Okay so lettme explain this quickly.

All of this ExCePt one part is in third point of view.

The reason is because it's from Percy Jackson...and I like Rick's writing. (So I didnt wanna change it.) (:

I do admitt to adding a couple little sentences, but that's only because it had to sound like he had no idea who some people were...understand?

Wellp, heres the story. Enjoy:)

-Kayla

When Percy's eyes shut immediate darkness surrounded him. But that wasn't the only thing.

A bright orange illuminated his world, and a rush of heat washed over his body. Shortly after he found himself standing in the middle of no where. His shoes raped from his feet, and clothes tattered into pieces.

He took a step forward, almost instintely feeling the compression of sand on his feet. Despite having no idea where he was, yet again, it felt good.

"Percy" He heard a voice say. Unlike any other time when someone was talking to him, the voice didn't come from near by- just in his head. He gaped and looked around.

Once doing so he realized that this could only be one place- the desert.

"Percy" The voice whispered again. It almost tickled his ear, and he didnt like it. He did a 360, turning competely around.

"Yes?" He asked, to no direction in particular.

"Percy, where are you?" It asked. The voice belonged to a man, that's all he could make out.

"Here," He shouted in response "Im right here"

From the corner of his eye a small image came into site. He squinted his eyes to get a better look, only to have the picture in front of him sharply inhanced like a pair of binoculars.

A boy with curly brown hair, and whisps of a beard on his chin was muttering something to himself. If that wasn't strange enough, in his right hand he carried a shovel, digging up soil and tossing it to the side.

He looked like he was searching for something, and had been for a while. Beaded swet ran along the side of his face and Percy almost felt bad for the kid. Almost. If he was so hot why didn't he just go inside and cool off? Or maybe he couldnt. Maybe, like Percy, he was stuck in this dump. Maybe he had found the shovel somewhere and decided to try and dig his way out? Maybe he had already tried to run for miles. Maybe thats why the sweat outlined his face while he had barely dug a hole. Maybe if Percy got his attention he could ask him, or maybe even help him.

"Hey" Percy screamed. He could see the boy look up and around, and for a couple seconds he thought he had done it. But the boy just shook his head and continued digging.

"Hey" Percy repeated, but this time the boy made no indication of hearing him.

This frusterated Percy. Was he being ignored? Percy had a sudden urge to go and run up to the boy. Run up to him, shake his shoulders, and ask him what he was doing. Ask him where he was. But that dream was short lived.

As soon as Percy took the first step forward to go towards him, a voice whispered something he couldn't make out, and darkness swept him away.

_From Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief_First Point Of View_

Suddenly I was standing beside a man, and facing a girl.

"Annabeth" Mr. Brunner said to a blonde haired girl. How I knew his name, I didn't know.

She came forward and Mr. Brunner introduced us

"This young lady nursed you back to health, Percy. Annabeth my dear, why don't you go check on Percy's bunk? We'll be putting him in cabin eleven for now."

Annabeth said "Sure Chiron."

She was probably my age, maybe a couple inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. With her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty but intimidating too, as if she were analyzing the best ways to take you down in a fight.

She stared at the Minotaur horn in my hands, then back at me. I imagined she was going to say, you killed a Minotaur! Or Wow, you're so awesome? Or something like that for some reason.

Instead she said, "You drool when you sleep." And the last thing I saw was her blonde hair flashing off into another direction.

Percy woke up grasping the sand at his sides. The rain had stopped, the sun had carelessly made its way out over head, and he couldn't shake out the strange feeling that he was being watched.

He made nothing of it though, standing up. Despite everything he'd gone through previously this day- he felt like he wasn't supposed to be here. Not Virginia here, but with these people here.

It didn't feel right. Like he was breaking all the rules.

Most of all…

Where was that strange boy from his dream? The pretty girl with the blonde hair? The teacher with the back of a horse? Nothing made sense at all.

Percy looked around, trying to gain his sense of direction back.

To the right was a tree line that went on in front of him for a bit until it slowly curved into a trail. To the left of him stood all three ships- still in tack, all in perfect condition. The water around it was blue, and the waves gently caressed the shore as if the fight hadn't happened at all.

Maybe it hadn't. Maybe he had just gone crazy. Maybe it was just all realistic dreams.

As much as he tried to hold on to the idea it was possible, the passed out girl laying on her back beside him made him beg to differ.

Her hair sprawled out in different directions around her, almost making her look like an exotic mermaid.

He wanted to shake her and egg her on to get up, but something stopped him.

He liked the way she slept. The small huffs of breathe heard from her breathing.

It made her look at peace, unlike any other moment that day.

Suddenly he heard the sound of feet moving, and looked in front of himself.

Zero slowly walked towards him, sword in hand.

"We got to get out of here" he said.

Percy nodded, knowing that he was right. Just because those things had left them alone didn't mean others weren't close behind. And he didn't exactly think if there were more they'd be as nice as the other two had been.

"Yeah," He muttered, kicking a nearby rock "What about Hallie?"

Zero sighed, and pushed his sword into a sheath hanging off his back. Percy didn't know why he hadn't seen it before, but let the question drift to the back of his head. He knew he'd ask the boy later.

"I'll get her," Zero replied, kneeling down beside her and holding the girl like a baby in his arms "You're not in the best condition right now since this is the first time using your powers. You'll get use to the loss of energy source, but it won't be easy." He said, not looking Percy in the eyes.

Percy nodded, wondering strangely were they were going to go.

I mean, it would be kind of hard to just walk back up to his class mates after that fight like nothing had happened. Plus he could hear sirens in the distance- which is never a good sign.

"Where too" He asked, shifting his weight from leg to leg.

Zero sighed again, "As much as I hate to say it- I have to take you to New Rome. It'll probably be the safest place for you two right now. I'll pick you up once I find my sister."

Percy looked at him, bewildered, if Zero was going on a quest- he wanted to help.

"I'll go with you" He retorted, but could already see the other boy shaking his head.

"It's too dangerous. You're not trained and you have little to no energy." Zero pressed

"Then teach me. I have a feeling this could help with my memories. Maybe you could tell me stories and stuff about my pa-

"Percy, I don't know how to tell you this. But I don't even know who you are." Zero said, shutting his eyes tight.

Percy took a step back and looked at him.

"I thought you said you knew me. That Hallie knew me" Percy said

"Hallie thinks she knew you. She really has no idea who you are. I don't know where those memories of you came from, excpecially being as strong as they were….but- I know how they formed. And that's enough for me to not question anything else."

"How did they form?"

"The mist. It's what protects humans from seeing what's really in front of them. If a ten foot monster came up to us right now, we could fight it. Too our other class mates though, it might just look like a little dog. Harmless enough to play with." Zero explained, like he had said the sentence more than enough times.

Percy stood in his position, to angry to say anything. Too angry too do anything. This guy in front of him had lied about who he was and about who Percy was. How could Percy know he would take him somewhere safe, instead of roasting him in front of a fire.

After a couple seconds of all the possible solutions Percy decided it would be best to just go with the flow. He looked at Zero and asked, "How do we get there?"

Zero smiled, pointing to one of the boats docked in front of them. "How else?"

Please Read && Review? Shanks!

-Kayla