How are y'all doing? I feel like I haven't posted in forever! I hope y'all like this chapter! On a completely unrelated note my birthday's coming up! YAY!

I can't believe it. I knew that we were going too fast. It just didn't make sense. I feel- I don't know what I feel. I-I-I-

Placing down my pen, I stop writing. Tears leak onto the paper. Why am I crying? It's not like I'm in love with Percy or anything. I literally just met him earlier today. I pick up my pen again.

I think that it was just me. I am the one with the problem. I was the one reading into everything. I clearly need to get over myself. Maybe now isn't the time for romance; maybe it isn't my time yet. Maybe I'm just unloveable.

My phone vibrates; it's Derek.

Derek:

I'm outside.

I put my journal into my backpack and get up with a groan. At least I know Derek won't ask me a bunch of questions. I don't even know what the pack and Percy are doing right now. Are they still chit-chatting with him? Did they shun him? Threaten him on my behalf? I'm torn; I don't want them to become best friends with him, but at the same time I don't want them to bully him either.

Walking out into the parking lot, I see the black camaro. One of Derek's arms is hanging out of the window and the other is on the steering wheel; he has his signature sunshades on. I open the door and climb into the car. He turns the key and we begin driving.

I have decided to not focus on my misfortune and begin questioning Derek about why he was down in the dumps this morning. "So, why were you so grumpy this morning?"

He answers, "I wasn't 'grumpy'." He's going down the route of denial, I see. It isn't just a river in Egypt. Even the most sour of the sourwolves experience it. Derek's living proof.

I roll my eyes. "You were so weird this morning; and don't try to pretend that you weren't. What happened? And what's going to happen at the pack meeting?"

He exhaled heavily. "I was concerned because I had a meeting with Peter." Uh oh. 'Meetings' with Peter are awkward and uncomfortable, no matter what the topic or the person. I think- no I know that he likes to freak people out. However, despite his general creepiness, we keep him around because he tends to know a lot about the supernatural; he's one of those necessary evils.

"And what did the meeting entail?" I question.

By this time we've pulled up to Scott's house and are just sitting in the driveway. Unbuckling his seatbelt he turns toward me, "It turns out there is a new supernatural in town."

"Okay," I reply. "And this is different than every other one because?" I drag the 'because'.

This time he rolls his eyes. Okay, then Derek, "It's different because this isn't something we've confronted before because-"

I cut him off, "You always say that. Are you sure it isn't another type of werewolf or were-something? Anyway, I'm sure we can handle it whatever it is."

He stares at me as if he wants to kill me; I know that he doesn't really though. I still shut up. He starts up again, "As I was saying, this creature is different from all the rest because it's half god."

I choke a little. "What?" I'm astonished. What is Derek saying? This doesn't make sense. The gods don't exist. "Like Olympian gods? You must be joking!"

He growls, "Stiles, why would I joke about this?"

How does he even know Peter isn't lying to him for some sick personal enjoyment. "Are you seriously trying to tell me that Zeus and Hades and Artemis, like exist?" For some reason there was thunder, which is weird because the sky is blue and the sun is out. There's no sign of an impending storm.

He takes his his shades off and stares into my eyes, "That's exactly what I'm saying."

Scrunching my face, I ask him, "Okay. Say if I believed you. Why is this- this-" What's the name of a child of a god? Umm...oh yeah! A demigod. Man, I love Greek mythology. "Why is this demigod a threat?"

He smiles a little and responds, "That's the thing. The demigod isn't a threat to 's what's a threat to them that we're worried about."

He looks serious. I try to remember the troubled that demigods faced from mythology, but I'm coming up with a blank. "What's a threat to them?" I ask, hoping that he knows.

"That's our problem," he says. "We don't know."

The whole pack is sitting around Scott's living room. The TV is playing some random reality show softly in the background. Luckily no one has mentioned my sudden departure from 4th block. They're probably all thinking about it though. I need to stop. I'm freaking myself out. I'm completely over it though. Seriously, I am.

Lydia looks up from where she was searching demigods on google. At first our attention was devoted to the bestiary, but we quickly abandoned that topic because demigods are not animals; therefore, they aren't in the bestiary. "Okay. So, there isn't enough information on demigods to get a clear understanding of what they face, but I think that they fight standard Greek monsters."

Alison pipes up, "Like the Minotaur and the Hydra?" She looks a little too excited.

Lydia nods. Scott looks puzzled, "How do you know that?" He asks Allison.

She grins and answers, "Besides the fact that these are basic Greek monsters? I'm a hunter. I hunt the supernatural."

He laughs and says, "Oh yeah. That makes sense." Then they proceed to make googly, love bird eyes at each other.

Bump love and happiness! You know...Maybe I'm not over it. C'mon it's only been like four hours can you blame me?

Derek gets up and stands in the middle of the room. "With what little information we have, keep your eyes open. The faster we find the demigod, the faster we can convince them to leave so that the monsters don't show up."

"What are we going to do with the demigod?" Boyd asks.

"Not kill him or her!" Scott interjects. Everyone rolls their eyes. Without Scott, I'm pretty sure our pack would be a bunch of heartless people with no moral compass.

Derek growls at Scott then glares at him, "We won't kill the demigod; at most, we'll detain them and convince them to leave-".

"I'm good with detaining," Jackson adds unnecessarily. Everything he does in unnecessary. His breathing is unnecessary. I am being unnecessarily mean.

Isaac nods along with Jackson. Erica just sits with her legs crossed and chews gum. I think now is when I say something.

"I think that we should just continue on with our lives. The demigod hasn't shown themselves yet and there hasn't been any mysterious killings so, for the time being, we're temporarily safe. However, as Derek said, we should still stay on high alert." Everyone agrees with me and we all begin to go our separate ways.

Derek, Boyd, Erica, and Isaac all leave together. Derek's going to drop Boyd off at his house and then take the other two home with him. Lydia, Allison, and Jackson all leave to go watch 'The Notebook'.

I flop down onto one of the couches and turn the TV up. Just as I was getting into the show, Scott disrupts my view.

He pushes my legs off of the couch and sits next to me. A 'best-bro-talk' must be about to occur.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"You know what," He answers.

I raise an eyebrow, "I can't read minds."

He smirks. "Tell me about Percy Jackson."

Done! I hope that was alright.; it's currently like one in the morning,and I'm so tired. I hope y'all like it! This is when the real Percy Jackson Universe comes in to play; I'm so excited! Feedback is key; it helps drive the story.