I could hear them coming.

Cursed demigod stench! Do I really smell that bad?

I heard knocking and then the unmistakable voice of Euryale.

"Perseus Jackson, let us in filthy half-blood. We'll kill you sooner or later, you should know that."

It's not as if I was afraid of the gorgons too much, the worst was the fact that I had mortal guests right now.

"Mom, I'll call Blackjack and his friends. Hurry!"

She nodded and beckoned for the wizards to follow her but they wouldn't move.

"Go!" I yelled. "They're here for me! I'll handle this and get back to you."

Then, the door was thrown open. And in came, you guessed it, Stheno and Euryale.

I took Riptide out of my pocket, I was hoping to avoid a fight. That sort of thing would be investigated by the neighbors but alas, no!

"Have a Cheese 'n' Wiener! They're on sale this week just for you, and I'd hate to kill you on an empty stomach." Said Stheno, as usual she was holding a platter full of Cheese 'n' Wieners. Just like the last time I saw her.

"Stheno, the Bargain Mart was a front! You're going native! Now, put down that ridiculous tray and help me kill this demigod." Sneered Euryale.

"Aren't those the same exact lines as last time. When I was stuck between a huge drop and fighting you?"

"We decided this would give you a warm, welcoming feeling." Said Stheno before adding, "Have a Cheese 'n' Wiener."

"Explain please how you're going to kill me. You had a lot of time three months ago." I said. I was trying to give the wizards time but they wouldn't move.

"Ah, remember child, you don't have the Curse of Achilles anymore. It's going to be beautiful when we rip you to shreds!" Sneered Euryale. I decided not to point out that they didn't have their patron anymore.

"Have a Cheese 'n' Wiener!" Squeaked Stheno. "I'd hate for you to die hungry."

"How's Medusa doing? Did she come back from Tartarus?" I asked, the wizards were still not moving, my mother was trying to push the three musketeers into my room where Blackjack was waiting on the fire escape with Guido and Porkpie. Then when my mom whispered something to Dumbledore he made Ron, Harry and Hermione leave with my mother. He waited and watched.

"Ah, Medusa's coming back tomorrow, I can sense it." Sneered Euryale.

"We're going to throw a surprise party! With your dead body as the main attraction! "Cheese 'n' Wiener?"

"One more question, how's Kelli? Is she back yet, I'd really like to not fight her." I said.

"Kelli, Tammi, the Minotaur, Procrustes, Joe Bob, Skull Eater, Marrow Sucker, Oreius, Agrius, Dr. Thorn, the Nemean Lion, Antaeus, Geryon, Kampê, the Lydian Drakon, Queen Sess, Sump, Torque, Ma Gasket, even Medea is back. And, your old friend Bob is back as well." Sneered Euryale.

After Dr. Thorn I stopped listening but when she said Bob, I snapped back. I could feel tears in my eyes.

"Oh look, he's crying." Laughed Stheno. She's gotten really mean the past three months and I didn't like it. While she was laughing I uncapped Riptide and sliced her head off. She disintegrated on the spot.

Euryale jumped on me, I dodged but her claws scraped on me leaving blood and a scar. I stabbed her from behind. "See you in Tartarus, monsters." I muttered.

I capped Riptide and turned around to see the wizards looking at me from my bedroom door. Dumbledore was smiling ear to ear but the rest had their mouths hanging open.

"What was that?" Stuttered Hermione.

I ignored her and instead took some ambrosia and nectar out of my bag. I poured a little bit of nectar on my cut, which quickly closed. I ate some ambrosia, I tasted blue cookies and pancakes. Then I put everything away and turned around to seem them still looking at me.

"Bloody hell." Muttered Ron.

"Why did they want to kill you!" Shouted Harry.

"Ah Harry, that goes way back to when I was 12." I shuddered at the memory of killing Medusa.

"That was something." Said Dumbledore, I forgot he was there.

"We should hurry, I don't know why they're here but it can't be good." I wasn't worried, I just didn't want to answer questions.

"Grab your bags and hold onto my arm." Said Dumbledore. I looked at him strangely but did as he said, but not before hugging my mom.

"It'll be okay, you know I've survived way worse."

"I know, just remember to IM me and stay safe."

I grabbed Santa's arm in one hand and my bags in the other, one second I see my mother waving then I was surrounded by light. It was a lot like shadow traveling but shocker! I wasn't surrounded by shadows. Like you couldn't have already guessed that.

We landed in front of a dark, Nico styled haunted house. It kind of looked like Hades gave it a full makeover.

Ron, Hermione and Harry were on there knees breathing deeply. I was fine except for a small head ace.

"Well, let's go!" I said and made my way towards the house. I turned around to see everyone staring at me. What, did I have something on my face?

"How-how did you know it was there?" Asked Hermione.

"Um, I can see it?" It turned out as more of a question than an answer.

"Let's go now, ask questions later." Dumbledore said, eyeing me with amusement. What?

We entered the house and shocker again! It looked just as bad on the inside if not worse. Mold was peeling off the walls. The curtains were alive and looked as if they were trying to murder me.

I heard a soft hissing noise and then old-fashioned gas lamps sputtered into life all along the walls, casting a flickering insubstantial light over the peeling wallpaper and threadbare carpet of a long, gloomy hallway, where a cobwebby chandelier glimmered overhead and age-blackened portraits hung crooked on the walls.

"This is what Nyx's palace would look like after giants made a living in it." I muttered to myself but Hermione heard and gave me a strange look.

An old, plump lady hurried out into the hall. "Oh, you must be Jackson, it's wonderful to see you." She whispered.

She turned to Dumbledore and whispered gently, "The meetings about to start, Sirius isn't happy." Dumbledore nodded and gestured for us to follow.

We walked into a large kitchen, it looked like the meeting room with a large table and chairs all around. To be honest, Drew would have a stroke in here. It looked worse than my cabin after not cleaning it for a week.

Around the table sat people. Not as much people as a counselors meeting would hold in the Bog House but there were still people. Hm, wonder what's going on at camp right about now.

"This is Perseus Jackson, he's going to be Harry's bodyguard." Said Dumbledore. This was met with yells of outrage.

-"How can you trust him!"

-"He's Voldemort grandson!"

-"Death Eater!"

-"My godson will not be in the company of this spawn of evil!"

-"Stop judging him so harshly!"

-"His grandson is VOLDEMORT!"

-"And your from a family of Blacks!"

-"CAN YOU EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT IS HAPPENING!"

Everyone turned to me, the staring made me uncomfortable.

"All I know is that I'm supposed to protect Harry from the V-dawg. And that's what I'm going to do. Why would I want to work with someone who kills for fun. Whoever kills an innocent life may as well have killed themselves and all of humanity." I said.

Silence.

Total absolute silence.

I would like to say that I tried really hard on that little speech. Annabeth would be proud. It kind of just popped into my head out of no where.

"I believe him." Said a familiar voice from the shadows. "Percy is a good man and always has been."

That's when I saw the all too familiar face of Severus Snape.

"Sevy!" I exclaimed and hugged him. Call me stupid. Call me an idiot. Call me a Seaweed Brain, but Sev was my bro since I came to camp. He only comes during the summers because he had to teach a private school but he never mentioned Hogwarts!

Everyone stared at us with surprise and obvious discomfort. Harry and Ron were glaring at us but I just shrugged it off. They were probably jealous of my super awesome best friend.

Severus started laughing which seemed to surprised everyone even more.

"It's good to see you, Percy. How's camp?" He asked.

I put my hands on my hips, "As if you don't know! But after Dirt face everything is fine, Gleeson and Mellie had a child, Chuck. Clarisse's the godmother. Frank and Hazel went back home, Frank's working with Reyna." I sighed, "And Repair Boy's down."

If you noticed I tried to use code words. Home means Camp Jupiter, Dirt face means Gaea, Frank working with Reyna means Franks praetor. Repair Boy down means, Leo's dead... Piper and Jason are still looking after Nico said there was something different about it, but I lost hope.

Severus patted me on the back sympathetically and Dumbledore cleared his throat. "How about introductions."

-"Sirius Black."

-"Mad-Eye Moody."

-"Molly Weasley."

-"Arthur Weasley."

-"Tonks, just Tonks."

-"Remus Lupin."

"You're a werewolf." I noted. He looked at me shocked.

"How did you know?"

"Eh, I can tell your kind apart. Had some experiences with your kind, they don't like me. I've learned to watch out."

-"Fred."

-And George."

"Weasley." Finished two identical twins at the same time. I think they're twins, you never know. The Stolls aren't twins and they look identical.

"No, you're Fred." I said pointing to the one who introduced himself as George. "And you're George." I pointed at the one who introduced himself as Fred.

"How did you know?" They asked at the same time, more pleased than shocked.

"Experience." I said simply.

"You wanna be our prank partner?" Asked George wiggling his eyebrows.

"What do you think?"

They smiled at me and I got a nauseous feeling. It'd be like the Stolls 2.0. If they met, Doomsday would come early.

"Harry, Ron. Perseus will be sleeping in your room. Could you please show him the way." Said Molly, but it sounded like more of a command.

Ron groaned and Harry snarled at me, "Follow me."

Little bit harsh, don't you think.

I followed Ron and Harry past long, moth-eaten curtains, behind which I supposed there must be another door, and after skirting a large umbrella stand that looked as though it had been made from a severed troll's leg, we started up the dark staircase, passing a row of shrunken heads mounted on plaques on the wall. A closer look showed me that the heads be longed to elf-like creatures. All of them had the same rather snout like nose.

Fun! Those elves must be having the time of their lives.

We had reached the second landing, Harry crossed the dingy landing with me and Ron right behind him, turned the bedroom doorknob, which was shaped like a serpent's head, and opened the door.

The room had a gloomy feeling to it. It had a high ceiling and three twin beds. Two trunks already lay next to two of the beds, with their contents thrown all over. Drew would not approve.

"It looks," I tried to find the right word but gave up and just said, "Like the room of a thousand year old vampire princess. She lived with her zombie friends, and some ghosts. Maybe we could throw in some other creature, like a dead cat."

I looked back to see a smile tugging on Harry's lips. Score!

I threw my bags next to my bed and started unpacking. Once I was done I turned around to find out that I was cornered.

Ron, Harry and Hermione.