Hey! So, I've decided to go with a new method. I will write any new chapter for a story that I want to write, and as soon as I'm done with a chapter I'll post it.

Percy

I changed into my pajamas, and I was lying in the dark. It was already midnight. Fabian was sneaking a book under his covers with a penlight, and Eddie was snoring loudly. I took Riptide off of the bedside table next to my bed, and quietly uncapped it. The mortals, (unless they saw through the mist, but that's extremely rare) would only see a pen, but for me, the blade glowed softly. Weirdly enough, this calmed me down.

Fabian stuck his head out of the comforter. "What's that?" he asked, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Nothing, just a pen," I said calmly, reaching for the cap. "No, it's a sword," he insisted.

I froze. "You're really tired," I said. "You might be seeing things." He nodded, and closed his eyes. Within minutes, he was snoring.

I capped the pen. It was interesting that he could see through the minutes, but I'd have to be more careful.

Annabeth

At midnight, I put on my Yankees cap that turned me invisible. I usually stayed up to two a.m., and I couldn't fall asleep this early, especially since I had napped on the plane. I was about to go downstairs, when Nina awoke. She rubbed her eyes, and stared right where I was standing. "Annabeth?" she asked.

How could she see me? "Uh…yeah?" I asked. "Why is there a dark cloud around you?" she asked sleepily. "You're tired. Go back to sleep," I told her. She nodded, and drifted back to sleep. I crept out, nervously. No one could see me in the Yankee's cap, not even the gods. How could she see me?

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Percy

I crept down the hall, Anaklusmos illuminating the dark hallway. The door I had passed a minute ago creaked, and I turned around, holding Riptide in front of me protectively. The blonde guy that had complained about me being American earlier stood with a bucket of shaving cream.

"Whoa, dude," he said. Then, upon closer inspection, asked, "Is that a sword?" What is going on around here? I wondered. I whipped Riptide behind my back, and touched the cap to it. "Nope, just a pen," I said, showing it to him. "Awesome, how did you do that?" He asked, reaching for it. I quickly slipped it into my pocket, and said, "It's a bit of a magic trick. Teach you later," I said. He sighed, and said, "I'll hold you to that," and continued upstairs, where the girls lay sleeping.

I stared at him retreating down the hallway, careful not to wake that creepy guy, Victor. It was rare for mortals to see through the mist, so why did Fabian AND the blonde guy?

I continued on to the common room, where I plopped down and tried to figure it out. Maybe they were somehow related? No, they look completely different, and being related has nothing to do with being able to see through the mist. Maybe it was complete coincidence? But my mom sent me here, saying it was a gut feeling, and all of a sudden two guys can see through the mist. That was too coincidental. Which left one option, but if they were demigods, monsters would already be here…

"Percy," a voice whispered. I jumped and pulled out Riptide. Someone sighed, and Annabeth appeared in front of me. "Really, you seriously had to do that?!" I stage whispered. "Sorry," she said, biting her lip and sitting down. "There's something weird going on," we both said at the same time. "What happened?" I asked her. "Well, I put on my Yankee's cap and prepared to sneak out, when that girl-Nina, I think her name was-saw me. So I figured that the magic was breaking or something, but you didn't see me…" she shook her head. "So what happened with you?" I explained to her how Fabian and the blonde guy could both see through the mist. "What? That's almost impossible…" she shook her head. "Let's keep an eye on them."