I DO NOT own any characters you recognize from Rick's Heroes Of Olympus series/Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Chapter One

DING DONG! I jumped off the couch and speed walked towards the door. I walked past mom who is doing the dishes. I unlatched the black lock and opened the door. SQUEEK, was how the door replied to me unlocking it. I immediately recognized who was at the door.

He was just barley six foot with a mop of raven black hair on his head. The guy had sparkling sea green eyes and a grand smirk upon his face.

"Percy!" I squealed shoving myself into his open arms

"Hey!" He said happily "I'm glad to see you too."

I was so happy to see him. I couldn't even describe the joy coursing through my body. It felt as if my adrenaline is kicking in. I was so overjoyed to see his face. I haven't seen him since he went on that "date" with Rachel. That was the last time I saw him. I knew that the Titan war was underway, but I was expecting to see him again.

Speaking of the Titan War, I wasn't allowed to help, becaue I was a mortal. I was a bit disappointed because I couldn't help the demigods with the wicked knife skills I possessed.

I pulled myslef out of the hug.

"I'm so happy to see you," I said smiling up to him He had a high chance of death, even with his Achilles heel. I thought to myself as I let my mom give him another hug, even though she and Paul had already seen him after the war.

They told me to stay in the house as the 'end of the world' was "dangerous" and wasn't for a mortal child like me. I was upset then. Now on the other hand, I was just thrilled to see Percy.

When mom went back to doing the dishes, Percy turned to me and asked "Miss me?"

I was speechless. I nodded my head I don't even know how many times. I didn't want to bug him about the horrible events he had just went through a week ago, but I wanted to know the story.

"Percy, do you mind if you tell me what happend?" A quick look of sadness coverd his face, but quickly went away "You dont have to if you dont want too." I added

"No, I'd be happy to tell you. Besides, you wanted to be there."

I smiled at him and let him lead the way to his room. Percy wasn't wearing more than a Camp Half-Blood tee, with a pair of jeans. I sighed at the thought of ever seeing camp, other than in my imagination. Percy has of course told me what it looks like, but I want to see it for myself.

We turned the corner that leads into the hallway. Just a few steps into the hall, we enterd his room on the right.

Percy's room could've almost been the blue color pallets that you see at the store when picking a color of paint.

His bed had a dark blue comforter and white pillows. His bed was stuffed in the right corner, in a diagonal position. His dark wood dresser was in the left corner of the room facing the wall to our right. Then his closest, was facing the right wall. Lightening his room were the walls for sure. They were the sorts of light blue, but they blended when the colors met. They were the highlight of the room for me at least. And I was surprised looking around, that his room was perfectly clean.

I bet his clothes were shoved inside his closet. If I were to open that door, I would be caught in an avalanche of clothes.

Before even realizing it, Percy was sitting on his bed patting the spot beside him. I went up to his bed and sat where he had wanted me too.

There was an awkward scilence. "I was scared about you Percy. I really wanted to help to protect you. I knew you were, are, invulnerable but I was still worried about you." I stated staring at the light grey carpet below my feet

I could feel Pecy's sea green eyes on me, but I ignored them. I feel ashamed to help out Percy when he is sixteen, invincible, and fighting for gods and goddess, of which I am not even related to. What I told him though is true. I still felt the need to protect him. Yes, he may not be my biological brother, but we were so close.

"I appreciate it Maddison, I really do. But did you even realize how dangerous the war was? We lost a lot of heroes. If you could've helped us awesome, but by putting yourself in grave danger. I could've never forgave myself if I lost you."

I look up to his eyes. They seemed so soft and generous. "Really? Mom would NEVER let me fight. I'm not even a demigod!"

Percy smirked and rolled his eyes. He put an arm around my sholder and pulled me close. "I've seen your skills." He whisperd inside my ear

I opened my eyes so big in shock, I felt like they were going to pop out. He had seen me? In the woods at midnight, practicing. I felt my cheeks grow hot from embarrassment. "Don't tell anyone! Including mom, she would kill me!"

"Me. Never!" He tried to sound surprised and hurt but I laughed and so he broke the act.

"You're getting distracted Percy." I said in a small voice, to make sure he didnt get frustrated for taking the fun away

"Oh." He looked at me apologetically and sighed. I could easily tell he wanted to say what had happend with the war, but didn't want flashbacks of the horrible times.

"Nevermind! You don't have to! You can talk to me another time when you are ready. Now is not the time." I knew I shouldn't have pushed so soon. Standing up, I started to leave. Once I got to the door, I heard my name.

"Maddison, I can tell you." Percy urged

"No, it's fine. You don't need to redo the events that went down a week ago. I should not have brought it up." I replied not turning around to face him

I could feel the tension building and I left the room. I could feel it wasn't the right time. I new it was nice to have a quick little chat with Percy, even if I had mistakenly made tension. This was not good. I put Percy first, and whenever there is a battle on who should get treated more respectfully, it ends in tension. I put myself first by even asking him about the war. I thought

I walked into the tiny living space we owned and sat down on the black leather couch. Paul on the other hand, sat on the chair. He was watching Kansas City versus Houston. Wow. Football definitely was NOT my thing. Basketball onehundred percent.

"Is something wrong?" Paul asked veering his vision off of the TV and onto me.

I shook my head no and smiled. I didn't say anything because normally when something is wrong I say 'I'm fine' which is a lie. So saying nothing got me off his suspicious list. Hopefully.

"Sally got you signed up for school." Paul said casually not looking away from the TV

Shoot! My gods I forgot about school! I was starting sixth grade this year! I was so carried away with the upcoming war (and Percy) I totaly spaced school. Not that I cared, but my friends would be worried about me (if they really took their time to worry about me). I didn't have a phone so I couldn't communicate with my friends.

I don't know why I couldn't have a phone. I wasn't a demigod. I wouldn't attract any unwanted attention. I also had no idea where my Ipod was, as the last time I had seen it, I threw across the room in anger because I couldn't help in the war.

"When will I go back?" I asked looking at Paul

Paul looked back at me and smiled "Well, Sally thought it would be smart for you to go back on Monday."

I rolled my eyes. "Come on! I only get to see Percy for three more days before I have to go back to school!"

School ruins everything I swear. The good thing was I could keep my mind off of the events in the war. Of course, none of the mortals at my school knew anything about it. Of course, except demigod parents. Or most demigod parents.

I sighed and began to watch the game. It's not that I was excited for school, but it did have some upsides. Mostly downsides though.

I shook the thoughts of school, the war, and Percy out of my mind. If I had to go to school, than so would Percy, right? I focused my mind on the game. If I could clear my mind from chaos and do something like a normal child, maybe school would just be a mind clearer. Yeah. That is what school would be from now on.

A couple of hours passed by, and the football game on TV ended. Mom and Paul had gone to bed and Percy has been in his bedroom the whole evening. I sighed as I saw the miraculous win of Kansas City. It was a good game, neck and neck the entire time. But in the few remaining seconds of the game, Kansas City got a feild goal, which costed Houston the game. I just sat there for a little while.

I felt like someone was watching me. I looked around into the darkness of the kitchen, through the bar table, the balcony, and I turned around to face the dark hallway. The TV created a mini flashlight (along with the moon shinning theough the balcony doors) and I saw a figure standing there watching me. I knew who it was just by the twinkle of his sea eyes.

"Sorry about earlier." I said looking behind Percy and not directly at him

"No, I'm sorry. I should've just listend to what you had to say. I thought you wanted to hear the story." Percy came around the couch and sat beside me. "Do you want to hear it? I think I'm ready."

I looked at him incredulously. Really this late. He needed his rest. I bit my lip.

"Thanks for the offer Percy. I really want to hear it, but its late. We both really need to go to bed."

I think I litteraly watched as Percy's head dropped. "Alright. Whenever you're ready. Night. Love you, Maddie"

"Love you too." I answerd ignoring the name calling

At that he got up and went back into his room. I wanted to drown into a pool of guilt. He had been trying to give me what I wanted, without even thinking of his own feelings.

I hate making Percy upset. He doesn't deserve to be all sad and upset. He has gone through too much. I slap my forehad maybe eight times, cursing myself under my breath. I picked the remote off of the coffee table in front of me and flipped the TV off.

I was drenched in complete darkness. The only light was the moon streaming through the balcony doors. The TV had drowned out the sounds of the city, but now the late night horns honked with the occasional semi strolling through.

I tried to push past the guilt, but I just couldn't. I sighed and walked to my room at the back of the hallway. It was a werid shape kinda like a uppercase L. I opened the door and flipped on the light switch. The room was aluminated with a yellow tinted light. I turned diagonally towards my bed on my left and hopped onto the squishy mattress.

I peered over to my nightstand and the clock read 10:30. Not that late for me. I put my head on my pillow and stared at the ceiling. Not that anything interesting was on the ceiling, I just needed some time to think. Casual for me at least. I normally do my thinking at night because I mentally feel more awake. I'm odd and so is my life, and my brain is nothing exclude.

I just can't shake the guilt away of how rude I was to Percy. I mean I asked him a huge favor and he accepted. Then I turn his offer down after putting him first. I just suck at being a sibling. Including after all Percy has been through. I decide to push it aside. I can just apologize to him in the morning, again, but make it more meaningful than 'I'm sorry.'

I get up and head to my closet. I call the end of the L my hideout. This is where my closet is. I open the door and grab a pair of running shorts, and a sweatshirt. I slip off my cloths and shove my makeshift pajamas on. I feel so comfortable I can't do anything but sigh. I put a high messy bun in my brunette hair and flop face first back onto my bed. I didn't realize, but after thinking of school and how much will be on my mind, I fall asleep.

I found it werid that I had dreams often. I mean like often, really often. Normally they just confuse me, taunt me, or scare me. Great times, right?

The dream started off with something that seemed vaguely fimiliar. I stood beside the doors to the balcony. Mom and Paul had said it would just be a good half hour to an hour. They had seen a blue signal in the sky. I knew what that ment. That Percy was okay.

I knew the war wasn't over yet, I just knew it. Typhoon was in New Jersey. Not quite New York. That battle wasn't over yet. Typhoon was the next step Percy and his friends had to worry about. I had noticed that New York had been scilenced for the past few hours.

All was so silent I could hear the ringing in my ears. That NEVER happens in New York. Also known as the city that never sleeps. I couldn't help myself. It has been way over an hour. I unlocked the door and shoved it open. I stood on a semicircle balcony with black modern rails. My mouth hung open in shock.

Nothing was moving. Not a sound. I swear I could hear the clash of swords on swords all the way from the Empire State Building. I also saw none of the cars on the road below were moving. The other buildings around my apartment shot up into the sky.

The city that never sleeps seemed to be asleep. I began to panic. What if the demigods had failed? What if Kronos had won? I tried to keep myself calm, but it wasn't working all that well.

I thought of the time Percy had gotton blue cotton candy all over his face at the fair, when he was nine. I chuckled at the memory the look of a blue mustache and beard on his face. Happy memories always made me feel better in bad situations.

Now that my initial fear was gone. I began to get curoius. Had time froze itself? No stupid. I thought to myself I wouldn't be able to move. I rolled my eyes at my own stupidity.

I know mom and Paul had mentioned NOT to go out of the house until the war was onehundred percent over, but the curiousity began to flow through my system. I couldn't help but lean onto the railing of the deck. The quiet New York City. It was actually peaceful. For once having no sounds. Just peace and quite.

Peace though, what do I mean by peace? After a minute or two of holding back I just can't anymore. I rush back inside and slam the door shut. Dashing past the living room and on the side of the kitchen, I grab the spare pair of keys and head out the main door. I lock the front door behind me and push to the stairs. I hear no elevator moving as I rush past the closed doors. I go to the edge of the apartment complex and heave open the heavy door. I let the door slam behind me as I make a mad dash downwards.

About five million steps (and a trillion lost breaths) later, I exit the stair exit and run down the hallway. The lobby was silent. I looked and peered over onto the chairs surrounding small sitting area.

The people on the chairs were snoring, all five of the men were. They didnt even stirr. "Hello!" I shouted trying to get there attention becuase if they needed to sleep they could do that in their apartment. Not out here in the open. The men didn't even stirr. They just continued snoring. BOYS! I swear to all the gods, boys are just... odd sometimes.

I roll my eyes and leave the complex through the grand spinning doors. The kind of doors that you have to walk into a little section and then they spin for you. Yeah real fancy I know, don't even talk to me about it.

I feel the fresh air in what I haven't felt in days fill my lungs. I take multiple breaths of the beautiful air as I may not get much more of it. I see that the always busy streets, seem dead. The traffic lights continue to move like normal, just no one themselves are moving. The buildings that outstretched above me and to all my angles cause me to not be able to see the way of the sun. Maybe the sun is just not bright enough for our civilizations today? No what a stupid thought. I again roll my eyes at my own suspense.

I look at the road and how the cars are paralyzed. Or at least, that is what seems to be happening. I cautiously walked towards a red SUV and peeked inside the window. Yes, this was very creepy of me. Maybe even could be called stalking. But hey, desperate times.

The driver on the far side was resting his head on the steering wheel and drool fell down from the corner of his mouth.

How many people freaking drool in this world!? Percy, now this random guy I didn't even know! Is it like a disease yet to be discovered? 'Don't go near people that drool, or you may get the sleeping zombie plauge!'

The woman about the same age as the guy in the drivers seat was leaning her head in the headrest, fast asleep. What is up with people? I think to myself as I got the best idea to wake them up.

I bannged on the window. No answer from either of the two. I tried even harder. I gave up and came up with a mischievous idea but a good one. I put my hand on the handle and yanked on it. I almost fell back at the force as the door ripped open.

I was so confused? Is everything okay? Who would leave their door unlocked if they were going to camp out in the city. New York City. Yet, who would even pass out in the middle of driving? I paused my brain to stop the lingering questions. Of course, I have never felt more confused in my life. Other than the time I figured out the gods were real...

I didnt want to hurt either of them, or have them wake up and call the police, but I had no choice. I had to get someone up. I hurtled my hand at the lady, then slowed my hand down and tapped her on the sholder. Again, nothing. I tapped again and again. I was getting frustrated and I began to tap harder and at a faster pace. I started to slightly shake the woman out of desperation.

All the woman did was balbber something about Paris and didn't even regard me (eleven years old) shaking her.

I wanted to try poking someone else when I heard an earth shaking screech come from somewhere near me.

Holy shootballs! What in Hades was that? SCREECH! Again? I plugged my ears from the ear piercing sound. I had to get back inside. After a couple of minutes I didn't hear the roar.

I glanced back in the red car and the civilians were still deep in sleep. It was as if they were in coma and couldn't wake up. I felt as if a screech was coming on and put that task at hand. I slammed the car door shut and dahsed back around to my apartment building. I made it inside just as another blood rattiling scream danced in the air.

I would have to figure out the mystery of the sleeping New York later. Right now, I had to pray to any god that Percy and his friends would survive this monster attack.

There were no doubts that this creature I heard was not a monster. It had to be. Probably some distractment from Kronos. I knew Percy would want me to keep myself safe by heading inside, even if they were a little ways away. I decided to make a mental note that I would find a way to get to mom and Paul, then see if the gods have stopped Typhoon.

I heard the loudest screech yet from the monster, (which sounded a bit different from the others, other than the loudness) and with that scream, one scream formed, forced it's way from my mouth. At that moment I knew it was nothing compared to the ones from that monster. I fell to the ground putting my hands over my ears trying to put out the ringing in my ears. How could those demigods stand this?

Then my subconscious kicked in. Maybe since I was asleep, I had extra hearing? Speaking of the demigods, were they even awake? My thoughts were froced to the ground, as my ears felt like exploding. At that moment everything went black and I woke up with a start.