Thank you soooo much everyone who has reviewed, followed, or favourited this story. So here's chapter 12! This was originally a really short chapter with just Percy pov, but I wanted to give you guys something substantial.
Percy gasped, and shot up from his bed. He was sweating badly. The third nightmare that week, all about the same event. He couldn't get the vision of Annabeth's terrified grey eyes slowly fading away as the vampire sucked the life out of her. Thinking about it made him feel sick, like he wanted to throw up. It made a wave of grief, anger and guilt wash over every time he thought of it. How could he have let this happen? He needed to get Annabeth back. And she needed him. Unfortunately, it was easier said than done trying to find her. Manhattan was huge, she could be anywhere. Rachel had tried to find her with a locator spell, but has been unsuccessful. She had, however, been able to pick a small white flower and cast a spell so that it represented Annabeths life. That way, they knew if she was...ok or not. Percy was scared because the moment Rachel had cast the spell the flower had drooped slightly and a single petal had fallen off and gently landed on the ground. But Annabeth was tough. If she could just hold out until they found her it would be fine. That's what Percy told himself every day as he searched through the city, asking around. He would find her. They would both get through this.
Annabeth awoke from a dull pain in her neck. She reached up and fingered it. When she removed her hand, there was dried blood on her fingers. She groaned as the memories from the previous evening came rushing back to her.
Annabeth rolled onto her side and sighed. Then she shrieked and sat up quickly. Lying beside her on top of the sheets was Damon, smiling evily at her. "Morning sunshine." He said, relaxed.
"What the hell are you doing? You suck my blood so you think sucking up to me is going to make things better? You're disgusting."
"Ouch. You're mean."
"You're a monster."
"You're a blonde." Annabeth turned and gave him a death stare. How. Dare. He. He grinned at her. She stuck her head in the air and turned away from him. "Rot in hell." She muttered. Damon jumped off the bed and grabbed her hands and pulled her up. "I think that someone got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning."
"Or got up and saw the wrong person." Annabeth muttered under her breath. Damon ignored her. "Not to worry, my lovely! You have a visitor coming today! She's very excited to meet you." Annabeth frowned. A visitor? Another vampire maybe? Damon seemed excited. "Who is the visitor?" Annabeth asked him cautiously. Damon grinned. "Why don't you come down and meet her?"
A few minutes later Annabeth came down the stairs and saw all of the vampires sitting together at the main table, with another girl sitting among them. She had deep golden brown skin and black hair. She had a mysterious look in her eye, like she knew something Annabeth didn't. But overall, she was very beautiful.
Damon guided Annabeth into the seat across from the girl, who smiled at her. All the others stared at them both, the atmosphere was tense. The girl spoke up, "Hello, I'm Bonnie.