Sorry school just started and my brother has been hogging the computer.

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Gabe had started to shout at my mom that because we were leaving, he had no one to cook food for him and didn't even have a car to get him around town. The way he complained about losing his car, you would have thought he had never heard of walking or catching the bus.

He had absolutely no idea how to anything for himself, he had my mother doing every single, stupid thing that he should have been able to do without even thinking. Something he seemed completely capable of doing. It was a wonder he even knew how to use a toilet.

At the moment, Gabe was sulking by the front door watching me as I put my mother's bag and my own into the trunk of his car.

"Don't scratch my car." Honestly, you would think he thought that I would be the one driving this thing. He started stomping back to the building. I stared at the water coming out from a hose, which was watering plants. The water took form and whipped Gabe in to the apartments. Ha, ha, ha.

"Everything alright, sweetheart?" I looked up at my mum as the water dropped onto the concrete as.

"Everything's fine." I reached up to close the trunk doorwith a huff. "We ready to go?" She nodded.

"Yeah we are. Thanks for the help."

"No problem."

I made my way over to the passenger side of the car and slid in. Unlike Gabe, the car actually smelt clean. It was looking quite spotless actually, I think my mom must have cleaned it out at some point, but either way, I wasn't going to complain.

"You ready?" She asked as she slipped into the driver's seat.

I nodded but then remembered something, "What about Murray?"

She smiled, "I called him don't worry."

We had gotten to Montauk just before the sun had set, so before we could relax and start a bonfire on the beach, we had to make sure that the cabin was in one piece. We went to work immediately and started to open doors and windows so that the place could get some fresh air, then we started to get rid of the cobwebs that had started to since the last time we had been here and then made our beds.

By the time I had gotten outside, my mom had already gotten a fire going with some of the driftwood that you could find lying all along the beach.

As I sat by the fire, I thought back to all the times I had been here in the past. We had been coming here since I was a baby, and every year we'd come back and spend a few days on the beach relaxing. When I was younger, I used to believe that I could see women's faces smiling at me in the surf.

I had always felt more at home when I was on a beach, than I ever did in the city. I felt safer here, like I was protected by the waves. Than every bad thing I thought about, could be washed away by stepping into the water. I felt as though nothing could stop me here that I could run for days on end and never tire.

My mom had said that Dad had felt the same. He had always been more at peace on a beach than in a park in the city. Well, that explains how I can control water.

I frowned, don't think about it Chris.

"You okay sweetheart?" I jumped in surprise at my mother's voice; I hadn't realized that I had been so deep in thought.

"I'm fine. I was just thinking."

"I could tell. What are you thinking about sweetheart?"

I shrugged, "Nothing major, just how much I loved it here." I paused for a second, "Mom, what was dad like?"

"He was... fascinating to talk too, he was so amazing and sweet and handsome." She giggled at the memory of him, I had never seen her act like this before, it was strange, and it was like she was a teenager again and just found her first love. Her happiness was so contagious, that I started to giggle along with her.

When she had finally turned her attention back to me, she placed her hand on my cheek and started to rub it gently with her thumb.

"You are more like him than you know. You can tell what you're feeling by looking into your eyes, but only by those who truly know you. And the both of you have tempers that could rival even the most dangerous sea storms. But you have hearts of gold, neither of you would stop at nothing to make sure that the people you love are safe."

My mom's eyes started to tear up at the memory of my father, so I quickly pulled her into a comforting hug.

"I love you so much Sandy. Never forget that." I nodded my head against her shoulder.

"I love you to mom." She pulled back slightly and kissed me on the cheek.

"I think it's about time we got some sleep, don't you?" I nodded my head and smiled softly at her.

"Everything's going to be fine."

"I hope so sweetheart. I hope so." I hugged her once more before standing up and dusted the sand off my shorts.

"Night, mom."

"Goodnight sweetheart."

I made my way towards my bedroom and smiled at the thought of spending some quality time with my mom again. Maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad after all.

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I dreamt that night.

I saw a man smiling down at me; he looked like he was glowing with happiness somehow. He seemed familiar, but I couldn't figure out why. He had windswept black hair and shockingly blue-green eyes. The exact same shade as mine. He looked like the man I met when I was 7, Poseidon.

Was he my father? Poseidon reached down and cupped my face and just examined me for a second with a smile on his face. When he leant back up, I saw him say something to me, but I couldn't make out the exact words. Soon though, the dream shifted.

I was standing on a beach in the middle of a violent storm. The waves from the sea crashed against the sand, spraying salt water everywhere, thunder and lightning flashed and boomed overhead, almost as though they were fighting against the sea.

I looked around expecting to see anything that might tell me what this dream was about. A whinny caught my attention. A black horse was standing at the edge of the water, almost as though it was waiting for something.

I looked around looking to see if I could see who he was looking for. When I turned back to the horse, I noticed that its eyes were fixed only on the sky above us. I following its gaze, out of nowhere an eagle was dive bombing the horse.

I watched in silent horror as the eagle kept trying to hurt the horse, but didn't seem to be having any success. But before I could relax, thinking that the horse would be fine, the eagle managed to sneak past his defenses and headed right towards the horse's throat.

No!

I shot up in bed. It must have been just a dream then, it couldn't have happened. But it had felt so real, both of them had. I had felt so scared for the horse's safety, that I probably would have done something stupid to make sure that it would have been safe. Then I realized Poseidon was the father of horses.

I looked at the alarm clock, that sat on my bedside table and sighed, 12:46. Figuring that I wouldn't be getting back to sleep anytime soon, that I might as well get up and find something to drink.

I made my way towards the cabin's kitchen for a glass of water to help me sleep. After finding myself a cup, I made my way towards the sink. I looked through the window that hung over the sink, and stopped short.

There was a huge storm blazing outside, the exact same one as my dream, the only difference was that there was no lightning. Odd, shouldn't it be thunder and lightning?

BANG!

I spun around quickly, looking for the source of the noise. What was that?

BANG!

Leaving my cup on the kitchen unit, I made my way back into the hallway, almost crashing into my mother as came hurtling towards me.

"There you are Sandy, are you hurt?"

"Should I be?"

She was stopped from answering as more bangs started to come from the door.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"SALLY? CHRIS? OPEN UP, NOW!"

My eyes widened, how could've Grover found us?

My mom went straight to the door and threw it open. I tried rubbing my eyes, hopping that I was imagining the sight, but found that no matter what I did, he stayed exactly the same.

Grover stood in the pouring rain without a jacket, or even pants on. If you thought that would have been surprising, think again.

"Sally we have to go. He's right behind me. We have to leave now!"

My mother around to look at me, "Get in the car Sandy."

What's going on? I decided to voice this

"Now's not the time, go get in the car."

"But mom, you have-"

"Now, Chrysanthe!" I looked at her in surprise, she never yelled at me.

Thinking it would probably be better if I actually listened to her, after i grabbed my bag I started to run into the pouring rain towards the car, Grover and my mother fallowing closely behind. Jumping into the car, I looked at both of them expectantly.

"Well? Are you going to explain?"

"It's not important right now."

"No important? Grover, have you seen your legs?"

"Yes, I have actually"

"Well, would you mind telling me why you never told me you where a Satyr?"

He looked at me in shock then yelled, "Sally drive faster!"

"I'm going as fast as I can."Came my mom's reply

"Well it's not fast enough; he's catching up on us."

"Mom," I paused. I had a million questions going through my mind, but there was only one I decided to voice. "When were you going to tell me that I was a demigod?"

Now the car was completely silent, "how did you know?"

"I have seen at least six Cyclops, I can read ancient Greek, and I was attacked by a Fury… and me kind of overheard Grover talking to Chiron."

Grover stared at me for a second, "and you figured it out."

I have to say I was a little bit offended, "What do you take me for an idiot. Would you tell me what we're running from?"

Grover grabbed my arm and turned me so that I was facing the rear window.

"That!" I looked out the window, expecting to see something but nothing was there.

"Grover there's noth- Oh my god!" At that moment, the monster had moved under a street lamp, so I was able to see why my mother and Grover were panicking.

Straight out of the books of Greek mythology itself, was the half-man, half-bull monster, that I thought, had been killed by Theseus. The Minotaur.

The Minotaur, looking as though it had just been woken up from its nap, was chasing us down wearing a pair of white boxer shorts.

"That's not possible. He was killed." I chanted quietly to myself.

"You can keep saying that, but it's not going to make a difference." I looked at Grocer with wide eyes.

"How are you so calm?"

"I'm not calm." When he said that, I realized that his eyes held a lot of fear. I looked outside of the windows, hoping for some sign of where we are.

"Almost there. Come on five more miles." I was about to ask my mom where she was taking us, when that, that thing, crashed into us, making the car swerve dangerously towards the side of the road.

"No he can't catch us now, we're almost there. One more mile, one more mil-" Her words were cut short when the Minotaur hit the back of the car again, causing us to go flying of the side of the road.

I groaned in pain when the car had stopped moving. The car had overturned and gotten stuck in a ditch and showed no chance of ever getting out of it.

"Sandy? Gover? Are you both all right?" I clutched my head groaning at how loud my mom's voice sounded

"I'm good."

"Same. But we can't stay here, we have to keep moving."

I nodded my head in agreement to Grover's words. We're going to be in deep trouble if the Minotaur caught up to us.

"I second that." Grover told me to move back a bit, before he drew his legs back and kicked the window closest to him, breaking the glass as he did so. Grover crawled out of the car first and held out a hand to help my mother and me out of the car.

When my feet had touched the solid ground, I had almost smiled in relief, but that quickly changed when I looked over towards the road, "Guy's we have to move! Ol'beefy is catching up to us."

Grover looked over to where I was looking and grabbed mine and my mother's arms and started to drag us up a nearby hill.

"Don't stop running!" My mother yelled. Did she honestly think I would stop to have a picnic with this guy?

I sighed in relief as we drew nearer to the top of the hill, we were almost to safety. I don't know how I knew this, I just sort of did. But pretty quickly my sigh of relief turned into a scream of horror, "Mom!"

I struggled against Grover who was still trying to lead me over the hill and away from my mother, who had just been caught in the Minotaur's big, beefy hands.

"Just keep going. I'll be fine." My mother started to struggle against the monster's hands as it started to squeeze her tightly. Before long, my mom disappeared in a flash of golden light.

"NO!" That wasn't such a good idea as the Minotaur now turned his attention back to us.

"Come on Chris, we have to -"I finally managed to get Grover off me by elbowing him in the stomach, hard. He fell on the ground in pain and I raced

"Chris! Come back!" I ignored Grover's calls as I made my way towards the Minotaur, taunting him.

"You want me big guy? Then come and get me."

The Minotaur charged at me but I dodged him at the last second. Making my way towards the few trees that lined the side of the hill, I waited for too charge at me again. It turned and snorted angrily at me, spit and gods knows what else, dripping down his chin. He charged at me once more, but this time, I held my ground, waiting for the right moment to set my plan in motion.

As soon as he was in front of me, I made my move, jumping up as high as I could before grabbing onto one of its horns, and pulling myself onto is shoulders. I think there might have been a slight chance that he didn't appreciate me doing that to be honest.

He let out an earth shattering roar and started to move violently left and right, trying to knock me off his shoulders.

At some point, during my struggles to stay on its shoulders, I think I might have managed to hit my head quite hard against a tree or something, but I wasn't quite sure. And even if I did, I wasn't going to go down until this thing did

With a deep breath, I used all of my strength to try and get this thing down, at least if it was on the floor I would have the upper hand, but I hadn't figured out what I was going to do if I did manage to get the Minotaur to the ground.

But my plan somehow took a turn for the worse, when I managed to break one of its horns clean off its head.

I fell off its shoulders when is reared back and started to roar in pain. I stood up quickly figuring that if I was on the ground when it went to attack me again, it probably wouldn't be a good idea if I was on the ground.

I gulped and gripped the Minotaur horn tightly in my hand, as the Minotaur itself fixed its beady eyes on me. I watched as its eyes flickered towards his horn in my hand, as though trying to figure out how it got there.

He let out one more of its earth shattering roars before he charged at me again. Without thinking, I thrust the horn into its chest and quickly stepped backward, hopping that this was the end of the Minotaur. I didn't know how much longer I could last, and was pretty sure that if stabbing it in the chest didn't kill him, then he would definitely kill me.

But it seemed luck had been kind to me tonight and had decided that the Minotaur's time had run out. I watched as it fell to the ground before exploding into a pile of dust, just like Mrs. Dodds had done.

"Chris, are you all right?" I looked up and saw Grover running towards me "You had me worried."

"I'm fine Grover, really." But as I said that my knees buckled and I fell to the floor.

"Like Hades you are. C'mon," He helped me to my feet and put one of my arms around his shoulder's so he could help me walk, placing his own arm around my waist. "Let's get you inside camp; at least there you could get some help." I shook my head tiredly.

"I don't need help." He chuckled at me.

"Sure you don't, it's not like you need my help to walk or anything." I glared at him as best as I could, but the affect was ruined by my yawn.

"I'm tired," I mumbled.

"I bet you are, but try and stay awake a bit longer, we're almost there."

Looking in to the front of us with tired eyes, I noticed that we were approaching a rather big house. I couldn't tell what color it was in the dark, but it seemed quite impressive.

My eyes started to feel heavy as I heard Grover call out to someone inside, I couldn't make out what he said but he had sounded quite worried.

The door burst open, and I had to close my eyes at the sudden light that had come from the inside of the house.

"Help her." I heard Grover say, I had barely managed to open my eyes before my knees once again, went weak and made me tumble to the floor. Arms quickly wrapped themselves around my waist.

"Do you think she's the one?"I heard a girls voice come from somewhere in front of me.

"Hush Annabeth," a strangely familiar voice replied. "She's still conscious. Will, take her to the infirmary. "

The last thing I saw before I slipped into unconsciousness was a pair of the bluest eyes I had ever seen.