_Percy Jackson_

_Two days before school started. Jackson Residence, Manhattan, New York_

Today, I was helping Annabeth move out of my guest bedroom and into her dorm. We went to school in Long Island, pretty far from this place. Today, she was moving in and tomorrow I would. Most of her stuff was in a storage unit in Long Island. But the other stuff, like her clothes and all that, were here.

Mom was currently with Mary, my little sister, at some kiddy birthday party. Annabeth and I, were were sitting on her suitcase, trying to close it. "I really don't get it. We wear the same uniform everyday, yet your suitcase is bigger than me." I said.

"It is filled with clothes I've taken form your room. Obviously." Annabeth said, bouncing on her suitcase some more.

"What? Why?" I asked, looking at you.

"Because…when I have a guy over in my dorm that I don't want…and he sees your clothes there…he'll think I already have a boyfriend. Cause he wouldn't know that were just friends." Annabeth explained.

"Very logical."

"I am the smart one." Annabeth pointed out.

"This isn't working." I said, bouncing on the suitcase.

"Okay strong boy, show me what you've got. I'll sit, you zip." Annabeth said, pushing me off the suitcase.

Together, we managed to close the suitcase. It took about twenty additional minutes, but we did it. I, pretending to be tired, fell onto my bed, sighing dramatically. "You kill me, woman." I said. Annabeth climbed onto the bare bed, laying next to me.

"You'll get over." She said, shrugging.

"What if you broke me? What if I can never do anything ever again because you forced me to close your suitcase?" I asked dramatically.

She rolled her eyes, rolling off of the bed. "You're more dramatic then a thirteen year old girl." She said. "Now come on. I don't Piper to get first pick on her side of the room."

I sighed, getting off the bed and pulling up her suitcase. "Grab my sneakers."

"What's the magic word?"

"Abracadabra." I called, heading to the door. I heard her running down the hall, dropping a duffle bag near me and a pair of sneakers.

"Good job. Now—" my phone vibrated, which I pulled out on instinct.

Emergency alert: RAGING FIRE, Midtown Manhattan. Unstable building, citizens still inside

"Hey, Beth, I gotta go….meet…I have to go meet Jason! He's panicking and all that about school. Yeah." I said.

"Yeah, me too. Well not Jason, but. I'll just." Before she could finish, I was already back in my room, locking the door behind me.

I heard her leave the apartment and breathed a sigh of relief. I grabbed a hockey stick from the hall, sticking it up into a loose panel in the ceiling. A little bundle of clothes fell out, but never really touched the ground.

Did I forget to mention this? Well, I, Percy Jackson, am Hurricane. Shocked? No? Yes? Anyway, my little outfit was spread into water particles and replaced the clothes I was wearing. I let myself disperse into particles of water, coming back together in front of the burning building. Grey Shadow, this super cool superhero that was my partner, touched down next to me.

"What'd the plan, mi lady?" I asked.

"Shut up." she said, walking away. She went to the Fire Chief, Hephaestus Olympia. I followed her, stopping right when she did.

"How many people are still inside?" Grey Shadow asked.

"Just two, my wife and son. If I'm correct, they should be on the third floor, 3-C." Chief Olympia explained.

Grey Shadow turned to face the building, her ears perking up like a dog's. Strange. "That's where the fire started." She stated. "We get in, I'll shadow travel with the two and you use water to put out the flames."

"How are we getting in?" I asked.

"I'll fly us up and make a path for us to walk. Fire moved through air, some wind will clear us a path."

"Awesome."

"Shut up."

"What'd I say?"

"Just shut up."

She pushed off the ground, floated a foot above my head. I felt something strong pulling on my my torso, like someone trying to lift me up. Slowly, I was pulled off the ground. I was soon on Grey Shadow's level, where her face was scrunched up as she glared at me.

"Why the heck are you so heavy?" she yelled.

"This fire will burn half of New York before I finish explaining." I said, shrugging.

I pulled a small seashell out of a little pouch, throwing it at a wall. As soon as it touched the wall, it exploded into a burst of water. Grey Shadow flew through the hole, pulling me along with her. I know how stupid it sounded; a superhero based off of water flying into fire. I could just feel myself weaken from the lack of water anywhere.

Science lesson: there's always water in the air, unless there's a fire. Learned that from watching The Incredibles.

It was just like Grey Shadow said: the fire cleared a path. She let us both touch down on the charred ground. With a powerful roar she spun around and kicked the door down, knocking it off its hinges. "Can you locate them?" I asked, looking at her. She looked around the small, burning apartment before nodding.

She lead the way down a small hallway that was covered wall to wall in flames, pushing her way into a small bedroom. Okay, getting into the bedroom was harder then that. There was something big blocking the door, which Grey Shadow couldn't knock down. "Alright super girl." I said. "You kick, I'll do my thing, we do it at the same time. Should be powerful enough to knock it down."

"We need to talk about these nicknames." Grey Shadow said.

"Ready?" I asked, ignoring her comment. She got into her kicking stance. "Count us in."

"One…" I rummaged through the small pouch, finding the red seashell I was looking for.

"Two…three!" She swung a powerful kick, using her power over the wind to make it stronger. Meanwhile, I tossed the seashell in the air and punched at it, making a larger, solid and powerful fist of water it the door.

A large hole formed where we hit it, the hole dripping with water. "Good job, Water Boy." She said, jumping in through the hole. I rolled my eyes, following her into the room. The room was covered in charred everything. But from my beautiful seashell magic, every little fire was put out. Except one, in the middle of the room.

"There's the two people." Grey Shadow said, pointing to the fire. "Try putting them out."

"There's not enough water around." I said.

"Use your seashell."

"Those are only for emergencies."

"They are on fire."

"I'm not arguing with you. My supplies, my decision."

"Your insufferable." Grey Shadow proclaimed.

"You're the smart one, so think." I said. "We busted that door with your kick and a powerful water blast. Everything here is soaked except them."

"And you still don't think you should—"

"Leo?!" I exclaimed, interrupting her.

"Who's Leo?" Grey Shadow asked. "And why did you interrupt me?"

"Leo's this kid I go to school with." I said. "Spanish, looks kinda like an elf. He's Fire Chief's son."

"Leo Valdez?" Grey Shadow asked.

"Yeah…how did you know him?" I asked, now confused.

"Not important…Do you think?"

"Possibly." She went over to the kid on fire, but didn't get too close.

"Hey, Valdez, you in there?" she asked, eliciting a groan from the boy. "Dude, your on fire."

"Leonardo Valdez," I said. "Look at me!"

"Wh-who's there?" Leo's voice, weak and stuttering, came.

"Hey Valdez, it's An—Grey Shadow. It's Grey Shadow. Yep, I'm Grey Shadow."

"Yep, you've said it three times." I clarified, ignoring her stutter.

"And that is Hurricane. So, can you tell me why your on fire?" Grey Shadow asked.

"I-I don't—" Leo groaned.

"Well could you not be." Once I said this, Grey Shadow so 'gently' (that means not gently at all) smacked my arm. "Ow!"

"You can't just say that, idiot!" Grey Shadow exclaimed. "If he doesn't even know why he's on fire, how's he gonna extinguish himself?"

I pointed at Leo, who was now sitting on the floor covered in ash and not fire. "Like that."

"How'd you do that?" Grey Shadow asked, swirling her head to Leo. Unfortunately for her, he was now unconscious.

"Fire Chief said that there was another person here too." I said, turning around to look at the room. "Do that thing again."

"What thing?"

"That thing you did when we were—" a very large piece of the ceiling fell behind Grey Shadow, making both me and her jump. She looked up into the room, then silently cursed.

"I forgot this thing was on fire." she muttered.

"Look for Esperanza!" I exclaimed, hoisting Leo onto my shoulders.

"I can't!" Grey Shadow shouted frantically. "The fire—it got worse now. I can't sense any heat signatures. You'll have to extinguish it."

"If I extinguish it, this whole place is coming down!"

"Fine, give me Valdez." For such a petite girl, she easily carried Leo across her shoulders. "Alright, I'll take him outside to the paramedics. Try not to die."

"Wouldn't dream of it." I said with a smirk. She rolled her eyes before taking a deep breath. Darkness crept up her legs, encasing her and Leo in pitch black before melting away, the two of them gone.

I shrugged, not paying much attention to that. I've learned not to question Grey Shadow's powers. Hell, I barely understand my own. Like this one, that I really don't like using. My powers, I know as much as the fact that they are connected to the sea. That's where I get the magic seashell things from.

Right, anyway, to do this, I would need to call on the power of the sea. I reached inside myself, thinking of the waves and the currents, the endless power of the ocean. I thought about how it couldn't be contained, and I let it loose in a horrible scream. Reason why I hate doing this: an explosion, a tidal wave, a whirlwind of power simultaneously catching me up and blasting me down into the fire. Fire and water collided, superheated steam, and I shot upward from the building in a huge explosion, just one piece of flotsam thrown free by a million pounds of pressure. The last thing I remember before losing conscious was flying, and then falling, smoke, fire, and water streaming from me.

A/N: So, if you couldn't tell, that last part was from The Battle of the Labyrinth. Read and review!

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