Ch.2

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson that's Rick Riordan rights and Twilight is Stephenie Meyer's rights but I do own my oc's and Plot idea ok.

1973

Two years had pass since my grandmother last visit, Mom had gotten better with standing up to grandmother. It was winter now just two months I turned twelve, Christmas came and went it was December 29 we were walking to back to the apartment. I heard something and look up to see nothing. I was in bell bottoms with a purple sweater under a black pea coat with furry warm boots and a black hat. Mom was wearing a similar outfit just a black sweater, we both had black leather gloves on.

"Come on Alexis," Mom said gripping my hand tighter. "We need to get home."

There was a loud bang next to us, Mom started to run with me keeping up. We pulling into an alleyway, she pushed me behind her silently telling me to stay behind her, I stand there. I look to see a massive black dog, it started to growled more and attack. Mom push me out of the way the dog launched it on her she let out a blood curling scream, she kick the dog in the chest making it cry a little.

"Mom," I whisper. "Mommy?"

"My sweet baby girl here," Mom cries throwing a small charm of a flower, it hoop open and a bronze sword appeared. "Use it; I love you from the bottom of my heart sweet pea." Mom face went pale and blood was still come out of the slash the dog came her.

The dog growled at me getting ready to pouch but a boy jump off the roof top and impaled the dog with a sword. It turned to sand and disappeared. The boy turn to me, he had an olive skin tone with warm dark brown eyes; his hair was the same color. He was wearing jeans with black marks with a brown sweater, he had a black leather jacket on with tight black gloves he feet were cover by work boots.

"We need to get you to camp," He said offering a hand. "I won't hurt you."

"What- ju-just happen?" I asked feeling tears slipped down my face.

"I tell you everything went I get you to camp deal?" He asked.

"Deal," I muttered. "I'm Alexis."

"Gabriel," He said. "Just call me Gabe through it easier."

Gabe offered a hand; I shakily took it he helped me up, He let me walked over to Mom's dead body I closed her eyelids.

"Now what?" I asked tears still coming out.

"While we're going to take this," Gabe said leading me to the street he pulling out two golden coins and let in drop into a gutter. "Stêthi 'Ô hárma diabolês," A great mass of grey smoke came up and took a form of a grayish black taxi, Gabe open the door and push me in. He got in and slammed the door. "Half-Blood Hill, Farm Road 3.141 Long Island, New York."

There were no seatbelts but black chains that snaked on us. I saw three women's were driving, there started to drive crazy. I kept my eyes closed, not daring to look I felt the taxi from hell stop hard I hit the wall.

"Ow." I muttered holding my forehead.

"Are you alright?" I heard Gabe asked.

"I think so." I muttered.

The chains retract, and the door open Gabe slipped out offering me a hand which I told at once. We were on long island; cold wind was blasting me in the face. There was a giant hill in front us.

"Come on," Gabe said. "I need to get you to up to the boarders."

He offered a hand; I grabbed it as we made up to the hill. As we reach the top of the hill I could see Greek style buildings. We kept walking down the hill towards a large farm house painted white with blue shudders with a wrap around pouch. A weather veil was on top, there was a Centaur he had brown hair with a saggy beard, and he was wearing a leather shirt. His horse body was white, I didn't believe this I was dreaming all of this in my head.

"Stop." I whisper to myself.

"Stop what?" I heard Gabe asked.

My vision started to get worst; I blacked out welcoming the darkness like an old friend.

Ok that the end of chapter two! More is to come please review Thank you!