Links to cars (including from the other twilight fic) are on my profile.

no ownership. also, no horrible witty authors note. i'm failing english class, which is probably impacting my sucky stories. haha.

To cut our epic and rather terrifying trek to mount Olympus short, we caught them when a bunch of the gods were out doing that gods do. We managed to snag Hera, to the displeasure of Annabeth, and Demeter, who (not exactly sure why) was visiting from the Underworld, who decided to grace us with her presence. Once the horror was over and done with, I had to explain to Clarisse and Percy why exactly we were flying to Forks, and who we would be bringing back with us.

First of all, putting three half-bloods with ADHD in an airplane was probably not beneficial to the health of the people around us. Percy nearly had a heart attack, something to do with my father… and the sky. Clarisse was very grumpy, mostly because we wrestled her concealed weapons off her person and into her suitcase. We really didn't want to bring luggage with us, mostly because we didn't need it, and because it added time onto our tight schedule. Many problems were solved, however when we stepped out onto the cold, wet sidewalk with our backpacks filled with a plethora of deadly weapons. In front of us was Emmett, failing at looking like those old guys holding out signs with names on them. Crumpling up his sign ('Mistress Swan and Her Mysterious Comrades') and throwing it through the window of the…. oh my. Clarisse looked like she was in love.

"I…Is that a… vector v8? Oh…" I don't think Percy or I had ever heard her sound this girly.

"I…Its beautiful…" she said. Perhaps this was some sort of Ares thing, a fondness of supercars? Emmett looked mildly amused. "Yeah… since there's going to be more than two of us driving back to Forks, I have another car waiting." he said, pointing to another pretty looking car a short distance away. it actually was gathering a crowd. Clarisse looked like she had peed herself.

"That… no…" Emmett looked at her approvingly. "Yeah…. Koenigsegg ccx. Pretty sweet, huh? Keys?" She nodded like a lost little puppy, and he threw her the keys.

Hoisting her backpack (which jangled with Celestial Bronze) and the long case that held her newly repaired electrically charged staff, she made her way over to her new baby. She used the staff (in the case of course) to poke and prod her way through the crowd. Percy jogged after her, yelling about not killing people. Judging by how high people were jumping after being prodded by the staff, it could shock you through the case. Now what Percy had said made much, much more sense.

Emmett chuckled at my relative's weirdness. In a very gentlemanly fashion, he walked around to the passenger side door and opened it up (in a very cool way mind you).

Once we were about 2 minutes from Forks (These cars were damn. fast.) with Clarisse and Percy behind us, Emmett decided to break the silence. "So… whose your friends?"

I snorted "Percy, and Clarisse. Two of my many… family members."

"Two? Of many? How many weird relatives do you have?"

"Quite a few. Next question."

"Why were you gone so long? And where did you go?"

"That's two questions, and I'll answer them later, with the rest of the family."

He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, but stayed quiet the rest of the way. Clarisse soon passed us, laughing maniacly and gunning the engine. Soon our exit came, and being ahead of us, she missed it. I gave her a call, telling her how to get to the house from where they were. They pulled in as Emmett and I were nearly at the front door. Clarisse spun the car around in a spectacular manor, and Percy stumbled out of the car and into a sapling. They both caught up to us, but only because Emmett and I were rolling on the ground, laughing so hard we were silent. This continued until a shadow fell on the both of us. Or rather, two shadows. Alice and Edward.

"Bella." He said. I scrabbled up, using Emmett's huge frame as support. I looked at my feet and blushed, knowing how furious he would be. Instead, I felt his marble arms around me. Surprised I looked up, only to get a facefull of his gorgeous windswept hair. "Aren't you mad?"

He looked me square in the eyes. "Sure I am. But, I'm just glad that your back with me." Our nice little moment was interrupted by a bright flash somewhere to my left. Percy was standing there, still looking rather green, but with an embarrassed look on his face. "I promised Rachel and Annabeth. Sorry."

I was contemplating violence.

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