A/N hopefully it comes out good! And by the way It's kinda like a crossover just because it has very basic elements from the night world like Maya and that stuff! XD Disclaimer: I'm not Rick Riordan, sadly! Why can't i not be. Well mostly because I'm not a middle aged male living in NYC making stories about gods. Well at least I'm human and I live in NYC. Well I simply CANNOT be because life is tough then you die. Please REVIEW! It helps with the coming of more chappies! Oh well, hope you like my fic (at least I own that).(and so sorry that I got the chappies messed up this is four!)(btw The huge guy Selene sees at the dinning pavilion kinda looks like biff tannen.)And all you guys out there should listen to The Beatles and appreciate their music!(P.S. I don't think it's normal but Paul McCartney is sexy at 68 even! many agree with me so don't judge!) They put all music of this time (YES THAT INCLUDES JUSTIN BEIBER, YOUNG MONEY, LITTLE WAYNE, AND THAT IDIOT DRAKE! SO EAT THAT SUCKERS!) to SHAME! Enjoy!

Chapter Eight

"Okay, so say it again."

"Four sisters,
One from the North,
Dropped as silk from the Wind,
One from the East,
Daughter of the Hearth,
One from the South,
One with the Earth,
One from the West,
Born from the Sea.
Shall turn,
Taken as wives, fallen angels from Olympus,
Will rise again.
If one shall fall,
Twelve plauges shall clott the sky,
as all watch in terror,
as the come of the apacalypse,
destroies all."

"Whoa. That's some serious shit."

"Tell me about it," I exhale exastperated. I look over to Percy and Annabeth, wishing they knew how to solve all this and get home. We found out that we magicly landed in Liverpool, Great Britian. Great, we are in Britian. Like million of miles away from home. And to make matters worse we don't know anyone here, nor do we have ways to get in contact with the camp. And to make us hit rock bottom we don't have not even a penny on us. I look around as if to ingrave this seventies styled dinner in my head. I spot a hot guy eating by himself at the end of the dinner at the last booth. He had mop-top hair, it looked like a certain shade of brown but if you really looked at it it looked black, and his huge almond shaped eyes were a shade of brown but a pretty brown that could be mistaken for hasel, green even, in different lighting. He had a perky nose and a round face with big cheeks, for a kid that looked eighteen years old, made him look the least like a sixteen year old. He was still fit and muscular, not like Apollo or Leo but normal muscular not mucsles poping out of your shirt but an I eat healthy no mucsles but still sexy, but his face was attractive and sweet in the same sense. He looked down at the 'chips' he was eating, which wasn't really chips but just french fries. I looked down at the chips I was eating and my stomache churned. I hate french fries. I used to love them untill one day when I was seven I ate over seventy french fries. It got me so sick I had to go to the hospital and puck the whole stuff out and on top of that they gave me an IV. Ouch! So now when ever I look at french fries I feel like throwing up.

"Hey you gonna eat that?" Asked Percy. "You're turning green."

"Na." I said handing over the 'chips'. I look over to the beatle look a like and smile. Do you think that if I walked over to him he would sing a song for me, I asked my self. Highly doubt it. I looked over to him and he looked up too, at the same time. He caught me gaze and smiled. He lifted his hand and waved a small wave. I smiled and lifted my right hand waving. He stops and double takes at my wrist. I quickly pull iyt back down and realized that I shoed him my blemish, ya know the one with the freaky snake eatiing it's tail yada yada yada! Yawn. He stood up and started walking towards me.

"Um, guys we have to go, LIKE NOW!" I looked over at him and saw he was now ten booths away."There's a monster coming towards us." I grabed Percy and Annabeth's hand and we shot out. I looked back and saw he was still following us. I looked back at Percy and Annabeth, their faces confused. Untill I felt a hand grab my wrist and fingers curl around my wrist. I turn my head and see the guy from inside. Annabeth grabs my shoulders and tugs me towards them.

"Let me go!" I hiss at him. I try to pry my hands from his tight grasp. He pulled back my sleeve to see my wrist and swiped his thumb over my damaged raised skin.

He smiled and let go,"what's your name?" He said in an adorable british accent.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because you're one of us," he said exposing the skin of his wrist. On the inside of his wrist there was the same scar, dark henna of an ouroboros eating it's tail, eating it's tail all wrong, it was forming a four circled Trefoil knot as it was facing me. In the center was the Wiccan Pentacle. He smiles and extends his hand. I take it and shake it,"Desmond John at your service."

"Selene Redfern," I giggle.

"So, I thought there was a monster." Said Annabeth.

"False alarm." I say.

"Daughter of who?" Asked Desmond.

"Poseidon," said Percy," I'm her brother. And I don't think it's the smartest thing to talk to strangers with freaky tattoos." He grabed my hand and pulled on me.

"Look!" I said looking at Percy. I showed him my raised scar and shove it under his nose. I looked back at Desmond who is smiling with genuin amusement. "So, you said 'You're one of us, well, who is us exactly?"

"Well, I would tell ya but it's a secret."

As we were walking back inside, Desmond started talking to me about the Night World untill I asked him how the Night World was related to this freaky jibberish on the inside of my wrist. "We'll get there." Is all he responded. Apperntly, the Night World is an unkown, to humans at least, society for witches, shapeshifters, werewolves, and heres the kicker VAMPIRES.

"Ya ready to hear of the freakiness on how it all started," he asks as we sit back on the booth.

"Sure."

"Well, before the vampires there were humans, shapeshifters, and Witches. Witches belonged, and this still happens, to a circle, like Circle Daybreak, Circle Twilight. Well, Circle Daybreak were peacful people, they were okay with Night People falling in love with humans, even though that is one of the major taboos of the Night World. They thought that if you tried hard enough, you can teach a human how to use magic, or how to be a witch, but you actually had to be born with the gift. In a whitch's tribe women carry on traditions, like last names and what nots. Women were the tribe leaders and such. There once was a powerful tribe leader and goddesse, Hecate. She had two daughters, Hellewise and Maya. Hellewise became the next tribe leader and was from Circle Twilight, while Maya was always lusting for power and immortality. Maya was always talking about being the first immortal whitch and how it's unfair that shapeshifters and werewolves have immortality and whitches don't. One day Maya found the secret to immortality, but it was costily," His accent sounded as if I was in a studio listening to a theatricle audio tape. "To become immortal she must drink the blood of every new born witch. She was all for it but her sister thought not even monsters would comit such a crime. So, Maya went behind Hellewise's back and did her dirty business. There were some who agreed with her, the made vampires, and others who teamed up with Hellewise. They had a big battle and Hellewise won, even though she won she was severly injured and died shortly after that. But before she died she made sure that the turned whitches, in this case they were Maya's followers, and Maya would all leave and never come back, and they left and never came back. Maya had a child, named Red Fern. That would later become the last name of the most powerful vampire family tree. Red's father was the one and only Hades. Maya and Hades had another kid, Dahlia Redfern, but she came later on-"

"So, you're saying I'm a Redfern?"

"Exactly," Stated Desmond. "And ya must be Dhalia's or Red's kid or grand kid cause you send out an awfully strong aura." I don't know what it was, maybe my mind playing tricks on me but, whenever I heard Dahlia's name I felt a pang of sadness. "I do remember my father snorting and telling my mom that Poseidon and Dahlia were having a fetus, but that could be any one. I mean I was two. So anyway, the proper term for a born vampire is lamia, whitch is latin for witch. They learn, grow, and live like humans except they feed off of human or animal blood. Demigod blood doesn't work by the way, it leaves us feeling empty and even hungrier, so we stray away from that. And they are stronger and faster than the ordinary human, this helps us with escaping hunters and humans a like. Strenght helps us kill humans quicker. And of course like all books say they are beautiful, it helps them stray humans away from the rest. And wood does kill them. Made vampires are Vampires turned by exchanging blood with a lamia or another made vampire. They still live off blood, they are still powerful. The only differenc from lamia and made vampires is that lamia vampires are family vampires, which mean they can grow up have children and age. Made vampires can never have children, never grow old and they are usually younger than nineteen, cause no one older than nineteen can sirvive the transformation. Lamia vampires can stop their aging processe and they never die of old age. But you can also continue your aging, but if you've been ninteen for a century lets say and you want to continuie aging all of a sudden, you would look pretty freaky cause your age catches up with you, so you would look about one hundred and nineteen years old in the instense. And I know you are wondering if we can read minds, cause we can and I just read yours." My lip quivers and I grin. I feel Annabeth and Percy tensing beside me. "Whoa." Gasped Desmond.

"What," Asked Annabeth, I can feel that she's kinda relived to be talking.

"What did ya say your name was exactly?" Asked Desmond.

"Selene Redfern Harman."

"No wonder," He breathed. " We gotta leave now, all of us." He said, looking over my shoulder. He stood up and Percy and Annabeth followed and she pulled me along. When we reach ouutside, Desmond leads us to an all silver car that was the sickest thing I've ever seen, in a good way.

"Dude!" Shouted Percy,"A Cadillac s CTS-V!"

"Yeah, after million of years living I have to buy one." Said Demond, matter of factly.

"So, this is me theoretically guessing, you are a vampire?" I ask.

"You guessed correctly." He said as they all jumped in the car and I looked at the dinner door, out comes Ms. Dobbs searching with her beady eyes.

"What are you waiting for?" Asked Annabeth, half amused half serious.

"I don't know," I say sliding in and locking the door quickly behinde me,"Something amazing I guess!"

We passed by a whole town. Pubs and such. I couldn't help but look back, not once, not twice, not twenty, but over thirty times out the back window. We made it to a brick building, in the midle of nowhere. He opens the door in the back, what a gentleman. And leads us to the back door of the building. Above the brick door, that easily camoflauges with the building, was a variety of signs, like a black iris, a black rose, a black dahlia, a black foxglove, and a black lilly. So many black flowers. Desmond pops open the door and leads us inside. The inside was like a pub, smoke cliuded my vision, drinking, laughter, chatter, dancing. I know it sounds childish but I have to say it, eveyone was super model gorgeus. Even the ugly people, there where no ugly people but compared to the others, were gorgeus. When we stepped in everyone grew silent, untill a blonde haired, fair skinned, tall guy with the body languge of a relax cat grinned and walked towards us.

"Desmond! Brought yourself a snack? I don't think that's the greatest thing to do at a place like this," He said loudly, but in good humor. He slapped Desmond on the back and servied Percy and Annabeth, I'm sure he could see me but he just didn't look at me. Every one laughed, probably relived someone broke the silence.

"Who's brought a little treat for me?" Asked a voice from the corner of the room. Every one fell quiet. I could hear everyone's breathe and my blood pounding in my ears. I know these people aren't human. They can tear me apart with their toes I betcha. The crowd seperated to let a woman walk through. When she came into view, I thought Maya, right away. I wondered what Maya looked like in the car. But now seeing every one's fear towards her, you can bet your last penny that she is Maya.

"I didn't bring humans,"said Desmond.

"Then, what did you bring?" She asked. Her glossy, thick, voluminus, black hair shining. Her eyes where chaning colors every time I blink. She was tall and pale and had curves. Hey, those are the same words people would use to describe me, but comparing me to her is like comparing a beatle to a butterfly. I mean I am like the ugly version of her. She put one hand on her hip and the corners of her lip curled just slightly, a teasing smile.

"Two are demigods, one, I'm not exactly sure."

Maya walked towards us and examined us intently,"Yes these two are definetly demigods." She said to Annabeth and Percy.

"What is this place?" I whisper asked Desmond.

"It's a Night World Pub. They have these all over the world." He replied.

"Who are you talking to, Desmond?" Asked Maya. I was hidding behind Desmond. Since he was taller than me, no one could really see me. I stepped out form behind Desmond and looked at Maya. I rubbed my forearm.

"I'm Selene Redfern." I said. Everyone looks at me in shock. I remember Desmond told me that a Redfern hasn't been born or made in a while. In the Night World there is a census that every one registers, like our census. So vampires know who is who and when you're born. Since we are concluding to the fact that I'm a vampire, lamia by the way, I should be registered, and if I'm Dahlia's kid then I am, if I'm Red's kid then I'm not. Acording to Desmond the last child born was eighteen years ago, child of Dahlia of course, but there are millions of possibilities I'm Red's kid. Oh, WHO AM I KIDDING! POSIEDON IS MY FATHER! GODS! I'M SUCH A TE-TE-RI! Of course. I am child of Dahlia and Posiedon, the forbidden one. I don't really know why exactly I'm forbidden.

"Daughter of Posiedon?"Asked Maya. I nod my head slowly and get the silliest of reactions. Some giggle and others laugh, Ash slaps Desmond on the back saying, "Well, ya got your self a...keeper?". Maya looks and asks, "Selena who?"

"Actually, it's SEL-EN-E, Selene Redfern Harmen." I say, pronuncing Selene as if talking to a gets silent and I hear a couple of you do not belong here's and blasphemy's and she's lieing's. I feel someone's hand enclosing on my sholuder and I look to Desmond, "you shouldn't have brought me here."

Ash grabs me and pushes me out side. "You shouldn't have come here." He said. He had serious demeanor and looked serious. " You aren't really the one from the west. Why shall you persue this when your not really a Night Person? Don't come here again. Save yourself the trouble. Who told you about the Night World anyway? I bet yoou it was Desmond.

Desmond, Percy, Annabeth, and Maya come out of the pub walking after Ash."Who do you think you are? Treat her with respect!" shouted Desmond.

Percy and Annabeth ran to my side and stared down Ash. Maya and Desmond follow and soon they are standing on either side of Ash.

"I am a night person." I say, standing my ground.

"Prove it then, just because you block your mind from being read doesn't mean anything,"said Maya. I looked at both of them and saw both of there eyes changed color, like mine. I tug on my pearl necklace, hoping for a way to prove myself to magically apear, when on the necklace, apeared a medalion or emblem. It was silver, with the same sign as the one inside of my wrist. Except the eyes of the snake was a beautiful jewel that changed colors, Maya's and Ash's eyes were both indigo blue at the moment and so was the snake's, so I guess so was mine's. I look at the emblem to see that the emblem was dug in, mine was raised out. I slip my necklace off and press it against my wrist, and just as I thought, perfect fit.

"LET ME SEE THAT!" Shouted Maya, she grabed the necklace out of my hand and when she looked at me, she smirked. "So, you really are my grandchild. Let me just warn you Dhalia non amat, altera ab occasu!" She laughed. And even though it was in latin I know what she said, 'Dhalia doesn't like the one from the west.

I know that wasn't much of a cliff hanger, but I just didn't know how to end it.

A/N It isn't that I have anything against Britian, actually I would prefere Liverpool over NYC any day, but it's that she doesn't know how she got there and she doesn't know anyone etc. etc. Yadi yadi yada. BTW this was b4 Hannah killed Maya but after daughters of darkness. Sorry I haven't updated for a while! I've been busy with my other story and I'l be in the Dominican Republic so I won't be updating for a while! P.S. If you read the A/N at the top and read the discription of Desmond you can get an image in your head of who he looks like, guess!(It's right in front of your face in the A/N! DUH! Hey and I've been noticing nobody has been reviewing, so if ya want me to update ya have to review(I'll update again when i have atleast two reviews for chappies 7 and 8)KUDOS!