AN: PEOPLE, I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!!!

Max's POV

"Trust Seaweed Brain to find one of the worst monsters in all of Tartarus." Annabeth said. We were sitting inside the Cullen's house, scarfing down some lunch that Iggy, Edward, and Bella had made. I never knew vampires could cook. That's right, vampires. Now we've thrown in demigods. What's next?

"What do you mean?" I asked. Despite the fact that I'd known her for all of twenty minutes, Annabeth and I were getting along great. Which is rare, because I can count the number of people I'm on good terms with, including my Flock, without having to use my toes.

"Well, Percy probably has the worst luck of anyone I've ever met. Well, him and Thalia."

"Talking about me?" a girl with black hair said as she walked in. She had shocking blue eyes.

"Just how you and Percy seem to have the worst luck in the world."

"Well, what about you? You have to become best friends with the two of the only three surviving half-blood children of the Big Three, one of which is probably the subject of-"

"Thalia!" Annabeth cautioned, looking at me.

"What? The subject of what?" I said.

"We're not allowed to tell you," Annabeth said. "I'm sorry."

"Why not?" I demanded. One of the things I hate most in the world is not knowing something.

"The gods don't want us to."

"So, anyway, Lady Artemis and the other hunters should be here in a week. They're following something big, and Lady Artemis doesn't want to lose the trail." Thalia said.

"Who's Lady Artemis?"

"Do you know anything about the Greek gods at all?"

"No. I spent the first few years of my life in a dog crate, and the rest of it hiding from people, if you can call them that, who wanted to put me back into said dog crate."

"Lady Artemis is the goddess of the hunt."

"How do you know her, then?"

Her eyes narrowed at me. "I am her lieutenant," she hissed at me, then walked out the door.

"Don't worry," Annabeth said, "you can make Thalia or Percy mad, just don't make them mad at the same time. And whatever you do, don't make them mad at each other, if you want the planet to exist beyond tomorrow."

I laughed, but she sounded dead serious. "Why don't I want them mad at each other?"

"Let's just say that the last time children of the Big Three got into a fight, World War II happened."

"Wait, that was caused by half-bloods? What are the Big Three, anyway?"

"The Big Three are the three sons of Kronos: Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. World War II was caused by the children of Zeus and Poseidon fighting the children of Hades. That's just one example."

"But that was with all three. If Percy and Thalia are the only ones here, and Percy isn't even here."

"Well, we actually know a child of Hades, and I don't even want to think about how ugly that could get." And I thought my life was weird.

"So, what are doing here, anyway?" I asked.

Her eyes got really sad. "Chiron told us to come here. The Titans captured our camp."

"Who are the Titans?"

"They are against Olympus. Their leader is Kronos." She changed the subject abruptly. "What happened to Percy?"

"After that. . . what did you call it?" "Kampe" "Yeah, Kampe, stopped following us, he landed, got off the Pegasus, and jumped into a lake. He didn't come up for a while, so I had assumed he drowned. There was nothing I could do." I noticed Annabeth cracking up. "What?"

"It's just the thought of Percy drowning," she said, in between laughs.

"Okay, most people don't laugh at the thought of their boyfriend drowning."

That sobered her up. "He's not my boyfriend. He's just a friend."

I raised my eyebrow. "Sure, that's what they all say." She rolled her eyes.

"So, what about you and Fang, huh?" she said.

I blushed. "What do you mean? There is no Fang and I."

"That blush says otherwise." Dang!

"Is it that obvious?"

"Yes."

"Just like how I know you and Percy should be together, and haven't even seen you two at the same time yet?"

"I'm going for a walk." She stalked outside. I followed her, but sat down on the porch. I watched the other demigods go about their business, which looked pretty strange to me, when I noticed someone standing behind Annabeth.

The figure was standing funny, like one of his legs hurt or something. He reached out, and put a hand on her shoulder. Annabeth jumped a foot in the air, whirled around, and tackled him to the ground.

I ran over to see if she needed any help. Apparently not, because she had a knife at his throat and had him pinned to the ground. Note to self: Never startle Annabeth.

"Gods, Annabeth, do you always have to attack me?" Surprisingly, Annabeth got off of him, and pulled him to his feet. Then she hugged him. What kind of planet do we live on, anyway? Annabeth attacks a guy, lets him go, then hugs him?

He looked at me. "What are you doing here?" That's when I recognized him. He was the guy who had been running from Kampe.

"Taking a vacation." He rolled his eyes. "Who are you, anyway?"

"Percy Jackson. Who are you?"

"Maximum, or Max, Ride."

Annabeth looked towards Percy. "Percy, you need to sit down. You're hurt."

He shrugged. "It's nothing. I just twisted my ankle." Sure. He was having trouble not falling over.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Right, it's nothing. That's why you're about to fall over. Give it up, Seaweed Brain."

"Nope," he said, "I'll go jump in the river."

Annabeth sighed and rolled her eyes. Muttering something about a stubborn Seaweed Brain, she helped him over to the wide river. She pushed him in.

He stayed under for about five seconds, then a huge wave of water propelled him out, perfectly dry. He walked over to us without as much as a limp.

"You guys are freaks," I said.

"Get used to it."

AN: Definitely one of my favorite chapters to write.