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Hey guys! Heres a nice chapter... Okay I was thinking... Son of Neptunes out right? I don't want to go giving away spoilers in case you have yet to read it, so don't worry. But I was thinking... Should Son of Neptune and this fanfiction COLLIDE? Interesting theory that I'm currently thinking about :)

So enjoy and eat Oreos ;)

-Huff

Times were tough. I'd received a letter from Chiron last night, not good news in case you're thinking 'Oh great! Finally something will go right for you Percy!' Sorry, 'fraid you're out of luck. Okay sure, Annabeth liked me, that's a thumbs up. And yeah, I suppose I could give you the fact I'd killed the titan lord Kronos last summer. And I GUESS I'm a sixteen year old Demi God, that's a high five. Oh wait, let me add to that sentence. I'm an ALIVE sixteen year old Demi God. Big difference. But Chiron had told me some bad stuff had been happening at camp… Like really bad things. Not… Not usual bad. Like – Battle of the Labyrinth bad. Understand where I'm coming from? Well I guess you guys should know what was said… kind of important and all.

Dear Percy,

I do not have much time my son, so I must be brief.

How is your quest going?

I hope it is going well as things at Camp Half Blood are looking terribly bad.

But do not come back, we have it all under control.

It seems that the Wizarding World is slowly falling, and so is our world.

Some of the most dangerous monsters from the pits of Tartarus have risen,

Luckily Typhon has still been banished along side the Titans. But worse things are stirring.

Very bad things.

I want you to be on the alert, more than usual.

Mr. Cameron told that me you had a close call with a werewolf,

Did he bite you?

Hopefully he didn't.

Good luck Percy,

My best goes with you.

Chiron

Camp Half-Blood

Right little ray of sunshine right? So this really got me thinking. What was stirring down there? And what had shaken Chiron up? I mean it takes a lot to shake up that old centaur, and I didn't want to meet what had done it. Maybe I could just sneak out of Hogwarts… Just for a few nights… See whats going on. It seems I must have voiced my thoughts because Annabeth was having a fit about it right next to me on the grass. Bloody daughter of Athena.

"No Percy! How can you even contemplate –"
"Okay! I get it; you don't think it's a good idea. No need to burst my eardrum…" We were sitting at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, so we could just see the Lake. This was meant to be a date – pfft – the things don't exist when Annabeths your girlfriend. No – She'd been talking Quidditch strategy with me. Though I wasn't really listening. She'd made the Ravenclaw team so she'd probably whoop my butt. She also seemed to actually enjoy it as much as a good sword vs. dagger fight.

"So what do you think is stirring?" I asked, sitting forward. We didn't need to keep our voice down here; no one generally came to the clump of trees we were sitting in front of.

"Percy we shouldn't –"
"You know whats rising don't you? You have an idea…" I said. I looked round at her to see her staring at me looking worried. Gods, I'm the son of Poseidon. She should look like that all the time she's around me not just when a great dirty monster is rising. She shouldn't be worried at all… I mean what could POSSIBLY be worse than the Titans?
"The Giants." She said quietly.

"Oh." Okay, I'm guessing that they're worse than the Titans.

"Hopefully I'm wrong. They're a hundred times worse than the Titans. There are twelve of them. Twelve for each Olympian."

"We should go back to Camp Annabeth. Bad stuff is going on and we're just sitting here enjoying ourselves." It felt wrong.

"We're on a quest Percy; we can just get up and leave."

"But –"
"Oh whats this? A snivelling little Mudblood with her." A cruel voice scolded. I turned around and saw the boy called Draco Malfoy staring down his long, straight nose at me with two big burly guys next to him.

"Her names Annabeth." I said, not paying him much attention.

"Blood Status?" Malfoy asked Annabeth.

"Muggle Born. Or as you Pure Bloods call us. Mudblood." She said seriously, though I swear I saw her grin a bit. She just wanted to tick this guy off so she had an excuse to slap him or something. Typical Annabeth. One of the many things I loved about her.

"Shame. So we have two little Mudbloods on a date?" He looked around to his cronies who sniggered. "Well, looks like this date is about to be broken up. We need Jackson."
"Why?" I sneered. This guy was pretty annoying. I think he thought he sounded threatening, but after facing Kronos he sounded as threatening as a peanut butter sandwich.

Malfoy glanced at Annabeth before saying, "It's private. Run along."

"Don't talk to her like that."
"Oh yeah? What are you going to do?" I guess I couldn't bring out Riptide. As much as I wanted to it would look weird… So I stood up and drew my wand. Compared to a sword this felt like a little twig that wouldn't do much harm.

"Duel?" He asked, looking mildly amused.

"Oh looks its Professor Moody!" Another, lighter voice yelled. Malfoy spun around looking absolutely terrified. "Stupefy!" The voice yelled again. Malfoy was blasted back and fell on top of me, though I made sure to shove him off. Malfoy got up and ran away, his friends following him.

"Cheers Harry." I laughed. Harry Potter came jogging up to us and grinned widely.

"No problem. Malfoy's a piece of work. But I actually need to talk to you guys about something…" Harry sat down next to me and Annabeth looking grim.

"About what?" She asked apprehensively.

"About your friend Tom. I saw him with Malfoy yesterday; they went into the Room of Requirement." I wish Harry would stop trying to pin the blame on Tom, it was ridiculous. He was a Demi God, not a wizard, and why would Malfoy even like him? Apparently Tom had told everyone he was Muggle Born too.

"Harry, Toms a good guy! He wouldn't hang around with that idiot."

"Fine, don't believe me. Just keep an eye on him." Harry got up and walked away. I soon saw him join Ron and Hermione up the side of the hill; I guessed they were probably going to walk over the bridge and into the courtyard.

"Okay can we enjoy our date now?" I asked smiling. Annabeth smiled back before pointing over my head.

"Hi Grover." She said brightly. I looked up and saw Grover standing over us, blocking the sun.

"Hey G-Man," Grover sat down next to us looking glum. "Whats wrong?"

"Slughorn doesn't respect nature that's what. I saw him cutting one of the plants and putting it in his pocket."

"Oh. Well maybe hes going to use it in one of his potions." Annabeth said, trying to make him feel better.

"Still no excuse… Pan would be disappointed with me for letting that happen…"
"Don't say that!" I said. "Grover you're the satyr Pan chose! No other goat is as great as you."

"You mean it?"
"With every bone in my body." Grover was feeling considerably better after that but he still looked a bit sad, not like he used to.

"Oh Grover, check this letter out." I showed him the letter Chiron had sent me and watched his expression change from sad to terrified to I just peed my pants.

"This is not good!"

"Tell me about it…" Things couldn't get any worse right?

Wrong.
"No I mean REALLY not good! Luke! He got sent to Tartarus because of the whole Kronos deal. He could rise you guys." Gods, I wish Grover hadn't said that. See last summer Luke Castellan had been the Titan Kronos. Like – Kronos had taken over Luke's body. Pretty weird. And Annabeth had this little crush on him, I say little but hey? What do I know about girls? Tom kind of reminded me of Luke, just without all the bad…

"Oh." I said simply. Wait for it… Wait for it…

"Well if he has we've got to help him!" Boom. Typical Annabeth. One of the many things that I hate about her.

"Annabeth –"
"We've got to help him Percy. Hes a good a person!" She cried.

"Hes tried to kill us at least ten times Annabeth! He even took you hostage!" I yelled back.

"Hes cha –"
"Annabeth, death can't change an evil, lying, selfish scum bag!"

"Guys would you two just SHUT UP?" Grover shouted over the top of us. He'd been watching us like a tennis match, back and forth, back and forth.

"Gladly." I said coldly.

"Do you think we should send an Iris Message to camp?" Grover asked. Whoa, I hadn't even thought of an IM! Grover is one clever satyr…

"Where could we send it?" I asked, "There's no rainbows around."

"Hagrid told me he had a few crystals in his hut," Annabeth said, I looked round at her sceptically. Hagrid and crystals? Could he even afford them? "Really! I'm sure he won't mind if we borrow one. Come on." Annabeth stood up and started to jog towards Hagrid's hut which wasn't too far away.

"You agree with me don't you? About the Luke thing?" I asked Grover, helping him up.

"All the way." He murmured. We followed Annabeth over to Hagrid's to send an Iris Message to our friends at camp. And see what exactly all the fuss was about.