeless people instead."

The others still didn't like the idea but with a bit of persuading we convinced them to hide the guns beside a thick oak with lots of scrub around it. I hoped we didn't forget where we hid them, because once we figure out how to get back, (if we ever figure out how to get back) we're going to need the rifles.

Just after we finished hiding them a sound came from our left, then a male voice.

"What'cha doing?" he said. "He" was a guy about sixteen years old with black hair and sea-green eyes. He was a good-looking guy and he wore shorts and an orange t-shirt that said Camp Half-Blood. I wondered what Camp Half-Blood was.

"Percy!" said a girl's voice. The girl emerged from the trees beside the guy whose name was Percy. She had had blond hair with a grey streak in it which made no sense to me because she couldn't have been more than sixteen. She had storm grey eyes that looked calculating, like they were trying to figure out what to do with five homicidal teenagers. She also wore shorts and the same type of t-shirt Percy was wearing. She took Percy's hand, which told me that they were together, and kept gazing at us warily. They exchanged a glance and seemed to decide what to do with us. The girl sighed then stepped forward and held out the hand that wasn't entwined with Percy's.

"Hi," she said to us. "I'm Annabeth chase."

Then Percy stepped forward and said "And I'm Percy Jackson."