_Annabeth Chase_

_Two days before school started. Manhattan, New York_


I lay Leo on the stretcher, relaxing my muscles from carrying him. I heard Fire Chief call for me. Turning around, I walked over to him, avoiding looking at him or the burning building 50 or so yards away. "Is everything all right? Where's Esperanza? Is Leo alright? Where's your partner?" Fire Chief asked frantically. And this guy is supposed to be in charge of the fire department.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, in there." I said, pointing at the building.

"What'd you mean you don't know? You're the superhero!"

Before I could use my witty comeback that you will not know yet, there was a ver large and very loud explosion, knocking everyone off their feet. Waves of water came charging through the streets, nearly drowning me before I flew above the water level. I don't have total control over water, but I was able to have the wind sweep it and the debris up into a tornado-like funnel, holding it in the air high above.

East River, It was closer then the Hudson. I raised my left arm, slowly moving it in an arc over my head, moving the water funnel towards the east. We weren't too far from it, a mile, a mile and a half. Just as it was slowly going in, something very large came into my peripheral vision, which was extensive due to my enhanced eye sight. I looked up and to the left, seeing Hurricane rocketing up into the clouds.

I knocked the funnel of water into the East River, then darted up to Hurricane, stopping just about the skyline. Before I could go higher, he came plummeting down, nearly hitting me. I wrapped him up in as much wind as I could, which did not help at all. Instead of slowing down I started falling too.

I shrieked, struggling to pull myself and him up. I managed to slow him down by a little before the ground was getting closer. I gathered as much strong winds as I could, putting it under Hurricane so it could push him up. I managed to slow him down, but we both still hit the ground hard, nearly knocking me out.

I pulled on the necklace around my neck, lifting it to my nose and taking a strong sniff of the beads. The beads, nearly ten, were held smelling salts inside, which I used to help stay awake during trouble. I usually didn't have to break the beads to get the salt out.

I groaned, slowly getting to my feet. Majority of the firefighters were either staring at the area where the building was or where Hurricane and I had fallen. The rest were checking on civilians that were around the explosion. I heard a groan and saw Hurricane slowly getting up. He opened his eyes, which were…green. A bright, sea green like. Instead of water blue.

"You okay?" I asked, helping him up.

"Yeah….my ass hurts though." Hurricane said, rubbing his butt. I cracked a smile, helping him walk over to Fire Chief.

"Woah, what happened to the building?" Hurricane asked, snorting. I looked at him strangely. His eyes were still green. They reminded me of Percy.

"You blew it up."

"I did? Oh shit, I did." Hurricane said, running a hand through his hair and making it messier. "Man…I am so screwed."

"On the bright side, you put out the fire."

"Why are you being so nice to me? You're even helping me."

"You just plummeted hundreds of feet into concrete. I'm surprised your even alive." I said, forcing a laugh.

"Yeah…shit!"

Hurricane just tripped over something a fell. He groaned, rolling onto his back. I tried not to laugh as I helped him back onto his feet. The sleeve of his little shirt thing ripped, a long bloody cut open from his shoulder to just below his elbow.

"Let's get you to a paramedic." I said, leading him to an ambulance.

~Sleepless Saviors~

"Hey, you've reached Percy Jackson. I'm currently unable to answer your call right now, leave a message. Or don't. Whatever you feel is necessary."

"Hey Percy. I went to Piper's and she sorta got food poisoning so I'm gonna stay till she feels better. Maybe we can finish my dorm and do yours tomorrow. Call me when you get this. Bye."

I tossed my phone into the bed, flopping backwards next to Piper. She pat my head gently. "Rough day?" Piper asked.

"I put Leo in the hospital. It was the worst day."

"At least he didn't know it was you." Piper tried.

"I also couldn't stop Hurricane from falling from the sky and cutting his arm and spraining his wrist." I added.

"Boo, you can't blame yourself. Things happen." Piper said.

"He could be seriously hurt." I added.

"Then call him! You can contact him, so why don't you?" Piper asked.

"I can't—can't call him!" I exclaimed, hyperventilating a little.

"Too late, already ringing." Piper said, tossing me my phone. She got up, rushing out of the room. I took in a few deep breaths, then picked it up, putting it to my ear.

"Hurricane emergency hotline, Hurricane speaking, what's the issue?" a tired masculine voice said.

"Oh...um...hi." I said awkwardly. "It's um…it's Grey Shadow."

"Oh." Hurricane said, peeking up slightly. "I had no idea you could call me."

"It wasn't really my idea. My friend…she took my phone. It was cause I was worried."

"About me?"

"Yeah. I mean, last I saw you, you were really hurt."

"You're not as confident on the phone as you are in person." Hurricane joked.

"You are just as annoying." I scoffed.

"Anywho…I'm chilling." Hurricane said. "My friend bailed on me and my Mom got pissed at how best up I was and I'm now forced in bed to take a day for myself. My Mom is really protective."

"You live with your mom?" I asked.

"See, you never listen to me—"

"Whenever you want to talk we are working." I pointed out.

"Your so annoying." Hurricane said.

"Why thank you. I've been told that by many people." I said.

"Why on earth are you so happy about being annoying? Who wants to be annoying?"

"Everyone says I'm annoyingly smart. I couldn't agree more. Even my best friend thinks I'm annoying."

"I don't think your annoyingly smart, your just regular annoying."

"Shut up you ass."

"I know my ass looks amazing, thank you very much for noticing."

"I did not say your ass looks good."

"You were thinking it!" Piper called.

"Go away! I'm on the phone!" I yelled.

"Who was that?" Hurricane asked.

"My girl best friend." I said. "I'm supposed to be at my best best friend's house, who's a guy, but he doesn't really know about me being Grey Shadow and girl best friend does. So I'm hiding from him."

"You have a guy best friend?"

"Yep."

"And you aren't fucking him? Wait, is he hot? Gay? Taken?"

"I am not fucking my best friend. Why does everyone ask me that? I guess he's kinda hot. I don't look at him like that. I mean, I've seen him naked multiple times, and we chill not wearing a lot of clothes. Woah, am I fucking my best friend?"

"Sounds kinda like it." Hurricane said. "He's not gay or taken, right? Cause then that'd be bad."

"No he's not gay nor taken." I said.

"Then yes, you two are totally fucking. I guess I missed my window of opportunity." Hurricane said.

"I should-I'm gonna call him. I'll see you on patrol later. Wait, your gonna go, right?"

"Of course. But fighting bad dudes might be an issue. If I die my mom will kill me. She'll find a way too."

"Your mom seems cool. I gotta go though, bye."

"See you later." Hurricane said.

I hung up, putting my phone on the bed. Piper came in, bouncing onto the bed. "So, how'd it go?" Piper asked.

"Percy and I, were just like friends, right?"

Piper looked at me, confused. "Yeah. Why?"

"I was talking to Hurricane…about Percy…Hurricane said something along the lines of having a guy best friend is impossible without fucking—"

"Oh, that. I always secretly thought you and Percy were fucking. Maybe at least dry-humping." Piper said, shrugging. "Percy is hot. And your hot too. Your like, Sexy Nerd hot. It's like jock falls for nerd. Super hot."

"Pipes, we aren't dating." I pointed out.

"But you don't let him date anyone."

"I do too! He just doesn't want to date anyone."

"Because he wants your approval first, and you hate anyone that isn't a close friend."

"You don't—I'm the reason he never goes on dates?"

"No! I didn't mean it like that!" Piper exclaimed.

She continued saying something, something I wasn't listening too. I kept my gaze on the wall, thinking hard about what she had said.