A/N: Hey there. Sorry for the long wait, but I'm currently working on my other story "Blood Lies". Anyway here is the next chapter. Also I do not own Percy Jackson & The Olympians or Twilight. I think I forgot to put disclaimer in my previous chapters. Anyway enjoy what I have to offer.

Chapter 1: Except The Unexpected

Annabeth POV

"Annabeth!"

Sleepily, I groaned inwardly at the sound of Percy's shrilling voice. Otherwise, I didn't respond to his call. Instead I thanked the gods that a locked down stood between us.

"Annabeth! Open the door!"

I don't think so, my sleep filled mind thought. This time there were a series of loud knocks, that made me want to rip the door open and tell Seaweed Brain to shut up. Of course, that would be rude but under these circumstances I think it'll be forgivable.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I didn't bother to respond to his knocks. I rolled over lazily on my stomach and placed a fluffy pillow over my head in an attempt to block out the sounds. It worked. I squirmed into a more comfortable position and let my eyes close. . .

"ANNABETH!"

My eyes shot open and I jumped. Who knew Seaweed Brain could scream like a girl? Fed up with all the noise his was producing, I grabbed one of the pillows on my bed and stomped to the door. I opened it just as Percy lifted his fist to knock on the door. He saw me and opened his mouth to talk, but I quickly stopped him by throwing the pillow at his face.

Then I watched emotionlessly as the pillow fell slid off his face and onto the ground with a muffled thud. His expression changed from confusion to annoyed within seconds, and he looked up at me and shot me a glare. I raised my eyebrow, daring him to say anything.

"What do you want?"

He blinked at me as if I said something out of this world.

"Are you still mad at me?"

I squinted my eyes at him. "Why would I be mad at you?" I said as I rubbled sleep out of my eyes.

He looked at me closely. "Never mind."

I yawned and shrugged it off. I was too tired to care.

"If that's all you wanted to ask me, it could've waited until later." I said.

He shook his head furiously. "No that's not it-"

"Then what?" I cut in.

"Well maybe if you didn't interrupt I could've have continued," he replied.

I ignored him. "Then continue." I said as I trudged to my bed and snuggled under its warmth.

"Annabeth," Percy whined.

I yawned and swatted my hand in his direction. "Oh be quiet. I'm not going to fall asleep. Just continue. I promise I'll be listening."

I heard him take a deep breath and the bed dipped as he sat at the edge.

"Remember the swan?"

I nodded but didn't open my eyes. "Yeah. What about it?"

"Will that's the thing. It wasn't a swan. . ."

I opened one eyes to look at him and saw his serious expression. Immediately I sat upright and narrowed my eyes at him. All tiredness forgotten.

Was I wrong?

He cleared his throat and quickly looked around the room. Once he was sure no one was eavesdropping, he looked at me intently.

He leaned in closer and whispered.

"I had a dream last night. About that swan we saw. . ."

I nodded and gestured for him to continued.

His face became pinched before he responded. "It was a half-blood."

I gasped in surprise of the news and Percy gave me a concerned glance. You know what they say. . . expect the unexpected.

"Half-blood?" I repeated. "But what would a Kindly One want with a half-blood?"

Percy shook his head. "No idea. . . But we were right last night."

I gave him a questioning glance, and he responded.

"It did go to Hades. I saw it in my dream. The Fury dropped her-"

"Her?" I said in bewilderment.

He frowned. "Yeah, it was a girl."

"How old?" The thought of an innocent half-blood being killed by a Fury was bad enough. A girl half-blood being killed was even worse.

Percy looked at me with worry lining his eyes. "I don't know. I didn't see her completely," he said softly.

I sighed, remorseful for the girl's death.

"Well what was so special about her that the Fury had to kill her?" I asked angrily.

"I don't know, but Hades sent the Fury after her. It wasn't just because The Fury wanted to; it acted on Hades's orders."

I nodded thoughtfully.

"She's not dead though. I mean, that's what Hades said." Percy added.

"Okay then what's so special about her that Hades had to go after her?" I repeated.

"I don't know!" he cried angrily. I didn't blame him for being so angry. We didn't have any information on her. I guess he just expected to have all the answers because he had the dream.

"But I do know that Hades and Persephone seem to know her. . . like they've met before," he said after a moment of silence passed between us.

"That's highly unlikely, Percy. Hades hardly ever comes up to Earth," I disagreed.

"Then maybe she went to the Underworld," he offered.

I rolled my eyes. "That's even more unlikely. Don't you remember when we went to get your mom? It was hard enough for the three of us to get out alive. I don't think the girl could've made it back out alone."

Percy frowned. "Its just. . . nothing else seems to fit."

I nodded slowly. "I know."

I frowned and got under my covers again. If only the warm sheets held the answers.

"I don't know what to do." I heard Percy admit.

"I don't either, but I think the first thing we need is to tell Chiron. Maybe he can give us more information." I said.

"Let's go now!"

I smiled and turned to see Percy nodding determinedly. I laughed lightly. "Someone's eager."

He cracked a smile. "It's just been a long time since we got a quest."

I rolled my eyes at him, playfully. Only Seaweed Brain would be excited for a life-threatening quest. He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair before standing up and stretching.

"Well. . .I'm going back to sleep," he muttered.

I yawned and nodded. Now that the adrenaline had worn out, we were both suddenly tired. A yawn escaped me and I lied back on my pillow, enjoying the warmth it offered.

"Me too." I mumbled.

I didn't hear a response from Percy. Nor did I expect one. . .but what I didn't expect was a pillow to hit me straight on my face.

"Forgot you're pillow." I heard Percy snicker from the hallway. I laughed and removed the same pillow I used to hit Percy. I snuggled with it and willed myself to momentarily forget about today's events.

"We'll deal with it later," I murmured sleepily to no one in particular.

I closed my eyes tighter and drifted to sleep. But right before I completely lost myself, a voice sounded right beside me.

"Talking in our sleep are we, Annabeth?"

My eyes shot open in alarm and immediately they met with a pair of dark brown ones. Those were not Percy's eyes.

I screamed.

I screamed for help. I screamed for Percy. I screamed for anybody.

A/N: So how you you like it? Who do you think it is? Comments? Suggestions? Good criticism? Review and tell me. Also this story might be on Hiatus because of my other story. Might. (:

-Cynthia