Found

Jacob

Going back to normal time always felt eerie. The woods twiddled in the wind making hush sounds that they always made. It looked no different from here or from this time period. Miss P was already walking over to the old orphanage, leaving soft tracks in the mud. I tried to keep pace with her. The key word is "tried." Her movements were swift and cat-like. You could have never known she was older if it wasn't for her spare gray hairs buried under her tight bun. "Do we even know where to look?" I huffed out.

"By the way she described the attack, we shouldn't be far." Few minutes passed when we found blood. It wasn't a lot, but it was still there. And, where there is blood, there is a body. The hollow's body was curled up in a fetus position, half its corpse together.

"So he actually did it." I bent down to get a better look, "How?"

Miss P arched over placing her fingers over its skin. When she removed them they were caked in dirt. A light smile stretched across her face. "Smart one."

"What?"

"He covered the thing in mud so he could see it. Pretty clever if you ask me." We hovered over the scene to find anything else. "He was hurt pretty bad. Look at this." She pushed back some plants that were sleek with a light red stain.

"How do you know?"

"The blood has a different color tint than the hollow," she shook her head, "It doesn't make sense, there's barely any trail of blood leading to town. But, here it looks bad."

I shook my head, "Well, we'll find out when we find him."

We made it to the edge of the woods and into the bleak looking town when Miss P stretched her hand over my chest. "Stay here."

"Why?"

"Because many people here remember you. They also remember you going missing after the murders happened."

"Oh," I slumped back against the tree, "just be careful."

She winked, "I'm always careful." She turned away and flew off in her bird form.

Percy

Percy searched the whole fuckin woods and couldn't find Annabeth and the others anywhere. Tired and hungry Percy sat in the corner of the bar listening to two drunk men talk about politics while he ate his meal. He had tried everything to find her, he asked the nymphs in the woods, irished messaged her and even risked a phone call. But, nothing. His head swam with a thought of Annabeth and his somewhat normal dream when a lady walked in.

She had a black dress on with black gloves loomed in a pocket. She had a sharp face that flowed with curves and edges showing hints of aging. Her black eyeliner was pulled back into a long thick wing on both of her eyelids. Bright red lips matched with a brighter set of blue eyes. And, she was staring straight at him.

"Enjoying your stay here?" She asked.

He didn't know what to say. She pulled a chair up to the table and just looked at him. "Not hungry?'

He stared down at his plate that was just pushed around pasta. "Long day, that's all," he forced out of his throat. Her eyes held a lazy gaze around the room looking for someone more interesting he hoped.

"Look Perseus, we need to talk."

Percy froze. No one called him that. Well, no one human. He didn't have time for this not now. His hand grazed into his pocket itching for his pen.

"Annabeth sent me to look for you." His attention shot back into focus, losing everyone around him except for the woman. His suspicions of her being some sort of monster melted away.

"Tell me everything."

Jacob

It was taking longer than he thought. The sun started to bleed from the sky leaving a tint color on the town. It really only had been months since he docked on the land with his father trying to find the history of his grandfather. He wondered if they remembered him. Of course, they remember you. People died. He thought of his family and wondered what they were doing. Did they miss him? Were they glad he was gone? The cold brought him back to where he was and his surrounding. If it was possible the town had gone more colorless than it was before. Jacob didn't know if he was comparing the town to its past self, or if it was truly sadder than he remembered. In the distance, two silhouettes of shadows peaked over the hill. One was Miss P and the other was probably Percy.

He wore a bright orange t-shirt with some casual jeans. His hair was jet black and was entangled like he hadn't slept. There were dark circles around his sea green eyes confirming his theory. His skin showed no sign of a fight except for a thin white scar across his clavicle running up his neck.

"We better hurry back. The kids must be worried." Miss P pushed past the two of us expecting us to follow. So we did.

"So, you're Jacob?" Percy asked.

"Ya, and you're Percy?" Percy just nodded and we continued to walk in silence.

We reached the cave like area when Percy asked, "So this is actually happening?"

"I beg your pardon?" Miss P turned to him.

"I mean, time travel?" He shook his head, "It's just hard to adjust to."

"Do you have any questions?" She asked.

"No, no we already went over it at the pub," he sighed.

"Ready?" But, instead of a verbal response, he just shook his head and we walked through.

I actually go this done before two weeks! I think that's how it will be now. So, I could finish the story in a good amount of time. I want your guy's opinion on what other perspectives I should write. I mostly write in Leo's and Nico's because they are the easiest for me, but I am up for any thoughts on that. I hope you guys are all well, and I will see you in the next update!