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Mountains are big. Massive stone monoliths created from tectonic plates pushing together. Percy gazed at the horizon, observing a mountain range. He was going to climb those one day. He climbed down from the tree he was in. He needed more food, which meant he had to go to the Sawyer's. Mrs. O'Leary stood and yawned, her red eyes staring at her master. Percy rubbed her nose.

"Gotta go, girl. I need to get some food," he told her. The hellhound tilted her massive head as if to say, "Then go get it, stupid." Percy sighed. Dogs.

Percy walked up to the Sawyer home and knocked. Thumping feet ran to the door and it flew open. The oldest Sawyer, Jack, smiled at him.

"Hey, Orion. I'm assuming you're here for the usual?"

"How'd you guess?"

"Well, whenever there's food, you usually turn up, so…" Jack said. Percy smirked.

"You know me so well," he said. Jack stepped back to allow the exile into the house. Percy walked through the foyer and into the kitchen. Lila was sitting at the table, drawing. She smiled at the demigod. Percy waved.

"Ah, hello, Orion!" Jon said, walking in. He was carrying bags of food, for both his family and Percy.

"Hello, Jon. Got the usual?"

"Yep. It's actually a bit more than usual, actually. Made a tad more money, so I was able to get more," the older man said. A bag was exchanged, along with a handshake and Percy left. A voice called out behind him.

"Orion, wait!" Percy turned. Lila was running up to him, a piece of paper in her hand. She handed it to him.

It was a sketch of a Greek warrior, standing in the surf. His sword was held at his side and a trident was in the other. The helmet obscured his features, except for his eyes. They were a brilliant sea green. The most notable detail, however, wasn't of the warrior. It was the silhouettes of different monsters in the foreground. Percy glanced at Lila.

"You drew this?" She nodded. "It's pretty good." Lila beamed.

"Thanks. I like drawing. It's fun," she disappeared back inside without another word. Percy folded up the drawing and slid it into his pocket. He waled to the edge of the first and whistled once. Mrs. O'Leary bounded from the underbrush. Percy jumped onto her back. She took off, heading back home.

Percy was chopping up potatoes when he heard barking. Uncapping Riptide, he threw open the door. His dog was fixed on something. Percy flicked on a flashlight and shone it in that direction. Something rustled in the bushes.

"Hey!" Percy yelled. Silence. He crept closer, Mrs. O'Leary at his heels. He slashed with Riptide and another sword caught his blow. Immediately, he began attacking. Whoever it was had experience. During the scuffle, the flashlight dropped and turned off. Percy kicked low, knocking his foe to the ground. They fell with a grunt. He flicked back on the flashlight to reveal… Piper.

"What. The. Hades. Are you doing here?" He growled. Piper stared up at him.

"I ran from camp, Fishsticks," she said. Percy scowled.

"Why?"

"Because I couldn't stand it there without you!" Piper burst. "It's no fun and I can't sleep at night with the knowledge that you're out here alone. You're my best friend, Jackson. I care about you." She said. Percy stared at her. He pulled her up and promptly slung her onto Mrs. O'leary's back.

"Take her away, girl. Back to camp," The hellhound snorted and didn't move. "Back to camp, girl." Percy said again. Mrs. O'Leary refused to move. Percy huffed in frustration and went back inside, locking the door. He finished preparing his meal and ate, trying to ignore his friend outside. Once, he glanced outside. Piper was playing fetch with a tree branch. Percy went about his normal nighttime routine, even going to bed. Before climbing underneath the blankets, he looked at the temperature. Fifteen degrees. Wow. He looked outside again. Piper was curled up against Mrs. O'Leary, shivering. Percy turned his eyes upwards. He could imagine Aphrodite laughing at him.

"Fuck you," he muttered and unlocked the door. He walked over to his sleeping friend and draped his cloak over her. Cold air seeped through Percy's body. Piper immediately relaxed, content spreading across her face. Percy scooped her up, carried her inside, and laid her on his bed. He laid the blankets over her and fluffed the pillow. Percy stared at the sleeping demigoddess.

Her soft brown hair was spread across the pillow, like an explosion. Her expression was one of content and relaxation. Absentmindedly, Percy stroked her hair, then recoiled when he realized what he was doing. He sighed. Damn her for coming here. He trudged over to the sofa and laid down on it, somewhat cold. Percy fell asleep that night angry yet somehow happy.

Yes, I did update this with two chapter, why are you surprised? Anyway, I'm gonna watch the Microsoft/343/Xbox E3 presentation because I'm a Halo boi. PEACE! -RFA