A/N: Guys and gals, I'm starting to feel sad. You aren't reviewing after you read. T-T It makes me sad. I want to hear what you think! I lend you my ears, now let me hear you.

(Oh, and I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians :( )

For once, Kara is sleeping soundly, but Percy is not. He wakes up with a start and shoots up into a sitting position. Everyone, but Kara, wakes up soon after to the sound of pounding waves and someone pounding on the door.

"Who could be out in this hurricane?" Mrs. Jackson runs to the door to open it. A boy stands in the doorway, dripping wet and without pants.

"Grover!" Herby runs to his older brother.

"Herb!" Grover exclaims in surprise, pronouncing Herb without the 'h'. "What are you doing here? I thought you were in Virginia watching two demigods at an orphanage."

"We were attacked. A Kindly One was posing as the house mother. Then there was one on our bus, so we travelled all the way here along the Appalachian Trail."

"Good job, buddy, but we have to go." Grover turns to Mrs. Jackson. "I've been searching all night. What were you thinking?" Mrs. Jackson turns to Percy with a look of horror on her face.

"Percy, what didn't you tell me about what happened at school?"

Grover curses in Ancient Greek. "It is right behind me! Why didn't you tell her? Herb, get your demis ready." Herby grabs Marco and Kara's backpacks along with his own, while Marco gently wakes Kara.

"Percy, tell me now!" Kara wakes up to Percy stammering on about a 'Mrs. Dodds' and three old ladies.

"Children get in the car. Now!" Mrs. Jackson helps carry the packs and they stuff themselves into Percy's stepfather's '&* Camaro. In the car, Percy stares at his best friend.

"You and my mom know each other," he finally gets out.

"Not personally, but she knew that I was watching you."

"Wha … watching me?"

"Yeah, like I've been watching Marco and Kara," Herby puts in from his position in the front seat.

"But, I've always been your friend. I wasn't faking it."

"Okay, but what are you?"

"Does it matter?" Kara asks groggily from Marco's lap. She was due to the fact that Marco wouldn't set her down. Percy turns to Kara.

"My best friend is a donkey from the waist down!"

Herby and Grover let out a noise like 'blaa-ha-ha', sounding like goats. "We're satyrs!" they say in unison.

"We're half goat." Herby pins Percy with somewhat of a glare.

"There are some of us who would trample you for such an insult!" Grover exclaims. He looks at his brother sternly. "Herb being one of them."

"You're just lucky I'm buckled."

"Herbert!" Kara gently smacks him upside the head in her half-asleep state. "Behave."

"Yes, Kara."

"And, Percy, be careful with what you say," Mrs. Jackson says.

"Yes, Mother. So, you're saying that all those myths that Mr. Brunner told us are true?"

"Yes, and there's one of them on our tail."

"Percy, there's no time to explain everything now. We need to get you, Kara and Marco to safety," Mrs. Jackson tells her son as she tries to escape the thing following them.

"Safety from what? What's after us?"

"Nothing much," Herby replies.

"Just the Lord of the Dead and a few of his most blood-thirsty minions," Grover adds on.

"Grover!"

"Sorry, Mrs. Jackson. Could we possibly go faster?" Mrs. Jackson presses down on the gas a bit more.

"Where are we going?" Percy asks.

"To a very special summer camp." Kara looks out the back window and sees familiar horns glinting in the moonlight. She clings to Marco. "Mi...mi...mino..."

Marco looks out the window. "It's okay, Kara. I won't let it touch you. I promise you"

Suddenly, the car hits something; the bottom of a ditch. In the split second before they crashed, Marco wrapped his arms around Kara, holding her close to him to protect her.

"Percy!"

"I'm okay, Mom..."

"Kara? Marco? Grover?"

"We're good, Herby," Marco says as he peels himself and Kara from the back of the seat in front of them.

"Grover!" Percy gently shakes Grover.

"Food," he groans.

"Percy, get out of the car now." Mrs. Jackson is deadly serious. "See that big pine tree? There's a farmhouse beyond it. Run and don't look back."

"You're coming too. Aren't you, Mom?"

"I can't cross the property line. Besides, it's not after us, it's after you, Kara and Marco. You three need to leave. Run! Get out of the car!"

Marco busts open the door and carries Kara up the hill toward the tree with Herby and Percy dragging Grover along. Mrs. Jackson follows at a distance. With the tree still at a distance, the Minotaur approaches the Camaro.

"Doesn't it see us?" Percy asks.

"It uses its sense of smell, but it will find us soon enough," Mrs. Jackson answers. "Marco, you can't bullfight while carrying Kara. Can you see if you can carry Grover as well and make a beeline to the tree?"

"Sure. Sorry, Kara, I'm going to have to carry you fireman style now."

"It's okay. Just get us there safe."

"Here we go." Places Kara over his shoulder and picks Grover up and holds him under his arm. "Hold on, Kara."

"Holding." And with that, Marco takes off towards the tree. Meanwhile, Mrs. Jackson teaches Percy and Herby to bullfight. In the end, Mrs. Jackson turns to gold dust and disappears, Marco calls for help, and Percy defeats the Minotaur and makes it to the farmhouse. As Percy loses consciousness, a blonde girl and a bearded man come into his blurry vision.

"He's the one! He has to be."

"Shh, Annabeth. Bring him inside."

A/N: Again, I say, I lend you my ears, let me hear you! Please review.