(Alright response for this story has been really great so I'm now posting this next chapter for you guys, sorry it took so long…I really don't have a good excuse other than I've been addicted to anime. I am truly sorry. Anyway here it is! P.S. 'If you guys think that I should add other characters like the Argo II crew, or perhaps the Olympians, just review down below. Tnx! P.P.S. Story from the book is in italics, I can't put the whole sentence so I'll delete stuff that won't interfere much with the story, if you want you guys can bring along a copy of the book, it would probably be best to bring a copy of the book actually)

Me: Alright let's try this again.

Annabeth: I don't get why seaweed brain couldn't do it. All you have to say is-

Alex: That Simbylosis doesn't own PJO or MCGA and that he isn't R. Riordan in disguise

Annabeth: Unless he is…

(Sound of Annabeth slapping me)

Me : Ow. Just get on with it.

-HV : Magnus POV

Helgi cleared his throat, "Alright, we will start reading! Settle down everyone. Chapter one! Good morning, You're going to die!" There was a pause as the title as it sunk in, then everyone started laughing.

Percy clutched his chest and patted me on the back, "Man! First chapter and you go with that?" I held my hands up in defense, "Hey, I didn't write this book alright. Not my fault the title is so straightforward. Anyway, what would the first chapter of your book if you had one?" I said.

"I don't know-", Percy shrugged, "I accidentally vaporize my pre-algebra teacher?" I raised an eyebrow, "Now how did you manage to do that?" Percy smiled at me before sealing his lips.

"SILENCE!" Helgi's roar reverberated around the hall. "I shall now continue with the story, please keep all chit-chat restrained to your own tables!"

'Yeah, I know. You guys are going to read about how I died in agony, and you're going…"Wow! That sounds cool, Magnus! Can I die…too?" Snickers were heard around the room at that. "'No. Just, no. Don't go…off rooftops. Don't run…and set yourself on fire.'

Percy nudged Annabeth wand whispered into her ear, "Hey, let's make Leo do that last part when we get back." She gave him a light smack before returning to her listening.

'It doesn't …that way. You will not end up where I ended up. Besides, you wouldn't…deal with my situation. Unless you've got some crazy desire to see…you shouldn't even think about finding the wolf headed doors. My name is Magnus Chase-'

"I thought it was Helgi!" Hunding yelled from his seat. Slight bursts of laughter erupted from several tables, including the thanes. Helgi had turned a lovely rosy shade, then he cleared his throat and continued reading.

'I'm sixteen years old-' Helgi instantly shoved his face into his hands, knowing what would come next. Everyone started laughing as they thought of a sixteen-year-old Helgi. The laughter died down after a while, but it would take some before Helgi's face went back to normal.

'This is the story of how…I got myself killed. My day…normal enough. I was sleeping…when a guy kicked me awake and said, "They're after you." By the way,…past two years.' Percy gave me a reassuring smile, and Annabeth patted me on the back. They didn't understand that was what I hated most about it, the pity. Alex wasn't fazed however.

"Oh, poor you…" Then she hit me on the head with a plate and told me not to make a pity party of myself. Typical Alex.

'Some of you…how sad. Others may think…loser! But if you saw me…you would walk right past me like I'm invisible. You'd pray, Don't let him ask me for money. You'd wonder…surely a teenager wouldn't be…stuck outside in the middle of a Boston winter. Somebody…help that poor boy! Then…keep walking.'

Percy grimaced at the reality of the situation, wondering if that was how all the bums who he passed by when he walked down the street felt when they looked at him and asked for spare change.

'Whatever. I don't need…sympathy. I'm used to…laugh at. I'm definitely…being ignored. Let's move on. The bum…was a guy called Blitz. As usual he looked like…a dirty hurricane. His wiry black hair was full of…twigs. His face was…saddle leather, and…flecked with ice. His beard…all directions. Snow caked…his trench coat…it dragged around his feet-Blitz being about five feet five…eyes were so dilated…irises were all pupil. His permanently alarmed expression…might start screaming any second. '

"Your descriptions are so weird.", Percy said. "You're like Percy, no brain-to-mouth filter.", Annabeth replied. "Hey!", Percy argued. Annabeth shut him up with a kiss.

'I blinked…my eyes. My mouth tasted like…hamburger. My sleeping bag…didn't want to get out of it. "Who's after me?" "Not sure." Blitz rubbed his nose…like a lightning bolt." 'What would Jason look like if he had a nose like that?", Percy mused.

'"They're handing out…your name and picture."' Annabeth suddenly realized when the story started, "So it was that day?" I nodded.

'I cursed.' Halfborn nudged me with his elbow, "What did you curse? If you need any lessons I can give you a lot. Or you could learn from that spittoon over there-" Mallory hit him in the shin before smiling sweetly at me.

'Random police… I could deal with. Truant officers, community service volunteers, drunken college kids, addicts looking to roll somebody small and weak…pancakes and orange juice.' "You have a far fetched definition of a hearty breakfast Magnus.", TJ told me. Magnus shrugged, "I've no idea the last time I had pancakes and orange juice."

'But when somebody knew my name and face…bad. That meant…me specifically. Maybe the folks…were mad…breaking their stereo.' Annabeth gave me a disapproving frown. "What? The songs were driving me crazy." (Those Christmas carols had been driving me crazy.) "See! The book agrees with me!", I yelled. Annabeth swatted him, "The book was written from your head doofus."

'Maybe a security camera caught that last bit of pickpocketing I did in the Theater District.' She gave me an even bigger frown, "There better be a good reason for this, cuz." '(Hey, I needed money for pizza.)' Annabeth looked like she wanted to give me a piece of her mind, but Percy intervened. "Hey. Pizza is as good a reason as any to steal, right Magnus?" I shrugged, "Falafel is better." Percy faced me, his eyebrows doing upside-down arrows, "No, pretty sure a Happy meal is best." Annabeth put her arm in between us, like a referee. "Alright, Falafel Happy meals are the best. Alright?" "Fine.", the two huffed.

'Or maybe…ask questions about my mom's murder.' Percy looked like he wanted to ask me, but thought better of it and decided they would read about it later. 'I packed…about three seconds. The sleeping bag…fit in my backpack with…underwear. Except for the clothes… all I owned. I could blend in…pretty well. Boston was…college kids. Some…more scraggly and younger-looking than me.'

"Seriously?", Percy asked me. "I hope I don't look like that when I go to college." "When 'we' go to college seaweed brain.", Annabeth retorted. Percy smiled, "Of course." I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy for what my cousin and her boyfriend had. Something that I probably might never have with Alex.

'I turned to Blitz. "Where'd you see…flyers?" "Beacon Street." At it's mention, Percy started to sniff the air and was surprised to smell a whiff of bacon. He nudged me and pointed to the air, "Do you smell that?" "Smell what?", I asked. I took a sniff and I too found the beautiful smell of bacon lingering in the air. "Where's it coming from?" Percy decided to go in search of it, and Alex tagged along with him.

'They're coming this way. Middle-aged…daughter." I frowned. "That makes no sense. Who-" "I don't know…gotta go." Blitz squinted at the sunrise…windows orange. For reasons…hated the daylight. '"That seems suspicious.", Annabeth told me. 'Maybe he was…vampire. "You should…see Hearth. He's…in Copley Square." I tried…irritated. The local street people…hovering around me.

I imagined the many taunts I would receive from Alex if she were here, I silently thanked Percy for leading her away, and prayed for their successful hunt for bacon. '"I appreciate it," I said. "I'll be fine." Blitz chewed…thumbnail. "I dunno…be extra careful." "Why?" He glanced…my shoulder. "They're coming." I didn't see anybody. When I turned…gone. I hated…did that. Just-Poof. They guy…ninja. A homeless vampire ninja.' "I can definitely see the similarities between you and Percy," Annabeth told me.

"Just by hearing me describe Blitz?," I asked. "By your description." At that exact moment, Percy and Alex returned with four plates of smoking hot bacon. "Where'd you guys get them?," I asked. Percy pointed back to the entrance of the feast hall, "Some dudes were have a stall open, selling this stuff for red gold or whatever, Alex paid." Alex nodded, "Yeah, so everyone who eats owes me a dollar." "Eat all you can bacon for a dollar, pretty good deal right?, "Percy said, slurping up bacon like a human vacuum. Halfborn took Percy's lead and ate just like Percy. Not wanting to waste my dollar I took a handful and stuffed them in my mouth.

'Now I had a choice…spot the people who were looking for me. Blitz's description…made me curious. A middle-aged white guy…on a bitter-cold morning. Why? Who were they?' "Were they monsters," Percy asked me, before belching out bacon breath in harmony with Halfborn. I shook my head.

'I crept…the pond. Almost nobody…under the bridge. I could hug…without them seeing me. Snow coated the ground. The sky was…blue. The bare tree…dipped in glass. The wind cut…mind the cold. My mom…I was half polar bear.' "You think Frank could change into half-polar bear and half-human?, " Percy asked Annabeth.

'Dammit, Magnus. I chided myself. After two years…still a minefield. I stumbled over one…blown to bits'. "I hope I won't have to experience that with Sally…," Percy said. "Me, Nico, Thalia, and the rest won't stand for it., "Annabeth comforted him.

'I…focus. The man…coming this way. The man's sandy hair…bothered to cut it. His baffled expression…substitute teacher's:…where it came from. His dress shoes…for a Boston winter. His socks…shades of brown.. His tie…in total darkness.' "Cuz, please tell me you have a better description for how I look when you see me."

'The girl…his daughter. Her hair…lighter blond. She was dressed…at the neckline. Her expression…angry. She gripped a sheaf…unfairly. If she was looking…not want to be found. She was scary.' Annabeth had a beaming smile after my description, "Thank you for having the decency to feel scared cuz, it's my job description."

'I didn't recognize…very old memory. Father and daughter…path forked. They looked around…in the dead of winter. "Unbelievable," said the girl. "I want to strangle him." Assuming…down a little more. Annabeth snickered. Her dad sighed. "We should…killing him. He is…uncle." "But two years?" the girl demanded. "Dad, how…for two years?" "I can't explain…actions. I never….Annabeth."'

Percy made a dramatic gasp, "And this is the scene in the soap where the long-lost family member is reunited!" Annabeth whacked him and he promptly shut up. 'I inhaled…hear me. A scab…off my brain-' "That would hurt.", TJ said. 'exposing…six years old. Annabeth. Which means…Uncle Frederick? I flashed back…the adults yelled at each other downstairs.'

'"You're lucky…with your momma'. Annabeth stacked…her miniature building.' "Of course that's what you would be doing wise girl," Percy chided her. My cousin laughed and threw her arm around Percy. It was amazingly…like a temple. "I'm…run away." I had no…meant it. I was…her confidence. Then…in the doorway. His fists…clenched. His grim expression…on his sweater. "Annabeth, we're leaving." Annabeth…at me. Her gray eyes…for a first grader's. "Be safe, Magnus." With a flick…domino temple. That was…I'd seen her.'

"She reminds me a lot of Miss Keen over here!," Halfborn grunted. Mallory sneered before breaking an empty plate of bacon over his head. The grease dripped from his beard and onto the table, as he licked some and gave me a thumbs up.

'Afterward…staying away from your uncles. Especially Randolph. I won't give…he wants. Ever. She wouldn't explain…had argued about. You have to trust me, Magnus. Being around them…dangerous. I trusted…mom. Even after her death…my relatives. Now, suddenly…looking for me.'

"I understand how you would feel," Percy told me, "It's pretty creepy. It's like they're only looking for you because they need you to do something for them. Pretty much like the Gods."

'Randolph lived…in Virginia. Yet here…photo on them. Where had they…photo of me? My head buzzed…their conversation. "-to find Magnus," Uncle Frederick was saying. He checked…smartphone. "Randolph is at…South End. He says no luck. We should try…the park." "How do we…Magnus is alive?" Annabeth asked miserably. "Missing…two years. He could be…ditch somewhere!" Part of me…shout, TADA!'

Snickers were heard in various places and Annabeth nudged me for like the fifth time that day, "I knew someone was listening in and watching us…I could just feel it. I'm surprised that it was actually you, that was listening. I thought it was some monster of some sort."

'Even though…I'd seen Annabeth. I didn't like…her distressed. But after so long…understand what's going on.' "Wise move," Annabeth told me. "Though it might have saved us more trouble if you had jumped out." '"Randoph is…alive," said Uncle Frederick. "He's…in Boston. If his life…in danger…" '

The tension in the room suddenly went up triple-fold at the word danger. If I could smell emotions, I could smell a load of excitement surrounding our table. And excitement meant that I would get horrifically embarrassed when my fight with Surt came up.

'They set off…by the wind. I was shivering…from the cold. I wanted…demand to hear what was going on. How did Randolph…still in town? Why…looking for me? How was my life in danger…on any other day? But…follow them. I remembered…ever told me. I'd been reluctant…made me look at her. Magnus, run. Hide. Don't trust anyone. I'll find you. Whatever you do, don't go to Randolph for help.'

'Then before…out the window. Two pairs of glowing…from the darkness… I shook off…toward the Common. Uncle Randolph…contacted Frederick and Annabeth. He'd gotten…to Boston. All this time…I was missing. It seemed impossible…tell them about it now?' "We were wondering the exact same thing," Annabeth muttered.

'Without confronting him…way to get answers. His town house...easy walk from here. According…Randolph wasn't home. He was somewhere…looking for me. Since nothing started a day…pay his place a visit.'

Helgi shut the book. "That's the end of chapter one! Now I'll let Hunding read before I blow a blood vessel from all your noise." He stalked out of the hall, but stopped at the bacon stall and bought himself a plate.

"Let's start reading then…shall we?"

(end of chapter 2…you guys have no idea how long it took me to write just this one chapter, so it'll take a while before the next chapter comes up. See you again next time guys!)