Grover~

"Come on Tyson! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!" I yelled as I ran with the speed filled of coffee, enchiladas and Pan, twisting and turning in the maze before I heard the voices of two teens. I froze; it could be some of Krono's army! Tyson frozen behind me and pulled out his club and I got out my reed pipes.

"Thalia! Shut up! I can feel someone else in the shadows!" a boy's voice said and I breathed out a sigh of relief. Wait, what did he mean feel things in the shadows?

"Thalia! Nico! It's just me and Tyson!" I called and suddenly Nico and Thalia were next to us, putting away their weapons.

"Great," Thalia muttered. "None of us have done anything except run into each other." I shook my head excitedly.

"No actually—"

"Shh!" Nico growled. "I can feel someone else…" I looked at Thalia and she grinned a little. She bent over,

"Nico told me, he's a son of Hades." I stared at her bug eyed. What? Thalia grinned, "Yeah and Percy knew, I'm still trying to figure out how they knew each other and—"

"I said shut up!" Nico snapped but not before sending Thalia an apologetic look. Nico tensed before whipping around and kicking something and suddenly there was a soft moan. Everyone froze and I hoped he didn't just kick Pan.

"Wh-what? What's going on? Where am I? Why is it so dark?" A familiar voice asked. I stopped.

"Chris, Chris, is that you?" Thalia began to light the hall with a fist of lightning and there in the dark, bloodied and bruised, sat Chris Rodriguez. When he saw us he jumped back against the walls and wailed in fear.

"Stop! Please I'm sorry! Just don't hurt Clarisse! Don't kill her! Not Travis! No, not Conner! Please stop! Get away!"

"Chris, stop. We're not going to hurt you and we're not going to hurt Clarisse, Travis, Conner or anyone else from camp." Thalia said quietly.

"But—But what about the spy?" He squeaked. We shared a look, what spy?

"Chris, what spy?"

He whimpered, "Lee. Lee Fletcher." Then he passed out, blood seeping through his shirt.

Annabeth~

I had surprised myself when I went over to Percy and curled up into his side instead of Ian's, I surprised myself when I felt like defending Percy when Percy had Ian by the collar, but I really surprised myself when I felt a strange boiling feeling in the pit of my stomach, and my gut clenched when Percy talked about this Mary girl, like just her name. But when Ian talked about her like she was the most beautiful person on the freaking planet all I cared about was the fact that Percy might think the same about her.

What the hell was going on?

I know my feelings for Ian have decreased a lot and I know I really want to get to know Percy but could I be feeling something stronger than a crush for Percy? I mean, duh, he's good-looking, hot, Adonis sexy, for gods sake but he's also really sweet, funny, caring, and understanding, though he does have those moments where he looks like he might kill someone (Ian) and I have a feeling he easily could. Damn Aphrodite...

Another thing that's been bothering me is A) how the hell did a son of Poseidon last this long without camp especially during the second Titan war! B) He hasn't seem fazed about the whole 'one of your parents is a divine being' or about the war, it's like he knew about both of them already! And C) He knows Nico. How the hell does he know Nico? And I think he knows Nico's parent too… And I wonder who this Mary girl is and what she means to Percy…

A beeping noise broke me out of my Athenian child thoughts that sadly have all kind of been focused around Ian lately. I looked at the GPS in my hands, the screen was flashing and some words appeared, it said 'You have reached your destination!'

Original. I thought snidely.

I looked back over at the two sons of Poseidon. Ian was sulking, his nose still broken and blood was crusted on his face, and silently I wondered why I ever had a crush on him.

And Percy, who was looking as cool as ever, his face, was almost impassive except for the small twitch of his lips when he looked at Ian's nose. Percy's black eyes were distant… his eyes always confused me. Shouldn't they look like Ian's eyes?

Ian's eyes have nothing compared to the eyes Percy had, after all he is my favorite son. A strong, male voice said in my head. I stifled a gasp, Lord Poseidon? I swear I heard him chuckle in my head.

I cannot tell you much, for Percy must be the one to tell, but I'll tell you this: Thy favorite son, the prophesied one, has finally returned to the sea. I could feel him leave my head in a burst of sea mist.

Great another prophecy, then again I don't think this is a prophecy but more of a riddle. I thought about it, I mean Lord Poseidon just said that Percy was, still is, his favorite son so obviously the riddle is about Percy.

What does he mean the prophesied one? I mean, isn't Ian older? Or how could've Percy lived for so long not only outside of camp but as the child of the prophecy too? It's unheard of.

But then again we don't know Percy's age or birthday, and he hasn't said anything about it… I wonder if Nico knows… And Chiron, Mr. D too! Now that I think about it I bet they do know and if Percy is older than Ian, but isn't saying anything about it means Percy probably knows the prophecy—The Great Prophecy!

If it's true, which I really hope it isn't because that means that Percy will be the one to die. And Ian, he's an idiot, he doesn't even know the prophecy except from the fact that there is one and it is, er, was about him!

I thought back to what Lord Poseidon said earlier, 'has returned to the sea?' and what did he mean about Percy had had better sea green eyes than Ian? What happened to him?

I set my jaw, I'm pretty sure I knew the riddle, but I had to know what happened to Percy? About his eyes, about how he knew Nico, about who the hell is Mary, why he wasn't at camp, the prophecy, and how all of the gods we've run into know him! It also made me think back to that crazy accusation Ian made about Percy being a monster. Was it possible? But I don't think he has plans to kill us (well, maybe Ian) or attack camp…

I glared at my feet; I kept getting more questions and no answers! I hate not knowing, it's an Athena thing.

"Annabeth, hey, Anna? Any one home? Hellloo?" Percy asked waving a hand in front of my face. I jumped back in surprise, "The GPS is still beeping, are we there?" I nodded numbly, noticing Percy was rather close to me, like his face was a couple inches from mine. My breath hitched and my cheeks brightened in embarrassment.

"Uh, um, yeah. We are." I stuttered out feeling like an idiot. He smiled,

"Awesome, now we can figure out what the hell is going on in this forge." He said as we quickly made our way into the forge. We could still hear something working here so they hadn't noticed us yet. I waved to the sons of the sea as we maneuvered farther into the forge, stopping when we came to the base of the noise.

Telekhines, everywhere.

"Hurry up, you idiot! Or the master will kill us all!" one of them grunted. Another snarled,

"Do you want me to mess up the greatest Titan weapon ever forged? Then we'd really be dead!"

The first one gave a barking laugh, "A great weapon it will be, so don't screw up but hurry up!" The other grumbled and got back to work.

I tried to get a closer look but it was too far away, even for my demigod eyes. Percy leaned over me, his arms on either side (one was on my hip) and his chest was pressed against my back. I couldn't fight the blush on my cheeks.

His lips brushed the side of my face as he gasped, his eyes wide causing my breath to hitch. I looked at him, well as best I could in the position we were in and without smashing my lips against his. Silently I noticed while his eyes were dark they weren't the onyx color like Nico's eyes, they had a sea green tint to them… Stupid ADHD.

"What?" I whispered to him. He turned his head slightly; his lips were now against my ear, causing me to shiver.

"This is bad Annabeth, really bad." His hand that was still on my hip tightened and pulled me closer to him as he said this. This boy was going to be the death of me, whether it was questions going un-answered or him just plain seducing me or maybe both, I don't know.

"The weapon, Annabeth. It's," He paused warily. "It's a scythe."

Teaser for next time:

"Good riddance." He muttered. I jumped to my feet, grabbed him up by the collar and smashed my fist into his face. He fell to the ground, clutching his nose again, and stared at me in shock.

"What's wrong with you!" I screamed. "He was your brother! You're a heartless jerk! And I loved him!" I yelled, the words escaping my lips before I could stop them. I froze, my hand flying to my mouth again and a new round of tears rushed down my face. Oh, gods, I love him.

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I could hear the screams of the Telekhines and another one. Before fading into the cold darkness, I realized the screaming was mine.

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"All hail Grover Underwood, the new Lord of the Wild."

So my dear, lovely readers I have a proposition for you all. You see today is my birthday I'm turning 14 and this chapter could be the first part of my present to you all.

Here's the dealio: If I get at least 14 reviews I'll post the next chapter later today. That cool with ya'll?

P.S. I'm hating this hot weather and having to play a bunch of soccer games today (and tomorrow) in it. I'm not looking forward to our last game today, only the wonderful birthday dinner for my mom, dad and I, cuz, yes, we all share the same birthday :)

P.S.S Listen to Panic! At the Disco, new fav band :)))

~Peace Love and Percy~

Angel