Author's note: Hello theeere... So, here's the new chapter. I don't quite like it since it's kind of a filler and there's no romance here and I'm not actually very comfortable writing this kinds of situations, but, oh well, it was necessary. Sorry for any typos, I usually write really late at night so sometimes I don't have any idea about what the hell did I just write until I read it again the next day and think: How the duck did I manage to have so many typos and grammar mistakes? Butanyway, I hope you like this, since a few people asked about this chapter when I posted the first one. I know most people reading this are from deviantART, since, apparently, crossovers aren't that popular in FFnet. *sad sigh* To anyone who reads it, I love you more than Octavian loves to rip apart teddy bears and to anyone who reviews I love you more than Jace hates ducks.

As we ran out of the movie theater, I noticed that there were no signs of any attack anywhere. People sat in benches texting, couples were making out and the employee in the ticket booth had a bored look on his face. Everything looked peaceful enough, but we were still running. Well, not exactly running, but walking in a really hurried pace.

It came to my mind now that all the time I was inside the movie theater, I didn't even wonder about the time. As we ran outside, I noticed it was dark, the air cold and damp. People in the street were wearing sweaters and scarves, so I guessed it must have been winter. I was almost shivering with cold, but I didn't really notice with all the adrenaline rushing through my veins. Magnus's hand was still in mine as we ran. I glanced back at him and I was surprised to still see horror in his face. As shocked as I was when I saw the beast, I had a feeling that I had seen something like it before.

"By the Angel's name, what the hell was that?" I asked, panting as we kept running.

"Oh that? It was a Hydra. It was trying to kill you!" Answered the blonde girl.

"Why?" Asked Magnus from behind me, his voice full of shock and concern.

"Well, apparently, both of you are quite powerful." Answered Leo with a mocking but friendly tone. "Not as powerful as myself, though. When I was rescued I was being attacked by a whole army of storm spirits, and dude, I fell off the freaking Grand Canyon and then Jason caught me and he—"

We had been running for a few blocks now. The blonde girl stopped abruptly as we reached a street crossing, apparently deciding it was now safe to stop. She hailed a cab like an expert New Yorker, and only then did it cross my mind that maybe we were in New York.

Leo, Magnus and I got into the back seat, while the blonde -who hastily introduced herself as Annabeth after we introduced ourselves- got into the front seat and was hurriedly giving the driver directions to a farm. I let out a sigh of relief and suddenly I noticed that, while Magnus was seating next to me, he wasn't holding my hand anymore. I felt really self-conscious and blushed, turning to look at Leo so Magnus wouldn't see me.

For the first time since we had started running, I couldn't help but wonder if we were safe. How was I sure that Annabeth and Leo weren't evil kidnappers? Or drug dealers. That could have explained the monster- The Hydra. I hadn't even known them three hours ago, and now I was on a cab with them headed to some weird suburban farm. As worried as I was, I could tell Magnus was having a far more difficult time, though. His chest was quickly rising, his eyes were pressed shut and he was wiping his palms on his jeans. Oh, wait. Was he wearing leather pants? I couldn't help but notice that they were very flattering on him, tight in all the right places and enhancing the glow of his skin.

My admiration for Magnus's appearance was cut short when Annabeth turned around to look at us with a worried look on her face. She turned to the cab driver and closed her eyes as a concentrated look crossed her face. After a few moments she turned to us again, calmer this time.

"He can't hear us, but it won't last long." She said as she unbuckled her seat belt to completely face us.

"Hey, what? Since when do you know how to do that with the mist?" Leo asked with annoyance.

"Chiron has been teaching me." A look of pride crossed Annabeth's face and her stormy grey eyes seemed to lit up for a moment.

"That's totally not fair! First Piper, now you? I'm gonna go crazy. Nobody cares about me!"

"Leo, there's no time now!" She threw her hands up in exasperation. I wondered if Leo was like this all the time.

Magnus seemed to wake up from his trance, deeply interested in the conversation.

"You just put a glamour on all of us." He said, looking at Annabeth with an amazed expression, as if he couldn't believe what she had just done.

"What?" I asked, turning towards him. Mist? Glamour? What was everyone talking about?

"A glamour, darling. A magical veil to alter appearances and what people see."

I still didn't know what did all those things mean, but my question was stopped when the taxi driver looked at us with the rearview mirror and smiled.

"So, are you kids doing something special today?" He asked, obviously trying to make some small talk. Whatever Annabeth had done, it was working, he wasn't hearing us. He probably just wanted to break the awkward silence. Annabeth closed her eyes again for a full second and gave a quick nod to Leo, who seemed to understand perfectly.

"Yeah, we just watched a movie and we were going to go to the city to celebrate Jason's birthday" he pointed Magnus with his head " but our ride ditched us so we decided to go to Annie's" he then pointed towards Annabeth "farm and celebrate there instead." The driver nodded in approval and kept driving.

I looked through the window and I was surprised to see that the view was more rural now. Leo and Annabeth had been making some more conversation with the driver for the last couple of minutes. Magnus pretended to be asleep, but I knew he wasn't. Something must have really, really scared him. I quietly shook his shoulder. He opened his eyes.

"You okay?" I asked in a hushed tone so Leo couldn't hear me. Magnus didn't look so scared anymore, he just looked painfully sad.

"Are you? It's killing me! Not remembering anything, I mean." He lowers his eyes, his expression still sad and nostalgic.

"I know. It's awful, but I kinda forget about it, since all I think about is keeping myself alive. I can't stop thinking about that thing attacking us!"

"I can't stop thinking about it, either. But why? Why us? Why are we important? What did we do? Why—" He would have continued asking infinite questions, but the taxi driver hit on the brakes really hard when Annabeth yelled:

"We're here!" as he drove past what looked like a strawberry farm. He put the taxi into reverse and drove backwards a couple of feet before stopping again. Annabeth paid him and thanked him as she got out. Magnus opened the door and got out as the driver wished him (Jason) a happy birthday and told us to have fun. I got out of the car with Leo behind me. He closed the door and we all stared at the taxi driving away.

We kept watching it until it was a tiny dot, its taillights almost disappearing. Annabeth let out a breath I didn't realize she had been holding. She put her hand in her pocket, holding onto something. I wondered if it was the knife she had used earlier.

"Okay, we still have to walk for a mile, why don't you fill me in?" She looked at us while she started walking towards a steep hill. I didn't really know what she wants us to tell her. She must have seen the confusion in my face, so she asked "Like, how old are you? Tell me something about your parents."

Magnus, who was walking in front of me, seemed really uncomfortable. He buried his hands in his pockets and looked at the ground. I can't help but wonder about his discomfort, and then I realized that I didn't have any idea about my own age. He probably didn't, either.

I tried to look in my mind for my birthday or anything that held any clues to my age, but I couldn't find any. I suddenly remembered a single fact and my sudden spark of memory was gone as fast as it had arrived. I remembered being an adult. I remembered attending some important meetings, but, of course, I couldn't remember anything more than that. I silently cursed myself as I answered Annabeth's question. Magnus was still looking uncomfortable, probably not remembering anything, either.

"Um, I'm eighteen." I said quietly. As soon as I said it, both Annabeth and Leo, who was behind me, stopped walking. They gave each other a quizzical look and then Annabeth looked at me with a sour face. I didn't have any idea of what it meant.

"What? That should be like, godly illegal or something. Eighteen, seriously? That's far older than the claiming age!" Leo said angrily. I didn't know how, but somehow I knew this claiming thing was something important for him. "I mean, Jason, Piper and I were sixteen, but eighteen? The gods are tempting fate!" I noticed that Jason and Piper were two names that Leo kept mentioning.

"Let's keep walking." Annabeth said with an urgent voice. She then turned and gently asked "Magnus, how old are you?" Magnus still looked uncomfortable but not as troubled as some minutes ago. He sighed.

"I don't really know. I don't remember. But if I had to guess, I'm nineteen." He said with an apologetic shrug. Annabeth and Leo stopped dead in their tracks again and this time Leo stumbled upon something and fell. He got up quickly and brushed the dirt out of his clothes. I noticed he was still wearing the cinema uniform.

"Don't worry, the brain of the quest is OK." He said nervously. He was trying to be funny, but he was apparently far to shocked to do that. "But WHAT? Annabeth, not again." He looked at Annabeth with a grim expression. She cursed in another language and I was too shocked for a moment to realize that I had actually understood. Damn Immortals, she had said.

"You speak Greek?" I blurted out curiously. Annabeth quickly nodded and turned to look at Leo again. I looked at Magnus and I could tell he was feeling completely out of place. While Annabeth and Leo were having their silent word exchanges and I was somehow remembering some things, he just stood there, unable to remember anything yet and not understanding what was happening.

Leo was starting to silently freak out. In our way here, I had noticed that his hands were unable to stay still, focusing on his seat belt, the belt loops on his jeans or anything that was close, maybe he didn't even notice the gesture. Now his hands were a little more anxious, though. They were shaking and he has nervously knotting the fabric of his shirt with itself. Until now, I had managed to stop thinking about what was going to happen when we got to our destination. Some part of me was still worried. Some part of me kept thinking it was a tramp, but overall, I had been pretty calm about it. Now I was not. Leo was getting on my nerves.

We kept walking in a really awkward silence. When Annabeth and Leo had looked at each other after I kind of implied I spoke Greek, I was certain they had reached a silent agreement to not say anything else. We walked further and soon enough, I was able to see a hill with a gigantic Christmas tree planted on top. Annabeth put on a determined face and did something I never expected. She grabbed Magnus's hand with one of hers and mine with the other. I was about to protest when she started talking.

"We need to get to Chiron, NOW" She took a deep breath and started hurrying her pace. Leo was almost running, now besides us. When we reached the Christmas tree I noticed two things.

First, a big, golden quilt was resting atop one of its lower branches. I wanted to laugh when I thought about someone putting it there as a sweater or something for the tree, but as I looked more closely at it, I realized it was no ordinary fabric. I just couldn't explain it. The thing seemed to irradiate magic. And maybe it was magic, since, under the tree, was resting a big purple dragon. At first I thought I was seeing an oversized garden hose, but as I concentrated deeply on it, I could see a freaking dragon!

Second, the tree must have created some kind of barrier, since when I extended my hand to touch the golden fabric, an invisible force pushed me backwards. Annabeth closed her eyes and said in a really serious voice:

"I, Annabeth Chase, counselor of the Athena Cabin grant Alec…" She trailed off and I realized that she was asking for my last name.

"Lightwood." She nodded in thanks and continued to speak.

"…grant Alec Lightwood and Magnus…"

"Bane" said Magnus before she even properly stopped. She nodded again in thanks.

"…Magnus Bane permission to enter Camp-Half Blood." And with that she stepped forward, dragging Magnus and me along with her. I then realize she had been holding our hands to allow us to trespass the invisible barrier. Leo walked through it nonchalantly, like he had done it a thousand times before. And maybe he had.

Letting go off our hands, Annabeth beckoned for us to follow her down the steep hill. The purple dragon growled, as if it was aware of us for the first time. Annabeth sternly looked at him and gently said:

"Calm down, Peleus, they're friends." The dragon snorted black smoke through its nose but left us alone nonetheless.

As I looked at the clearing ahead of me I had just one thought: what? In front of us was a small village. The buildings couldn't be more different from each other, but they still looked like they belonged together. Even if it was dark, I could see perfectly because, in the center of the village, in what appeared to be an amphitheater, a campfire was ablaze, dozens of people sitting together near the fire.

The sight was shocking, but it was surely beautiful. Annabeth sighed and turned around to look at Magnus and me.

"Welcome to Camp-Half Blood." She said.

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