A/N:

Hey Guys!

HAPPY NEW YEARS!

I hope you enjoyed the last chapter, because I really enjoyed writing it. I love writing sassy Percy and making up substitutions for swear words (because my swearing days are over.) I also am using "Black" Grover (a.k.a, the Grover from the movie) because I just love him so much more than the book Grover. He funny, sarcastic, confident, and just better in every way.

So yeap! And for the pairing (I'm just going to get this out of the way now.)... I don't know if I'll do a Percabeth, Pertemis, Perlia, Perzoe, Perincia, or PerOC... or might just not have one at all... and to everybody who's wondering/hoping, I wont be doing any parings like Perico, Peruke, Percon, aka, no Guy x Guy shippings, because I just don't roll like that and I wouldn't feel comfortable doing that... and I wouldn't have any idea how to do it in the first place... or I might just make Percy forever alone.

O_O

I'm evil like that.

Once again, I looked in my inbox and there was more liked and more Favorited notifications from readers! Thank you SO much for liking and favoriting my story! I sincerely hope that it meets all of your guys's expectations!

And I apologize for not updating. I had some complications the past few days with my internet, but its fixed. So yeap!

Well, Here is the next chapter!

Read and enjoy!

Recap...

"Percy! HEADS UP!" Grover yelled from the door, with Mr. Brunner accompanying him. "En Garde Mr. Jackson! For the pen... is mightier... than the sword."

Percy reached up and grabbed the object that was sailing towards him. In his hand, was a three foot long, leaf shaped sword; The very sword that Mr. Brunner brought to class every once in a while.

"DIIIIEEEEEE!"

Percy turned his attention to Mrs. Dodds, who was flying straight at him. Time slowed once more, and this time, Percy gripped the sword and sprinted straight at her. When he was roughly five feet away, Percy jumped into the air, and time resumed. Mrs. Dodds screamed and opened her mouth impossibly wide as to bit Percy, but she was too slow. Percy brought the sword down, right on top of Mrs. Dodds, cleaving her in half. She screamed in pain as she shot past him in two flame coated pieces.

When Percy turned around to she if she was dead or not, all he saw was a pile of golden dust, some scorch marks, and Mr. Brunner.

"Ah. Mr. Jackson, my pen. Next time, would you please bring your own writing utensils to class?"

Percy looked down at his hand, and where the sword had once been, was a bronze, ballpoint pen.

Percy looked around in wonder, only one thought on his mind. 'What happened?'

Present...

"Mr. Jackson? My pen, if you would."

"Huh?"

Mr. Brunner chuckled at Percy's intelligent response and asked once more, "My pen, if you would be so kind."

"Oh yea," handing the pen back to him, Percy asked, "Mr. Brunner?"

"Yes, Percy?"

"What happened to Mrs. Dodds?" Percy starred at his Latin teachers, honest confusion on his face. "I'm sorry my boy... but, who?"

Percy stared at his teacher to see if he was pulling his leg or not. Mr. Brunner's face was politely concerned and confused, as if he really didn't know who Mrs. Dodds was. "Mrs. Dodds," Percy began, using his hands to help make his point, "The evil demon math teacher from darkness its self? The mean-enough-to-ride-a-Harley-into-your-locker, 0-out-of-5-possible-fruit-arrangements-on-your-head-in-a-Brazilian-dance-kind-of-way-on-the-Percy Jackson-Mamba-Mometer hot Mrs. Dodds?"

Mr. Brunner blinked several times and stared wide eyed at Percy, wondering if the boy was self medicating, or if he had a concussion or some other type of mental injury.

"You know!? The teacher that exploded into a shower of flames and had the bat wings, fiery claws, glowing red eyes, terrible breath, horns, and was trying to kill me not even five minutes ago?"

Again, more blinking from the middle-aged teacher.

"The other chaperone on this trip?"

Again. Blinking. Percy was tempted to lean in closer to see if he would feel any breeze coming from Mr. Brunner's eyes at the frequency that he was blinking.

"You know? ... You don't know, do you."

Mr. Brunner shook his head slowly, "I'm sorry my boy, but I'm afraid I do not know who you are referring to. Are you unwell though? You seem a bit shaken and unsteady."

Percy shook his head. "No, I'm fine... I think. Thank you for asking though."

Turning sharply on his heel, Percy walked out of the door, step-in-roll with Mr. Brunner. But before he left the room where his demon math teacher had tried to kill him, he looked over his shoulder and saw the scorch marks beginning to fade away, and the rubble repairing itself. Blinking several times, Percy stared wide eyed at the once battle scarred room, only to find it in pristine condition as if all he and Mrs. Dodds did in there was actually talk. Something poked at his mind, almost as if someone was trying to force his brain to forget the events that had happened in there. Shaking he head as to get rid of the prodding at his brain, Percy jogged to catch up with Mr. Brunner, and got there quicker than he expected. Stumbling past his teacher and outside the front doors of the museum, Percy made a mental bet that every person who saw him probably thought that he had a hangover or was currently intoxicated.

Shaking his head once more, Percy looked down at his left hand and noticed that his vision was blurred... or was his hand vibrating? Percy looked over at the nearest object, which was a black crow. The bird cocked it's head and gave Percy a 'What you lookin' at weirdo?' look before flying away. Following it as it flew away, Percy noticed that it wasn't blurred or vibrating. 'So, my hand IS vibrating!' and with that thought, he looked down at his hand.

Which was resting completely normally in his other hand, not moving whatsoever. It actually looked kinda dead and lifeless.

'Great' Percy thought, 'Now I'm going crazy.' and with that thought weighing on his mind, he set off down the stairs. Once he reached the bottom, he was stopped by Nancy Bobofit. "I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped your but."

Percy starred at her, "Who the cuss is Mrs. Kerr? Do you mean Mrs. Dodds?"

Nancy rolled her eyes and walked away, clothes still dripping wet, grumbling about stupid idiots. Percy watched her leave and after several minutes of standing still, contemplating reality, he shrugged and walked off, deciding that the entire Latin class was just playing a prank on Percy. It'd happened to another student before, and Percy wouldn't be surprised if the victim was him this time. Deciding that he wasn't going to be fooled by the prank, Percy went around as normal.

Until he met Mrs. Kerr.

She was a short, bubbly, thin blonde woman, that was constantly smiling. After she had introduced herself to Percy when he asked who she was and offered him some ibuprofen when he said his head was hurting, Percy decided that he liked Mrs. Dodds much, much better; fiery whip, bad breath, and demon claws in all. So when it was time to leave, Percy made sure to sit as far away from the perky blonde as possible. She seriously annoyed him, almost to the point where he preferred Nancy to her... she was just too NICE to say anything mean back to her, it would make Percy feel bad if he did.

When Grover sat down next to Percy, he decided to quiz his best friend and see if he would tell him if this was all just a prank and that Mrs. Dodds was secretly hiding underneath his seat (Which would make him scream like a girl and put his feet up on his chair, because holy cow, that women had bad breath, and he didn't want it to ruin his magical non stinky feet.) and that Mrs. Kerr was actually just an upper class man pretending to be a teacher. When he asked, Grover looked at him panicked, and Percy knew he struck gold.

That was until his best friend looked underneath his seat and sighed, "Nope! No demon math teachers underneath the seat! We're good."

Percy grin got larger at this, "HAHA! SO you admit!? THERE WAS a Mrs. Dodds once."

Grover had the nerve to look offended. "I never said that."

"But you checked underneath the seat to see if she was there, and if you didn't believe that she was a real person, you wouldn't have looked so panicked when I said that."

"Hey man, math teachers are demons just by definition, and to have one who is actually a demon, well, you better believe that I'm gonna check underneath the seat."

"But how did you know she was a real demon, because I never told you that?"

"Um.."

"You're a LIAR!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"SHUT UP YOU TWO!"

The two boys looked up at the front of the bus only to find every set of eyes on them. Percy, realizing that he hadn't done his signature move of flopping backwards, quickly did it and yelled "DELAYED REACTION!"

Grover snorted and started turn red in attempts to keep cool.

Percy looked at his friend for several moments, then decided to look out the window of the bus. He didn't feel like talking anymore. He knew that Grover knew who he was talking about, but he didn't understand why he wouldn't tell him that he did. It's not like anything bad would come from it if he did.

Right?

Percy closed his eyes and leaned against the window, the steady hum of the bus slowly lulling him to sleep. As he slept, he dreamed of demon math teachers, transforming pen-swords, and moving at super-sonic speeds.

Test were terrible.

The only thing Percy hated more than test was studying for it.

Which was why he was currently roaming the halls of the school, searching for Mr. Brunner, hoping that his Latin teacher could give him some helpful insight on the test and what it might be like.

After making his way around the school twice, Percy decided to check his office once more, before heading back to his dorm with the decision of winging the test the next day. When he turned the corner to his office, he noticed that the door was slightly open and that the lights were on.

YES! SCORE!

Picking up his pace, Percy was about to knock on the door when he heard voices.

"But Chiron... we need to take him back to camp, they've found him, and they'll probably send more monsters."

"No... it's best to leave him in a blissful unawareness, if he finds out who he really is, then they will begin to come to him on their own, without the direction from any deities. The Winter Solistice deadline is still a few days away, he will be safe until then."

'Deities? Monsters? A Camp? Deadlines? What the heck are the talking about?'

"It didn't work on him... you know that, right? He is getting curious, suspicious."

"I know... I'm just hoping that if we keep up the charade, that he will begin to believe that Mrs. Dodds really wasn't a teacher here."

Percy stood up straighter than a 2x4, he knew that Mrs. Dodds had been a teacher here, and was about to fist pump when he heard something that sounded like a nervous bleat, "Can you believe it though? A Kindly One here? Especially that one?"

"Yes... let's just be thankful that Percy was able to dispel it before it permanently dispelled him."

Percy froze at that... they were talking about him.

Freaked out passed that of what he had been earlier that same day, Percy turned on his heel and bolted down the hall, dropping his book by the door in the process. Realizing his mistake, Percy turned around to grab it, only to stop dead in his tracks when he head the click-clack of what he assumed were either hooves, or really, really thick high heels. Suddenly, a shadow crept from the door, the small light illuminating the hallway just enough for Percy to be able to see the huge shadow of what appeared to be a man riding a horse, holding a rather large bow in his hands, arrow notched, and ready to be loosed.

"I thought I heard something... blast my nerves. They haven't ever been completely calm since that council meeting."

Once the shadow turned back inside and the door closed, Percy turned around, sprinted down the halls, and didn't look back.

The next few days were hectic to say the least.

With the Semesters finals being taken that very week, everybody was in mad study mode, even Nancy Bobofit had stopped bulling Percy and Grover on a daily basis and devoted all of her energy to studying.

Percy, on the other hand, couldn't care less about the exams. Whenever he studied, timed seemed to stop, and when he finished, barely any time had passed at all. So, he eventually decided that he was studying wrong and that he would study twice for each exam then never touch the subject again. His dyslexia made it harder to study, but ever since the day in the museum, he had gotten better at reading, and the words seemed to only tread water, not swim off the page. Math had become less time consuming, still hard, but he was solving the equations inside his head faster than he had before.

Maybe his demon math teacher had awoken an constant adrenaline stream coursing through his body, making all of his systems work better... or maybe the dust she had exploded into had seeped into his body and he had some weird demon math teacher presence inside him now.

Oh goodness... that was be terrible...

Shuddering, Percy sat down in his seat in Mr. Brunner's class and slammed his head onto his desk. It hurt, but Percy was so tired and wiped out from all of the test that he had taken this week that his nerves were pretty much fried to the point of not working. "You look dead Perce."

Percy turned his head to look at his best friend, "Looks can be deceiving... but in this case, they are leading you to the truth. I'm considering asking Mrs. Kerr for that ibuprofen now, I wonder if she still has some."

Grover chuckled at Percy's response, "Lighten up, my dude. It's the last day and the last exam. After this, we're home free."

"Amen brother, A- to the M.E.N."

Grover sat down and pulled out an apple, munching on it as he waited for class to start. Flipping his head so that is was facing the desk again, Percy closed his eyes once more and began to drift off.

Red eyes stared at him through the helmet, full of hate and malice, slowly getting bigger and bigger until they were practically on top of him. Percy screamed and covered his face with his arms only to find that he was in a different room, and that the man was nowhere to be seen. "DIEEEEEE!" Turning around, Percy's eyes widened at the sight of his math teacher lunging at him, red eyes full of hate and bloodlust.

red eyes...

Red. Eyes...

RED! EY-

"Alright class! Good afternoon! I apologize for being late, but I'm afraid that I had a small problem with the printer and its willingness to give up the copies for your test. But, no worries class, for I do indeed have your test, and we shall begin them now, because as to my knowledge, as soon as you are finished with your test, you are free to do as you wish until the bell rings." Mr. Brunner rolled in with a small smile on his face, his voice knocking Percy out of his dream state and bringing him back to real life.

A mixed collection of sighs of relief, groans of annoyance, and snores could be heard throughout the classroom at his announcement. Percy, personally, didn't care, he just wanted to rest.

"So, without further a due, I'll pass out the exams, and once everybody has one, you may begin."

Once the first test was handed out, a silence began to envelope the room as the class entered testing mode. Once Percy got his, looked around, found that everybody had one, opened the test booklet, and began, time slowing to a crawl without him noticing. Once he finished, Percy raised his hand and Mr. Brunner rolled over. "Yes Percy? Do you have a question?" he whispered, stroking his beard slowly and lovingly, as if it was his first child.

"Umm... Yeaaas... What do we do with the test when were done with it."

Mr. Brunner stared at him in surprise, and a bit of pride as well. Percy looked around the room and saw that the smartest kind in the class had was only on her third page. "Are you done my boy?" Mr. Brunner asked softly.

Percy nodded slowly, he had checked his answers several times and was confident that those were the right answers. Mr. Brunner smiled at Percy, patted his shoulder and replied, "Just keep it with you until everyone else is done."

He nodded and gently put his hand on his desk, drifting off to sleep once more, and this time, red eyes did not plague his visions.

A/N: Hey guys!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Sorry for the delayed update. I've just been really tired and kinda down these past few days, so yea.

Hope you guys enjoy the chapter, it's not very long, or (in my opinion) very good, but it's kinda a boring part of the story to be honest.

Well, I'll see you guys next chapter!

ADIOS!