I stand there frozen, just like my nightmare.

'Kaylee! Move, now!' I tell myself, but my limbs are disobedient.

'Come on! MOVE!' My limbs obey, but it is too late. The Cyclops us bearing down on me and Michael is slumped against a tree moaning.

I scream but no one is there to hear it.

"Ha! Is the tiny demigod scared?" The Cyclops asks, mocking me. He picks me up and I hear a sickening crack right before my brain registers the pain.

I scream loud and clear. My arm is bent in the wrong angle and the pain is excruciating. This is not a dream, nightmare, or vision, but reality. A sick reality I am now apart of. I'm not imagining this Cyclops nor that he broke my arm and is going to eat me. No somehow he is real and not just a myth, unfortunately for me, I am not the hero who cleverly gets away. I am the person who needs rescuing and no one is here to play the hero part, so I'm as good as dead.

'But I want to live!'

I struggle against the Cyclops' grip, but it doesn't really help.

'Maybe I'll see my mom . . . but I want to live.'

I kick, scream, and do everything I can to get loose, but my efforts are futile. He just laughs. And I have had enough of his laughing so I do something about it.

I spit in his eye.

He roars in discomfort and drops me. Good . . . no bad. It was a five foot drop and I was unprepared and have a broken arm.

Goodie.

I fall to the ground and hiss in pain. I scramble away as fast a I can. I hear a roar and wince, slowly I look back and see a boy in all black attacking the monster.

I walk over to Michael hissing in pain. After I check that he is breathing, I check for wounds. Luckily, I find nothing except a bump on his head that will most likely leave a mark.

Suddenly a strong hand grips my rib cage and picks me up. For the second time that day I hear a sickening crack, except this time it hurts ten times worse.

I scream and tears are streaming down my face. I am to hurt and exhausted to fight so I can just pray that boy in black is still here to save me.

I hear a pained roar from the Cyclops and I feel air rushing past me, only to late did I realize what was happening.

I was falling.

I fell to the ground and the wind was knocked out of me. I laid there gasping for breath. The pain from my wounds was excruciating. It's hard for me to breathe it's like trying to breathe through smoke. Right before I pass out the boy comes and feeds me a tiny square. To my surprise it tasted like the muffins my mom used to make. I swallow and a warm fuzzy feeling goes through me. Much to my delight he feeds me another and all to soon it was gone.

I sit up and feel no pain. 'What the heck...'

"What was that stuff?"

"Ambrosia" the boy answers stuffing it back in his bag.

I stand up and brush the dirt off my pants. "Well do you..."

I look around and the boy was nowhere to be seen. "Where'd you go?"

I wait for an answer, but get none.

"Um, hello? Scary boy in black?"

No one answers me and I turn around and hear a loud, "WOOF!"

A blur of black and brown knocks me to the ground and starts licking me, covering me in slober.

"Ow, ow, ow! Okay magical ambrosia stuff didn't work." I say as the rhino sized dog pins me down. I hear a laugh and the boy in black is back. He whistles and the dog bounds over to him. I get up and try to wipe the enormous amount of slober off of me. Once I get most of it off I look up to see 'Boy in Black' putting Michael on the 'Rhino Dog's' back.

"So, . . ."

"Nico."

"So, Nico, where are you taking us exactly?"

"Somewhere."

I frowned at this, "Does somewhere have a name?"

"Yeah."

I crossed my arm, if only my eyes shot laser beams . . .

Nico whispered something in the dog's ear and she disappeared into the shadows.

You would think after all I've been through today that would be no big deal. WRONG!

"AHHHH! IT, SHE, IT . . ." I was at a lost of words.

"She was just shadow traveling." Nico looked around, grabbed my bag handed it to me and held out his hand. I just stared at it blankly. He sighed,

"Well are you going to take my hand or should I leave you out here?"

I stare at him blankly, "I just met you."

He stares at me, "And I just saved your life."

I sigh, "Touché"

I grab his hand and he just falls back, pulling me down with him.

"What the heck do you-" I say before we are sucked into darkness and my voice has been stolen from me. The world passes in a blur of colors, suddenly I find my self in the middle of some type of outside cafeteria with a bunch of people staring at us blankly. Some girls giggle and start whispering and I realize I'm still holding Nico's hand. I yank it away from him and cross my arms . . . well arm.

"Where the heck have you taken me?" I hiss into his ear. He looks at me weird and rubs his ear.

"Somewhere safe, and there is no need to get snappy about it."

I glare at him, I hate him. First I have a broken arm, probably a few broken ribs, then he freaks me out, has a giant dog sit on me, and takes me to some place with total strangers and he doesn't want me to be snappy. Hmm, let's see, is that a reasonable request. . . NO!

Suddenly the pain is back and I slump against him. "Ow, ow, ow!' I hiss in pain and look at my arm blood, lots of blood. That could be a problem.

My eyelids start to get heavy and I hear voices, but they are muffled and distant. I see a girl with brown hair lean over me and shout something, but darkness drags me under.

Hello, my lovelies! Sorry I have not updated in a while. Life has been busy with school and all my archery tournaments.

Thank you to all my reviewers!

Dear Anonymous, I'm sorry this seems kind of slow. :( Things should be coming along faster soon! But thank you for telling me! I appreciate it! :) I hope you like this chapter!

Disclaimer: If I owned PJO, Thalia would be my cuz, but sadly she is not. :( It all belongs to their rightful owners, but Kaylee and Michael are all mine! *pulls them into a hug, then goes and shoves them in pillow fortress* :D

Bye for now!