Disclaimer: I only own the mortals and plot. All of the other characters and stories belong to Rick and the CW.

"Move, Seaweed Brain! We're going to be late for school!" Annabeth yelled as she began jogging. Percy had taken a very long time to get up that morning, so now he and Annabeth had to run to the subway in order to arrive at school in a timely manner.

"I'm coming. I'm coming," Percy replied beginning to jog as well. After another couple minutes of jogging, the pair made it to an entrance to the underground and got on the subway as fast as they could.

It was a weekday, so, as usual, there was nowhere for Annabeth and Percy to sit down, but they didn't mind standing. They were only on the subway for a couple of the two had found a place to stand, Annabeth let out a sigh of relief. She was still anxious about being late, but Goode was only a couple blocks from their stop.

Percy put his hand on his girlfriend's shoulder. "Relax, Annabeth. We still have plenty of time." He checked his watch. "The bell rings in ten minutes. We won't be late, and even if we are a couple minutes late, it's not a big deal."

"I know, but I still would rather be there on time," Annabeth remarked. "Besides, you can't risk getting detention today. You might have to miss the swim meet." Percy had been going to practice for a while, but this was going to be his first meet since he had gotten back to Goode.

"Speaking of the meet, will you be there to cheer us on?" He gave Annabeth puppy dog eyes.

"Of course I will be, dummy." Annabeth rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's question. "Thalia, Nico, Hazel, Will, Frank, Chloe, Rebekah, Jules, Max and I are all going to be there to cheer you and Tucker on. Besides, I've heard that Mr. Phillips gets really into meets. Apparently, it's hilarious."

Percy laughed. "Oh, it is. Trust me. It's the best part of the whole thing." He laughed again at the memories of his coach's antics.

"Look! It's about to be our stop," Annabeth interjected. Both she and Percy made sure they had all of their stuff, and got ready to leave once the doors opened.

When the train stopped, there was a mob of people waiting to get on. Usually, the custom was that whoever was exiting the train would go through the doorway first, but today it was so crowded that it became every man for himself. People pushed one another aside and it created chaos. Percy and Annabeth pushed through the crowd, and managed to get on the platform unharmed and without losing any of their belongings. The pair ran up the stairs and out onto the street.

They arrived at school slightly panting because they had decided to sprint the four long blocks from the subway to Goode.

Percy checked his watch again. "Yes!" He exclaimed. "We got here with two minutes to spare." He and Annabeth high fived on their way to their respective lockers.

"Why do you look like you just ran a mile?" Will asked Percy in homeroom.

Percy laughed. "I was a little late getting up this morning, so Annabeth made me run from my apartment to the subway and from the subway to here." He yawned, and stretched. "I'm still really sleepy, though."

"Wow! Percy Jackson is tired in homeroom? Shocking!" Will teased his friend. Percy was always tired on school mornings. He had even taken a ten minute nap in homeroom before.

Percy lightly swatted Will's shoulder. "I don't know what you're talking about! I'm always awake and alert during homeroom." They both laughed, and continued to talk until the first period bell rang.

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"Alright team," Mr. Phillips said. He pulled the huddle in closer to him. "Here's the plan. We're gonna' show up, and we're gonna crush them, just like that. Got it?!"

"Yes,Sir!" the team yelled back to him. Their voices echoed around the team room. Ever since Goode swim meets became co-ed (both the boys and girls teams competed at the same meet), pep talks were held in the team room instead of the boys or girls locker room.

"Good! I don't care how good they are or how nice their suits are or how soft their hair is. We have the better team! And we are going to beat their team to a pulp!" He punched his fist into the air when he said pulp in order to better articulate his point.

"Yeah!" the team cheered while trying to hold back their laughter. Mr. Phillips always made pep talks like this, random and strange but, at the same time, oddly motivating.

"So let's go do this thing!" Mr. Phillips shouted on the top of his lungs.

The team cheered as they exited the room out onto the pool deck. "Yeah!" "Let's go!" "Goode High for the win!" "Woo Hoo!"

As their teammates showed off their excellent war cries, Percy and Tucker looked for their friends in the bleachers.

Percy spotted them first. They were on the first row of bleachers only a couple of feet away from where he and Tucker were standing. "Hey guys." He said pulling Tucker along with him as he walked towards their friends.

"Hey," they all replied. Percy went to go talk to Annabeth, but Tucker just stayed where he was standing.

"Wait a minute! Where's Rebekah?" he asked. "I thought she said yesterday that she was coming."

"She was going to, but a family thing came up, so she had to go home," Jules explained.

"Oh," replied Tucker. "That's too bad. I hope it's nothing serious with her family. Oops!" Tucker face palmed. "Did I just jinx it?"

Max laughed at his friend. "That's not how jinxing works, dude, but speaking of jinxing, break a leg or arm or whatever you're supposed to say to a swimmer before a race."

Tucker laughed. "Thanks man." He looked over at the rest of the team, some of whom were getting ready to swim. "Hey, Percy! We should probably head back to the team." Neither him nor Percy had events very early on, but they were still supposed to be with the team for moral support.

Percy nodded. "Yeah we should. See you guys later!" He waved at his friends as he and Tucker walked back to the team.

Percy had five events in this meet. He was doing the 100 meter freestyle, the 100 meter butterfly, and the 200 IM. Even though most of the events he was doing were long distance, he was the best at sprinting, but Mr. Phillips put him in the events that the team was weakest in in order to ensure the most wins possible.

The 200 IM was the last event of the meet. Percy had won all of his other events by a landslide, but Mr. Phillips was still worried about the IM.

pulled Percy over during the heat before his. "Listen, Jackson, you're my best swimmer, and I know you would never let me down, but look over there." He pointed the a clump of swimmers from the other team. "See that tall one with the dark hair?"

Percy nodded. "Yeah. He was in the 100 free with me. Why?"

"His name is Giles. The last time we raced him in the 200 IM, he beat your record, so I need you to be going full out. We have to win this event, or die trying! You got me!?" Mr. Phillips looked Percy directly in the eye. His face was uncomfortably close to Percy's and the Son of Poseidon could feel his coach's hot breath upon his face.

Percy saluted Mr. Phillips. "Sir, yes, Sir."

The older man nodded sharply. "Good. Now go make him with he had never been born!"

When it was finally time for Percy's heat. He climbed up onto the block and got ready to dive. He looked at the two people in the lanes next to him. To his surprise one of them was Giles.

Giles had a look of intense concentration on his face, and he looked ready to start at any moment. Percy decided to take a leaf of of his rival's book, and stop looking around and just concentrate on the race that was about to begin.

Everyone, both swimmer and viewers were tense, waiting for the buzzer to ring. When it did ring, the crowd erupted in cheers as the eight lined up swimmers dove into the water.. Percy was very careful not to lose control, as all the noise around him started to float into the background. All Percy heard, was the water lapping around his body as went for his next stretch.

Halfway through the race, Percy checked behind him, and saw that Giles was less than one body length behind him. Percy sped up just a little bit, keeping his pace fast, but possible for a high school swimmer.

For a while Giles was still keeping up with Percy, but on the very last length, he began to lag behind a little bit. At the end of the race Giles's hands touched the cross on the side of the pool six hundredths of a second after Percy's hands.

While they were both still in the water, Percy held his hand out to Giles across the lane line. "Good race. You're a really good swimmer."

Giles shook the offered hand. "Thanks. You too. I hope I get to race you again this season."

Percy laughed, "Till next time then,"

He and Giles both got out of the pool and went back to their respective teams. Percy's time was the best out of any heat, but Giles got second place.

After the meet was over, and Percy had showered and changed, it was already dusk, so the group of demigods decided to go out for dinner to celebrate Goode High's victory.

There was a taco place only three short blocks away from the school so they all decided to walk. Everyone was talking and laughing about the race when they heard a scream coming from a deserted street. The demigods shared a look and ran to find the source of the noise.

When the group arrived at the alley way, they saw something they could not believe. There was a young looking man, maybe in his mid twenties, pinning a middle aged man to the side of a building with only one hand. The older man was clearly the source of the scream; his face was frozen in terror, but his body was limp and unconscious. The thing that was unbelievable was the younger man's face. There were red veins forming cobwebs of blood under his eyes, and he had two huge fangs dripping with blood protruding from his mouth. His mouth was also covered in blood. After seeing one side of the older man's neck, the teens realized that the blood all over the monster was that of his captive.

Percy was the first to react. "Let him go!" he shouted as he uncapped Riptide. His fellow demigods also took out their weapons. The monster's eyes widened as he saw their swords, knives, shields and bows, but he did not let go of the man. The demigods charged at the monster and began hacking slicing and shooting, but none of their efforts were actually hurting the monster. Their celestial bronze and imperial gold weapons passed right through him.

Once the monster saw that their weapons could not hurt him, he laughed. "Idiots. Did you really think that that would hurt me! I'm invincible. Last night, I defeated death and tonight I did it again!" The monster laughed once again, but this time he sounded much less sane. He launched himself at the group of demigods and mortals.

The demigods were at a loss. What could they do? They had no weapons that would kill this creature because they did not carry weapons that would kill mortals.

But Annabeth had an idea. "Frank! Shift into something big. Quickly!" she shouted. Frank took the hint and shifted into a grizzly bear. He met the monster head on and began to claw, scratch and bite him. Frank was managing to hold the monster off, but he would not be able to for much longer. Every time he managed to hurt the monster, the wound healed right away.

Suddenly a tall bulky man rushed into the alley way. He pushed bear Frank away from the monster and began to fight. He and the creature traded blows for a little while before the new man overpowered the monster and stabbed him in the heart.

After it was stabbed the monster fell upon the ground. As it fell it's skin began to turn light grey and all of it's veins turned dark grey. It's skin looked the same as Elijah's did when he arrived at the big house with a dagger in his chest.

Frank took a shuddery breath. "What just happened?" He and the other demigods were in varying states of confusion and distress. Will's eyes were wide enough to be saucers and his mouth was hanging open in shock. Nico's eyes were flicking from the dead body to the dead vampire as if he did not know what scared him more.

Annabeth, however, was eyeing her friends' weapons in confusion. "Why didn't our weapons work?" she asked Percy.

"That was the question I was about to ask," said a familiar voice. The group of teens all turned to look at the stranger who had helped them and had just spoken. With all that had happened, they had all forgotten about him for a moment. When they actually looked at the stranger properly, they realized that he was no stranger at all.

"Mr. Gilbert?!" Annabeth exclaimed. "What are you doing here? What was that thing?" She stared at the teacher with her intense grey eyes.

"It was a vampire, wasn't it?" asked Hazel. Her voice was shaking, but she knew what she had seen. The blood drinking, the fangs, getting killed by a wooden stake, it all added up. When she had been living in New Orleans, she had heard her fair share of vampire stories. But she never thought those stories were true.

Jeremy nodded gravely. "Yes, he was. A newborn it seems from what he said, and how weak he was. My guess is that he was turned the other night." He knelt down to inspect the body of the victim. He searched for a pulse, but there was none. The vampire had killed the man before Jeremy could get there. He cursed under his breath. If he had been a little quicker, the man might still be alive, and no one would have seen the vampire, but now he was stuck with a dead body and a bunch of confused teens who knew much than they should.

"You guys need to promise you won't tell anyone about what you just saw. Knowing about this stuff is dangerous, and it increases your chance of getting killed by about ten million percent. If you tell anyone, you'll be putting both of you in danger."

The demigods quickly nodded in agreement. They were all in shock at what they had just scene, and didn't want anyone to get hurt like the man who was now lying dead in the alley way.

"How did you know how to kill him?" Nico asked suspiciously gesturing to the wooden stake embedded in the heart of the vampire.

"It's what I do," Jeremy explained shortly.

"You go around killing vampires?" Will asked incredulously. "I thought you were an art teacher; not some sort of vampire hunter."

Jeremy shook his head. "I am an art teacher. I used to do this full time, but now I just hunt on the side. Also, I don't just go around killing vampires. Not all vampires are bad. A lot of them don't kill, they just use blood bags or hunt for animals. I only kill the ones that feed on humans."

Frank, who was still in bear form, shifted back to human and stood up. "That makes sense."

Jeremy's eyes widened. "Weren't you just a bear?" He said pointing to the place where bear Frank had been lying and then at human Frank.

"Uh . . ." Frank looked at his with an anxious expression. He thought that the Mist would cover up his shape shifting, so he wouldn't have to explain it, but for some reason the Mist hadn't worked.

"And why are you guys armed like renaissance fair workers?" Jeremy inquired of the demigods. The the demigods were very confused. The mist should be making him see baseball bats and sling shots instead of swords and bows.

Percy sighed. "It's a long story, but . . ." As he explained about the gods and their children, the Jeremy got more and more confused. Finding out that vampires exist is a bit much for one's brain, but then adding the existence of the Greek and Roman gods on top of it? His brain was about to explode.

After Percy finished his explanation, Jeremy was the first to speak. "So you're saying that you're all children of gods and goddesses and the reason no one knows about you is magic fog?" Disbelief permeated his voice. He had heard and seen a lot of strange things, but demigods? That was pushing his suspension of disbelief.

"Yep," Percy answered. "But we call it the Mist, not magic fog."

Jeremy nodded slowly. "So you really are demigods. What gods are you the children of?"

"I'm the son of Apollo. Nico is the son of Hades. Hazel is the daughter of Pluto. Frank is the son of Mars, but he is a special descendant of Neptune, which allows him to shapeshift. Thalia is the daughter Zeus. Annabeth is the daughter of Athena, and Percy is the son of Poseidon," Will explained for everyone.

"So that's why you're so good at swimming!" Jeremy mused. "You're the son of the sea god. Wow, that makes so much sense. Philips goes on and on about you and your swimming skills."

Percy blushed and scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, I try not to use my powers, but I'm still naturally advantaged when it comes to swimming."

While Jeremy was asking questions to the demigods about their parents, Annabeth was taking a closer look at the now dead vampire. When she saw the design on the stake, she gasped in surprise.

Thalia gave Annabeth a concerned look. "What is it?" she asked. Annabeth, being extremely clever, was almost never surprised.

"Look at the design on the stake," Annabeth answered. The group all gathered around the body to see what was Annabeth so freaked out.

When the rest of the demigods saw the stake, they understood why Annabeth was surprised. It looked like a snowflake, and it was the same mark as the one that was on the stake that killed James.

"Did you do it?" Thalia demanded. She glared at Mr. Gilbert accusingly.

"Did I do what?" Jeremy responded. The demigod's behavior was confusing him. Why was his stake such a big deal? They were more bothered by the stake than they were by the vampire.

"Did you kill James?" Thalia clarified. When Mr. Gilbert still looked confused, she elaborated. "You know, dark brown hair, teenager, tattoo on his arm, murdered with a stake identical to this one a couple days ago? Not ringing any bells for you?"

Jeremy shook his head. "I'm sorry that he died, but I never killed anyone of that description. I only kill vampires. I don't go around shoving stakes into humans. What kind of monster do you think I am?"

Annabeth jumped in before Thalia could answer. "Then how was James murdered with a stake with the exact same mark as the one you used. Besides, you showed up yesterday at the place where he was killed when we were investigating. Are you calling all of that a coincidence?"

"Yes ,because I'm not the only person in New York City with a mark like that on my weapons. I was at the crime scene because I had heard about the murder through the grapevine. I was seeing if there was an truth to the rumors," Jeremy explained.

Annabeth raised her eyebrows in disbelief. "And who are these other people?"

Jeremy sighed. "When Will said I was a vampire hunter, he was correct. I'm a Hunter, with a capital H. I'm part of this brotherhood, The Brotherhood of the Five. Five Hunters with enhanced speed, strength and immunity to mind control, but most of the time these five Hunters don't even know about the Brotherhood or why they have powers. They just have subconscious need to kill vampires that eventually takes them over completely. I was given a conscience by a friend, so I could choose not to kill, but other Hunters kill vampires no matter the cost, even if that cost is human life. Every Hunter, even if they don't know why, puts that mark on every weapon. If your friend was killed by a stake with that mark, my guess is that he got in the way of a Hunter, so the Hunter got rid of him."

"Wow," Percy remarked. "So most Hunters are basically terrorists? They think they are doing the right thing but are actually causing mass destruction."

Jeremy nodded. "Exactly," He turned to the demigods. "I know that you want to find who killed your friend, but you need to let me do this. If you stick your head too far in, it will get chopped off, and I don't want that to happen. I'll let you know if I find him." As he said this, his phone started to buzz. Jeremy looked at the caller ID, and frowned. "I have to go, but remember, don't stick your nose in where it doesn't belong, and don't tell anyone unless you want to get them and yourself killed." With that, he left the group of demigods.

The demigods continued on to tacos with their brains buzzing with new information and questions. They were not the only ones who had a lot on their mind. Jeremy was also overwhelmed by what he had just learned.

I have a little game. Ever since chapter eight, I have been using the names of chapters and episodes from fandoms I love. The first person to comment with the fandom that the chapter name belongs to will win. Last chapter's title was from Vampire Diaries. Congrats to fairchildsforlife for guessing the chapter title. Thank you for reading and thank you to OphiuchusIXII for reviewing. Thank you to all the people who followed, voted and left Kudos. Also, I wanted to give a special thank you to OphiuchusIXII for helping me with this chapter. There were a lot of Mistakes that would have ruined the story, but you found and fixed them. As always constructive criticism is loved and appreciated, so please review.