Here's chapter two, thanks for some of the views and follows. Again, I do not own the Percy Jackson or Twilight characters. But I only wish I could. Only the lead character is owned by me.

I stared at Percy. He stared right back at me. The Cullens, as the family had introduced their last names, were quiet.

"Percy Jackson?" I asked. The lost hero looked at me in confusion.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" he replied, surprise colored his tone.

"Uh, I, um. I'm Scarlett Piras. From Camp Half-Blood." I explained. "I'm new. I'm supposed to be looking for you."

Percy's face fell and I could see that he understood what I was trying to say. The Cullens were staring at me but they didn't even look surprised.

"You were looking for me?" he asked. I nodded. My mind was reeling. Personally, I think Percy Jackson is my idol. I've heard millions of stories of him. Defeating Ares, stealing the Golden Fleece, carrying the sky, venturing into the Labyrinth and fighting Kronos. I was looking at the hero that had done so many things during five years. I have to admit, I was starstruck. Everyone at camp babbled about him like he was a celebrity. Especially Annabeth Chase, the daughter of Athena and his girlfriend. I usually found her beside the beach, writing in a notebook or reading in her cabin. Annabeth was one of the people that I would never go up against or betray. I saw her angry once and she looked pretty scary. I had promised her that I will remind Percy about her if I found him. She also told me how I looked like so I would make sure if it was really him.

Annabeth had told me that Percy had sea green eyes and black hair. He also wore a necklace around his neck with five beads, like mine but I had one. It had the picture of Argo II on it, what Leo Valdez, a guy who annoyed me most of the time by flirting, was building.

I realized that the Cullens had disappeared from the room, including the tan guy and the short curly haired girl.

"How's Annabeth?" Percy asked me. His eyes were sad.

"She can't stop talking about you. Worried. I swear she looks like a person from an asylum." I joked. Percy was looked down.

"I miss her." he mumbled, he thought that I didn't hear him but I had good hearing.

"Wha-what happened to your eyes?" I asked. "Annabeth told me they were green. Not gold. Was she wrong?"

"No." he replied. "Not at that time anyway." he murmured, assuming again that I didn't hear him.

"What happened to you, Percy? I've heard stories about you. You're different now." I told him. I was still standing in the middle of the room, staring at him like an idiot in my battle armor.

"I was changed." he answered, his voice was sad.

"Changed?" I asked, extremely confused. Then something clicked in my small head. "Wait. Did these people change you? Are they crazy hypnotists or something?"

He laughed at my sarcastic assumption and his face turned sad again.

"What's wrong? What's going on here? You look so depressed." I pointed out. "Why?"

"Because I can't change back into my old life." he said shortly.

I decided to drop the subject. He wasn't in the mood to talk about his 'old life'. I sat across him.

"So, um, your a Son of Poseidon?" I asked.

"Yeah. Whose your godly parent?" His golden eyes were piercing into mine.

"Apollo." I answered straight away. I was asked that question a bazillion times. People thought that I was some powerful demigod because they kept saying that I 'radiated' power. Like hell. I never did. I was just a normal demigod. Apollo's daughter. Not that I didn't like but I just wished that I was claimed by someone special like Zeus or Hades. But Annabeth had told me that being a child of the Big Three was tiring. People always looked up to you. But couldn't I have Athena as my mother? Or maybe Demeter? Their children had cool traits like planning and control over plants. But no, I had to have Apollo. The god of prophecies, medicine and poetry or music or whatever. I had met my Dad before, he turned everything he was going to say into a poem. It annoyed a lot of people.

"Really?" Percy said, surprised. That was usually the reply that I got when I told people who my godly parent was. They were probably asking expecting a special god.

"Why?" I asked. That was usual reply when people said 'really?'. Then I was expecting Percy to say, like most people did, 'no, I just thought that it would someone like Zeus or Hades'.

"You're different. Not like the other Apollo campers I've met. Their usually serious but you're, I don't know, you got a good sense of humor." he complimented. I was surprised. I hardly got a compliment from anyone, not even my friends. They would usually make fun of me and I would come up with a witty comeback.

"Thanks." I said, then blushed and looked down. There was an awkward silence. I was still confused. Where was I? Why did the Cullens look so weird? Gold eyes and snowy skin. Even the the curly male blond, what was his name? Oh right, Jasper, why was his eyes red and why did he always stare at me weirdly? His cold stare usually reminded me of what monsters looked like before they eat you. That you look so delicious, I can't wait to have in my stomach stare. It freaked me out. Then Edward, the red head guy, came in. I was glad for the interruption.

"Um, Scarlett, I think it's time for us to explain who we really are." Edward said. Then he gestured me to follow him into the next room, I obeyed, burning with curiosity.

Well, the chapter is kinda short but I hoped you liked it. Please rate and review!