Hi everyone! Here's the next chapter in this saga. Sorry that its been so long, but college has been a real headache. Also, in light of the approaching Star Wars film The Last Jedi, I've decided to also finish my story Harry Potter: The Magic Awakens. So, check it out! Anyway, back to this story!

"So… here we go." Percy blew into his hands as they looked at the imposing oak doors. Annabeth sighed in exasperation.

"Come on." She gave the doors a push. The oak doors groaned open, and the four of them stepped into the entry hall in a swirl of snow.

All Percy could say was, "Whoa."

The place was huge. The walls were lined with battle flags and weapon displays: antique rifles, battle axes, and a bunch of other stuff. Sure, Percy knew Westover was a military school and all, but the decorations seemed like overkill. Literally.

"I really don't like this…" Gohan muttered as he looked around. Reflexively, several blue sparks danced across his chest.

Percy's hand went to his pocket, where he kept his lethal ballpoint pen, Riptide. He could already sense something wrong in this place. He was sure that would have known that even without that creepy invitation. Thalia was rubbing her silver bracelet, her favorite magic item. They were all thinking the same thing. A fight was coming.

"Well, we haven't been jumped yet. That's a good sign." Thalia commented.

Annabeth started to say, "I wonder where—" The doors slammed shut behind them with a loud boom. "Oo-kay," Percy mumbled. "Guess we'll stay awhile."

"Worst case scenario, I smash the door down." That got nods in response.

"Everyone watch a different corner. We're not getting jumped." More nods.

They could hear music echoing from the other end of the hall. It sounded like dance music. They stashed their overnight bags behind a pillar and started down the hall.

"So, this is a military school. What exactly makes it different from normal school? Are they an army?" Gohan asked as he looked at the displays and flags. Percy and Annabeth traded looks.

"Well… they're a bit more strict than normal school. When I was in fifth grade, my principal wanted to send me to one. Thankfully, I didn't end having to go thanks to my mom." Percy answered.

"Military schools are where parents send their kids to "straighten" them out and teach them "discipline." Because they think we're nothing but troublemakers who need a good beating. So they send us to places like this to beat us and force us into the perfect little non-troublemaking angels that they don't have to deal with anymore." Thalia spat in a furious rant, her fists shaking. When she was done, the others were looking at her with a nervous expression. Except Annabeth. Her expression was more of worry than nervousness.

"Okay… wow. That's a little blunt…" Gohan laughed nervously as he scratched his head with a silly grin on his face.

"Something funny?" Thalia snapped.

"Nope. Nothing funny here. Very serious! Military schools are bad. Got it." Annabeth shook her head.

"Unbelievable." Then, a loud clang made them all jump and reach for their weapons. After a moment of silence, they relaxed.

"I hate this." Gohan stated angrily. Percy was confused.

"Hate what? This quest?"

"No. This part. The waiting. Anxiety of waiting for the battle to start. Part of me just wants the fight to be over with." Annabeth nodded.

"Agreed. But we have no idea what we're facing here. And a school's not the safest place to start a fight, especially given your… destructive abilities."

"You make things go boom." Percy added. Gohan rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Obviously I'm not going to do that. Chiron has taught me a few tricks with my sword these past few months."

"A sword you don't deserve." Thalia growled. Gohan tensed up.

"Guys. Enough." Annabeth's change in voice clearly indicated her frustration.

They hadn't gone very far when they heard footsteps on the stone floor, and a man and woman marched out of the shadows to intercept them.

They both had short gray hair and black military-style uniforms with red trim. The woman had a wispy mustache, and the guy was clean-shaven, which seemed kind of backward to me. They both walked stiffly, like they had broomsticks taped to their spines.

"Well?" the woman demanded. "What are you doing here?"

"Um..." Gohan scratched his head at the realization that he hadn't planned for this. He'd been so focused on getting to Westover and finding out what was wrong, he hadn't considered that someone might question four kids sneaking into the school at night. They hadn't talked at all in the car about how they would get inside.

"Stupid. And careless." Gohan thought in frustration. Piccolo would be ashamed at such stupidity.

Percy said, "Ma'am, we're just—"

"Ha!" the man snapped, which made him jump. "Visitors are not allowed at the dance! You shall be eee-jected!" Gohan stared at the man in surprise. Then, his cheeks swelled up as he covered his mouth, desperately hiding a smile as he doubled over in laughter.

"That is… the silliest… voice I've ever heard!" Annabeth gave Gohan a scathing glare, which clearly was trying to say "Shut up!" The man flushed red with rage as he glared at Gohan. He was tall, with a hawkish face. His nostrils flared when he spoke, which made it really hard not to stare up his nose, and his eyes were two different colors—one brown, one blue—like an alley cat's.

Percy figured he was about to toss them out into the snow, but then Thalia stepped forward and did something very weird.

She snapped her fingers. The sound was sharp and loud. Maybe it was just his imagination, but Percy felt a gust of wind ripple out from her hand, across the room. It washed over all of them, making the banners rustle on the walls. Gohan even stopped laughing and looked around in confusion

"Oh, but we're not visitors, sir," Thalia said. "We go to school here. You remember: I'm Thalia. And this is Annabeth, Percy and Gohan. We're in the eighth grade."

The male teacher narrowed his two-colored eyes. Gohan was a little confused at the least. Now they'd probably get punished for lying and thrown into the snow. But the man seemed to be hesitating.

He looked at his colleague. "Ms. Gottschalk, do you know these students?" Despite the danger we were in, Percy had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing. A teacher named Got Chalk? He had to be kidding. More snickers from Gohan confirmed that he wasn't the only one thinking that.

The woman blinked, like someone had just woken her up from a trance. "I... yes. I believe I do, sir." She frowned at them. "Annabeth. Thalia. What are you doing all away from the gymnasium?" Then, she frowned as she looked at Percy and Gohan.

"Ah, Mr. Jackson. I see you brought your… boyfriend tonight after all." Percy let out a shocked choking noise as he and Gohan stared at each other in disbelief.

"WHAT?" Percy screamed in disbelief. Thalia simply had a big grin on her face, while Gohan was a bit baffled to say the least. Annabeth was livid.

"THALIA!"

Thalia rolled her eyes.

"Jeez, a girl can't have any fun." She snapped her fingers once more, causing both adults to sway yet again with a dazed expression on their faces. Then, almost as quickly, she snapped out of her expression and looked down at them with an annoyed expression.

"Annabeth. Thalia. Percy. Gohan. What are you doing all away from the gymnasium?" Thalia had an amused expression, as if she was trying to say "Happy now?"

Before they could answer, they heard more footsteps, and Grover ran up, breathless. "You made it! You—"

He stopped short when he saw the teachers. "Oh, Mrs. Gottschalk. Dr. Thorn! I, uh—"

"What is it, Mr. Underwood?" said the man. His tone made it clear that he detested Grover. "What do you mean, they made it? These students live here."

Grover swallowed. "Yes, sir. Of course, Dr. Thorn. I just meant, I'm so glad they made... the punch for the dance! The punch is great. And they made it!" Gohan rolled his eyes in annoyance. Seriously, how was Grover one of these demigod searchers?

Dr. Thorn glared at them. Percy decided one of his eyes had to be fake. The brown one? The blue one? He looked like he wanted to pitch them off the castle's highest tower, but then Mrs. Gottschalk said dreamily, "Yes, the punch is excellent. Now run along, all of you. You are not to leave the gymnasium again!"

They didn't wait to be told twice. They left with a lot of "Yes, ma'ams" and "Yes, sirs" and a couple of salutes, just because it seemed like the thing to do.

Grover hustled them down the hall in the direction of the music.

Meanwhile, Percy walked closely to Thalia and asked in a low voice, "How did you do that finger-snap thing?"

"You mean the Mist? Hasn't Chiron shown you how to do that yet?"

An uncomfortable lump formed in his throat. Chiron was their head trainer at camp, but he'd never shown Percy anything like that. Why had he shown Thalia and not him?

"Don't feel bad, Percy. Chiron hasn't taught me that either." Gohan piped up, causing Percy to yelp in surprise. He could have sworn that Gohan had been talking to Grover a second ago. Thalia rolled her eyes.

"Of course not. You're an Otherworlder, magic doesn't apply to you." Gohan almost countered with stating that he had, in fact, used magic before, in handling Egyptian talismans with Carter and Sadie, though all he had actually done was throw artifacts that Sadie had enchanted. But he bit his tongue.

Grover hurried them to a door that had GYM written on the glass. Even with Percy's dyslexia, he could read that much.

"That was close!" Grover said. "Thank the gods you all got here!"

Annabeth and Thalia both hugged Grover. Percy gave him a big high five. Gohan gave him a nod.

"Long time no see, Grover." Gohan said. Grover gave him a nervous look. Grover and Gohan had a… complicated relationship to say the least. Not that he had given Grover any actual reason, but Grover hadn't liked Gohan's scent, of all things. Thankfully, it had been eased somewhat when Gohan had helped save Grover from Polyphemus in the Sea of Monsters.

It was good to see Grover after so many months. He'd gotten a little taller and had sprouted a few more whiskers, but otherwise he looked like he always did when he passed for human— a red cap on his curly brown hair to hide his goat horns, baggy jeans and sneakers with fake feet to hide his furry legs and hooves. He was wearing a black T-shirt that that read WESTOVER HALL: GRUNT. Percy wasn't sure whether that was, like, Grover's rank or maybe just the school motto.

"So what's the emergency? Chiron said that you found demigods. And that you had a monster problem." Gohan asked.

Grover nodded took a deep breath. "Yeah, I found two." "Two half-bloods?" Thalia asked, amazed. "Here?" Grover nodded.

"A brother and a sister," he said. "They're ten and twelve. I don't know their parentage, but they're strong. We're running out of time, though. I need help."

"I assume that's in reference to the monsters?"

"Yes." Grover looked nervous. "He suspects. I don't think he's positive yet, but this is the last day of term. I'm sure he won't let them leave campus without finding out. It may be our last chance! Every time I try to get close to them, he's always there, blocking me. I don't know what to do!" Gohan was confused for a moment.

"He? Grover, I thought you said they! As in more than one!" Grover looked at Percy with a worried expression.

"He has a point, Grover. We're kinda in the blank here." Grover nodded.

"Right. I've smelled… others, but whoever they are, they're really good at hiding. They're watching me, I'm sure of it. I'm not sure why they haven't made a move for the demigods yet. It's like they're waiting for something." Annabeth had a grim expression on her face.

"Yeah. Us." The air was silent, save for the echoing of the music from the gym.

Grover looked at Thalia desperately. Percy tried not to feel upset by that. Used to be, Grover looked to Percy for answers, but Thalia had seniority. Not just because her dad was Zeus. Thalia had more experience than any of them with fending off monsters in the real world.

"Right," she said. "These half-bloods are at the dance?"

Grover nodded.

"Then let's dance," Thalia said. "Who's the monster you actually know?"

"Oh," Grover said, and looked around nervously. "You just met him. The vice principal, Dr. Thorn."

"Of course." Gohan sighed.

Weird thing about military schools: the kids go absolutely nuts when there's a special event and they get to be out of uniform. Percy guessed it's because everything's so strict the rest of the time, they feel like they've got to overcompensate or something.

There were black and red balloons all over the gym floor, and guys were kicking them in each others faces, or trying to strangle each other with the crepe-paper streamers taped to the walls. Girls moved around in football huddles, the way they always do, wearing lots of makeup and spaghetti-strap tops and brightly colored pants and shoes that looked like torture devices. Every once in a while they'd surround some poor guy like a pack of piranhas, shrieking and giggling, and when they finally moved on, the guy would have ribbons in his hair and a bunch of lipstick graffiti all over his face. Some of the older guys looked more like Percy—uncomfortable, hanging out at the edges of the gym and trying to hide, like any minute they might have to fight for their lives.

"So, this is a school dance, huh?" Gohan asked with wide eyes as he took it all in.

"Yep. The hierarchy of school for all to see." Percy rolled his eyes.

"Still, it's really cool." Gohan sighed. Percy looked at Gohan with a sympathetic expression. Sometimes, he forgot that Gohan had never known anyone his age back in his world. He hadn't even gone to an actual school, being homeschooled his whole life. So, he had never seen a school dance before.

"There they are." Grover nodded toward a couple of younger kids arguing in the bleachers. "Bianca and Nico di Angelo."

The girl wore a floppy green cap, like she was trying to hide her face. The boy was obviously her little brother. They both had dark silky hair and olive skin, and they used their hands a lot as they talked. The boy was shuffling some kind of trading cards. His sister seemed to be scolding him about something. She kept looking around like she sensed something was wrong.

Annabeth said, "Do they... I mean, have you told them?"

Grover shook his head. "You know how it is. That could put them in more danger. Once they realize who they are, their scent becomes stronger."

He looked at Percy, and he nodded. Percy never really understood what half-bloods "smell" like to monsters and satyrs, but he knew that your scent could get you killed. And the more powerful a demigod you became, the more you smelled like a monster's lunch.

"Just curious, what exactly do I smell like? You said I smell weird." Grover shifted nervously.

"You smell like… really aged Swiss cheese. Something foreign." Thalia snickered.

"Of course…" Gohan groaned.

"So let's grab them and get out of here," Percy said.

Percy started forward, but Annabeth put her hand on his shoulder. The vice principal, Dr. Thorn, had slipped out of a doorway near the bleachers and was standing near the di Angelo siblings. He nodded coldly in our direction. His blue eye seemed to glow.

Judging from his expression, Percy guessed Thorn hadn't been fooled by Thalia's trick with the Mist after all. He suspected who they were. He was just waiting to see why they were here.

"This is too easy. Perfect spot for a trap." Annabeth stated calmly.

"Don't look at the kids," Thalia ordered. "We have to wait for a chance to get them. We need to pretend we're not interested in them. Throw him off the scent, plus whoever he brought with him."

"How?"

"We're three powerful half-bloods, a satyr, and a very powerful Otherworlder. Our presence should confuse him. Mingle. Act natural. Do some dancing. But keep an eye on those kids."

"Why don't I just go over there and punch him? You guys grab the kids while I hold him off."

"Gohan, that's idiotic. We know that he's a monster, but no one else knows that. All hell will break loose, and whoever else is with him can jump us and grab Bianca and Nico. Just follow our lead, Gohan." Annabeth scolded. Gohan sighed in frustration, but nodded.

"Got it." Annabeth sighed as she looked at Thalia.

"So, dancing?" Annabeth asked.

Thalia nodded. She cocked her ear to the music and made a face. "Ugh. Who chose the Disney?"

Grover looked hurt. "I did." Percy chuckled

"I like this song. Under the sea… under the sea…" he hummed.

"Pretty obvious why." Gohan laughed.

"I really, really hate Disney. That is so lame. Can't you play, like, Green Day or something?" "Green who?" Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Enough time for that, let's dance." Thalia interrupted.

"But I can't dance!" "You can if I'm leading," Thalia said. "Come on, goat boy." Grover yelped as Thalia grabbed his hand and led him onto the dance floor. Annabeth smiled.

"What?" Percy asked.

"Nothing. It's just cool to have Thalia back."

"You wouldn't know it from the way she treats me." Gohan grumbled.

"Amen to that." Percy agreed. Annabeth sighed in exasperation.

"Believe me, I am as sick of her behavior as you are. It's complicated."

"What's so complicated about it?"

"Look, she's… it's way too detailed to explain right now. Percy, take a look around. See if anyone else besides Thorn is watching those kids too closely. But be casual about it." Percy nodded.

"Great. Spywork. I should get a tuxedo and a British accent." Annabeth playfully punched his arm.

"Just go." Percy nodded and weaved away from them through the crowd, barely managing to avoid the pack of makeup girls. Annabeth then turned to look at Gohan, a smile forming on her face.

"It really is good to see you again, Gohan." he gave her a small smile.

"Same here. I'm sorry I haven't called you lately, time got away from me." Annabeth shook her dead.

"Don't worry about it." Annabeth paused as she looked over Gohan.

"You've grown."

"You too."

Annabeth had grown taller since last summer, which he found kind of surprising. Though, Gohan had also shot up a few inches as well, and his hair had started to straighten upwards, instead of to the sides as it used to. Annabeth used to wear no jewelry except for her Camp Half-Blood bead necklace, but now she wore little silver earrings shaped like owls—the symbol of her mother, Athena. She pulled off her ski cap, and her long blond hair tumbled down her shoulders. It made her look older, for some reason. And, though Gohan wouldn't say it out loud, even more prettier than before.

"So... what have you been up to lately? Still designing buildings?"

Annabeth's eyes lit up, the way they always did when she talked about architecture. "Oh my gods, Gohan. At my new school, I get to take 3-D design as an elective, and there's this cool computer program..."

She went on to explain how she'd designed this huge monument that she wanted to build at Ground Zero in Manhattan. She talked about structural supports and facades and stuff, and Gohan listened intensely. He knew she wanted to be a super architect when she grew up—she loved math and historical buildings and all that. Gohan wished he could have given his mom thanks for all the years of studying, because he was able to understand what she was talking about. Personally, he wondered what Annabeth would think if she ever saw what most building looked like in his world.

"So, what about you? Any luck… finding a way home?" Gohan noted how her voice strained for a moment on the last part of the question.

"No, not yet. I mostly spent my time at Camp and trained with Chiron. I'm sure I'll find a way back home eventually. Maybe a smart designer and build me a portal to get home." Annabeth flushed red. Gohan noted that she tended to do that a lot whenever she was around him.

"Gohan… I'm an architect, not a scientist." Gohan chuckled.

"I know, I'm just playing with you." She punched him in the arm, though clearly she wasn't actually trying to hurt him.

"Not funny, musclehead." She rolled her eyes.

"So, looks like you'll be seeing me at Camp this summer after all."

Her face got dark. "Well, maybe, if I don't—"

"What's wrong? Are you having trouble at school or something?"

She pursed her lips. "It's not that. It's my dad."

"I see." Gohan knew Annabeth had a rocky relationship with her father. "I thought it was getting better with you two. Is it your stepmom again?"

Annabeth sighed. "He decided to move. Just when I was getting settled in New York, he took this stupid new job researching for a World War I book. In San Francisco!'

She said this the same way she might say Fields of Punishment or Hades's gym shorts. So, Gohan knew that this had to mean something bad.

"So he wants you to move out there with him?" Gohan asked. He didn't know why that made him feel so angry. He was so fast that he could fly across the entire Earth in less than an hour if he wanted to.

"To the other side of the country," she said miserably. "And half-bloods can't live in San Francisco. He should know that." Gohan was a bit intrigued by that.

"What? Why not?" Annabeth rolled her eyes. Maybe she thought he was kidding. "You know. It's right there!'

"Annabeth, I really don't. I don't have a San Francisco in my world." Annabeth blinked in realization.

"Oh, right. I forgot about that. Gods, I'm an idiot."

"No. You're anything but that." For some reason, Annabeth turned beet red at that. Though Gohan was intrigued about whatever was in this San Francisco, he could tell that this was bothering Annabeth. He didn't want that at all. So, he tried to change the subject.

"So... you'll go back to living at camp? I'd love to have someone else to spar with besides Clarisse and Beckendorf."

"It's more serious than that, Gohan. I... I probably should tell you something. Something that I've been thinking about for awhile…"

"What is it?"

"I…"

"Hey!" Thalia called to them, interrupting whatever Annabeth was about to say. She was slow dancing with Grover, who was tripping all over himself, kicking Thalia in the shins, and looking like he wanted to die. Gohan personally thought that it was one of the funniest things he had ever seen.

"I really hate to say this, but dance, you guys!" Thalia ordered. "You look stupid just standing there." Gohan looked nervously at Annabeth. "Well?" Annabeth said. Gohan smiled at her, though mentally he was terrified. He had never danced with a girl before. Well, besides his mom. When he was eight, during the three-year period that they had been training to fight the androids, his mother had forced him to take dancing lessons for several weeks. At the time, he hadn't understood why. His mother had simply said that Gohan wasn't going to look like an idiot in front of her future daughter-in-law.

"Well, time to see if those lessons paid off." Gohan thought. He held his hands out to Annabeth and smiled.

"Will you dance with me, Annabeth?" A smile appeared on her face.

"Yes, I will." She placed her hands into his. Frankly, Gohan felt more terrified now that he had ever been in most of his fights. His heart felt like a rapid drumbeat, ringing in his ears. Just then, a new song began on the speakers.

"Tale as old as time…
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly…

So they walked onto the dance floor, and he took a deep breath as he looked at Annabeth. Remembering his former lessons, he put one hand on Annabeth's hip, and she clasped his other hand like she was about to judo throw him.

"I'm not going to bite," she said softly. He gave her a nervous smile. Her hand felt soft, yet warm and firm. Reflexively, he swallowed.

Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared, beauty and the beast…

Annabeth was the one to begin, leading Gohan in a slow spin. He followed her lead as they twirled on the dance floor, somehow avoiding all the other kids.

Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before
Ever just as sure
As the sun will rise

Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast…

Gohan wasn't sure if he was breathing as he danced with Annabeth. It was almost identical to a battle: reading his partner's moves and countering. Well, in this case, matching her moves. Which they did flawlessly.

Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before
Ever just as sure
As the sun will rise…

"You're pretty good at this." She whispered.

"I'm a fast learner. And you're pretty good yourself." Gohan paused as he pulled his hand to the back on her neck and dipped. They lingered there for a moment before he pulled her back up. He then gripped her waist as he lifted her, hearing a sharp intake of breath as he spun her around for several seconds before lowering her back to the floor.

"You'll find that I'm full of surprises…"

Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bittersweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong…

Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast

To Gohan's surprise, Annabeth leaned in and rested her head on his shoulder. The thumping on his chest grew even louder, drowning out the music. Drowning out everything but her.

Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast…

Gohan wasn't sure how long he danced with her. It was probably a few minutes, but it felt like years, if not an eternity. They twirled, wrapped in each other's arms. For a brief moment, they forgot why they were there. They forgot about Percy, Grover, Thorn, the Di Angelos, the gods… everything. Each only thought about the other.

He didn't realize the song had ended until the next one had begun. He opened his eyes to see Annabeth mere inches from his face. He could see everything. Her piercing grey eyes, every freckle on her face, her lips… Without realizing it, his hand came up and brushed her cheek, lifting her face up to meet his.

"Gohan…" she whispered, her lips inches from his. The beating in his chest reached a crescendo.

Suddenly she froze. "They're gone." The moment shattered, and all the sounds suddenly rushed back in at once. "What?"

He followed her gaze. The bleachers. The two half-blood kids, Bianca and Nico, were no longer there. The door next to the bleachers was wide open. Dr. Thorn was nowhere in sight.

"We have to get Thalia and Grover! And where the gods is Percy?" Annabeth looked around frantically. "Oh, where'd they dance off to? Come on!"

She ran through the crowd. Gohan was about to follow when a mob of girls got in his way.

"Hi there. Where'd you come from?" one of them, a blonde, asked.

"So muscular!" Gohan yelped in surprise as another one gripped his arm.

"And sexy hair!"

"Oh, come on!" Gohan maneuvered around them to avoid getting the ribbon-and-lipstick treatment, and by the time he was free, Annabeth had disappeared. He turned a full circle, looking for her or Thalia or Percy and Grover.

Then, he felt someone grip his arm. He yelped in surprise and whirled.

"Whoa! Watch it!" Annabeth raised her hands.

"Sorry. You scared me." she punched him.

"Seriously? You know, for someone with super speed and agility, I didn't think it would be that hard for you to stay with me." Gohan shrugged.

"The crowd's a little tricky." Annabeth rolled her eyes. For a brief second, Gohan could have sworn that they had a pink sparkle. But when he looked again, it was the same piercing look as usual.

"If you mean being felt up by a group of cute girls who are fawning over every bit of you, then okay." Gohan groaned in exasperation. Great. Whatever progress he had made with Annabeth during their dance had very likely just gone up in flames. Well, at least he thought so. Girls were so maddening. They could go from happy to angry in a single instant, just because you said the wrong thing. Which, apparently, was everything. He shook his head. Couldn't get distracted now. Those kids were depending on him.

"So, did you see where they went?" she nodded.

"Yeah. Thorn rushed them out that side door." She pointed at the far left of the gym, where a metal door was hanging ajar.

"Thalia and Grover are going to cut him off, and Percy's waiting for us inside. We're going to surround him and rush him all at once." Gohan nodded.

"Okay, come on." He followed her as they weaved through the crowd, until they reached the door.

"Ready? Hopefully, Percy didn't jump the gun. Probably not." Gohan nodded.

"True." His right hand glowed, itching for a fight.

"Hello!" Gohan almost jumped out of his skin, as he and Annabeth turned to see another cute girl, dressed in a black strapless dress. She had long sandy hair, and a large smile on her face. He wasn't looking at her, though. His attention was on something more appealing. Her plate of delicious brownies. His mouth watered. He hadn't had anything to eat in hours, and his stomach decided at that exact second to rumble.

"Why am I not surprised?" Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Hi! Free brownie?" the girl asked as she held up the tray. Gohan snatched one of the brownies and inhaled it in one gulp, moaning in delight at the delicious sensation that filled his mouth. However, if Gohan hadn't been so focused on the brownie, he would have noticed Annabeth and the girl smile at each other.

"Tell you what. Because you're so cute, I'll let you have the whole tray. I have plenty more." Gohan almost squealed with delight as he took the tray from the girl and scarfed down the rest of the brownies.

"These are amazing!" the girl beamed.

"Thanks! It's a… special recipe. It's gonna rock your world." The girl winked before whirling and vanishing into the crowd.

"Mmmmm! Those were tasty." Gohan grinned as he licked his fingers.

"Your eating manners are disgusting. Shall we?" Annabeth gestured at the door. Gohan then snapped into battle mode.

"Alright, let's do this." He clenched his hands as he looked at Annabeth, who nodded. Then, they burst through the door.

"Come on!" Gohan looked around wildly, but was baffled by what he saw. Which was… nothing. It was an empty hallway, with nothing but more glass cases on each side. Gohan was baffled, to say the least.

"What in Olympus is going on?" Gohan blinked in confusion as he stumbled, looking down at his hands. They went from clear to blurry, like a bad movie.

"You okay?" He turned to see Annabeth standing inches from his face, her eyes twinkling in delight.

"What's wrong? You don't look so good." Gohan groaned as his stomach exploded in pain. Then, Annabeth's fist slammed into his stomach, sending him flying across the hallway. Gohan's head shot up in disbelief. Annabeth smiled as she stood over him, her pink eyes twinkling. Her whole body seemed to be shimmering.

"Y-You're not Annabeth." Gohan rasped. She smiled as she straddled herself on his stomach, lowering her face until she was inches from his. She smiled again, revealing seemingly perfect teeth. Everything about her seemed perfect.

"No, I'm even better than her. I'm everything you want and more…"

"W-what did yo… ou do to me?" she giggled.

"Don't worry, it won't last long. We just needed to dose you in order to lower your senses enough so I can do my… specialty. We're going to have some fun, you and I." she smiled.

"D-don't." Gohan gasped as a new wave of nausea overtook him. For some reason, this made her laugh even more.

"Trust me, I'll be way better than she would have been." Then, she leaned in and kissed him, which was immediately followed by a massive pink flash.