Took my brother long enough to update. Now if he can just get the next chapter for 'Clash of the Immortals' finished. Anyways, here's the next chapter for this fanfiction, and even if you don't have much of an interest in it, at least give it a chance every once in a while.

The big city. God, how I've missed this place, especially the time of it now, night time. Camp Isn't a bad place, but considering the fact I never really wanted anything to do with the fucking joint doesn't exactly make anything better for me. Most of the half-bloods are prejudice against the entire mortal population. They think since they have nothing to do with Olympus that they are not worth the time. They all disgust me that way. Mortals are stronger than they realize. Unlike the other half-bloods, I've lived to see their full hardship, and they are just as strong as the Olympians could ever be. Without mortal, the Olympians are nothing. Mortal are just as valuable as the Olympians. The universe no longer has any use for the Olympians. There was a time when they were needed, but that time is now utterly spent. The age of Olympus is over. The age of mortals is supreme.

As for half-bloods, they believe they are stronger than mortals since they are half gods. Whether half-bloods like it are not, they are mortal as well. They don't live forever; they live and die like mortals. Half-bloods however die a lot sooner than mortal; it makes them all the less meaningful to this world. Mortal have many opportunities in life. All half-bloods know how to do is cause war, death, violence, and destruction. For me, I may be a half-blood, one that's half a greek titan and half a roman giant, but with me being raised mostly by mortals, I like to think myself as a half-blood with an actual well-formed conscience.

Well, back to the moment. The two life forces I found earlier have yet to be found. With New York being filled with approximately eight million people, they could be anywhere and anyone. I have no idea how I can find them. Some life forces are easily predictable for me to find, but these two, these two are somehow different. With theme being two completely new life forces, it's hard to locate them. The fact that it seems they keep disappearing then reappearing over and over again isn't exactly helping either. Out of all people that have to do this shit, it always has to be me. Why?

Just as I was dwelling on that, someone ran in front of me and crashed into me. I was sent to the ground with my crasher on top of me. I looked to see who had crashed into and was about to apologize, but what I saw wasn't something I thought I'd see around here. I saw Clarisse La Rue on me, and by the look on her face, she had been crying for something.

"Clarisse?" I asked shock to see her.

She seemed surprised that I was the one she ran into. She immediately got off of me and began running away again. I didn't really have time to let myself get involved in whatever business Clarisse is in right now, but despite that, I was really tired of searching around for these two new life forces. Besides, who wouldn't be interested to know what would make someone as strong as Clarisse La Rue cry.

(Sea of Monsters movie Clarisse La Rue)

I teleported myself right near her as I she tried to keep running.

"Clarisse, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Go away!" She said, turning away and running away again.

I know she didn't want to be followed or didn't want me around her right now, but despite that, I had to see what her problem was. I teleported next to her again.

"Clarisse, what is going on?" I asked.

"Stay away from me Marshall!" She exclaimed and tried to run away from me again. Does she not know I can simply pick her life up in my senses and follow her as long as I want? I would think everyone who knows of me would know that by now. Oh well, she'll learn sooner or later. Time to teleport yet again.

"Clarisse, you're making this harder than this has to be." I said.

"Damn it Marshall!" She exclaimed, charging at me.

This fighting shit is not only pointless for me, but it's also old and pathetic. As she was gonna punch me in the face, I grabbed a hold of her wrist. She tried to strike with her other hand, but I grabbed her other wrist to. I then brought her to an embrace, to try to prevent her from trying to run away again. She squirmed and tried to get away, but I held her tight.

"Clarisse, calm down." I said.

After I said that, she did settle, but only in squirming. She was still shedding tears, and from what I can tell, a lot more than before. She grabbed a hold of my shirt and was just hold onto me as if her life depended on it.

"Come on, let's go somewhere else." I suggested. She didn't protest, so I took as her way of saying "whatever". And so I teleported us to the one place I knew we would be away from any other ears or eyes.

A few minutes later, I have Clarisse sitting on the couch of the beach house I have here on Long Island. I made this place as a getaway from both Olympus and Camp Half-Blood whenever someone pisses me off. Right now, it's a getaway for Clarisse so no one can see her like this. I just returned to her after stepping into the kitchen and making her a cup of hot chocolate.

"So Clarisse, what's wrong?" I asked, handing her a cup.

"Chris." She simply said before taking in some hot chocolate.

"What about him?" I asked, not really seeing the big picture here.

"I was just looking after my godson, when I caught him making out with a daughter of Aphrodite. So I ran away from Camp to get as far from him as I possibly could." She said with tears forming again. I wrapped my arm around her to try to comfort her.

"I'm sorry to hear that Clarisse." I said.

"I can't believe I thought he cared for me. How could I be so stupid?" She said.

"You're not stupid; he was just a selfish bastard." I said.

"I don't know why I thought he could've loved me. I mean, I'm not a daughter of Aphrodite, I'm a daughter of Ares. No man would ever want me." She said.

"How could you say that about yourself?" I asked.

"Look at me Marshall." She started as she got up in front of me. "Take a good look at me. I mean, how can anyone like me? I – I – I" She started but couldn't finish.

"You're beautiful." I said.

"What?" She asked.

"You're beautiful." I said, wiping her tears away.

"You really think so?" She asked with hope in her eyes.

"I know so." I said, placing my hand on her cheek. I don't know what I'm doing honestly. I think I'm still just trying to help her, but something is just edging me to do much more. She sighed and was pressing my hand to her face. I guess what I said was all she really wanted to hear from someone. Then she looked at me. When she did, I saw something in her eyes what I wasn't expecting. Admiration.

She was slowly moving towards me. She placed her hands around my neck and was just keeping me in a strong glance. She parted her lips and she slowly closed her eyes. She was kinda hesitating, so I just closed the gap for her.

The kiss started slowly since either of us had any idea on what the hell we're doing. But as it went on, it became all the more knowing for ourselves. We only pulled away when we needed air. When I look at her in the eyes again, I saw yet another thing in her. Love.

"Thank you Black." She said as she came in for another kiss, which I accepted.

If this is love, it feels good so far. It's a lot stronger with Clarisse than it was with Annabeth. She and I used to date, sorta. She had feelings for me; I on the other hand didn't really have any for her. She's made my life a lot harder than what it already had to be the very moment I first met her. After I defeated my mother with the help from the rest of the titans and giants, Annabeth was not happy that I just went ahead and left her for the fate of the titans and giants. We argued about it for over a week. I was so sick of it, so sick of her that I couldn't take her existence anymore. I wanted her out of my life, so I dumped her. I never wanted anything with her anyways. I only agreed to date her because I didn't want to break her heart. But now, I no longer care. I had enough with her trying to be a smart ass towards me, especially when all she ever succeeded was prove my point that I better than her in every way and that she and I have absolutely nothing in common. After she and I broke up, I decided to live my life without any woman. I never saw the point of love when I was younger, though I'm not entirely sure if I can say that now with Clarisse.

When she pulled away, she wrapped herself around me. I wrapped my arms around her to. I pulled onto the couch with me, we just laid there holding each other and enjoying each other's company. I had no idea what to make of us right now. Was this a real thing, was just a caught up thing of the moment, or was this the start of something new? I was about to ask her, but I didn't because she had fallen asleep. I just laid there, deep in thought of how to process what went on between her and me. But as time went on, he being asleep on me ended up making me tired, and I just decided to let this, whatever it is, to be figured out later. So eventually, I just passed out and fell asleep myself.

That's all I got, not much, but better than nothing. So read, review, favor and/or follow. Later people