(I just had a brain storm where Luke is going to be bisexual. Please don't flame me.)

Chapter 16

Percy's Point Of View

I wake up in the middle of pitch blackness. A foul odor comes from it. I squint my eyes trying to see some source of life and light. I see nothing anywhere. I try to call out but my throat hurts and a croaky gurgle comes out. I try to feel around and it seems that I am on a bed of feathers, floating eternally. All of a sudden, a familiar voice speaks out. A scary, annoying, familiar voice. "Hello Perseus"

Annabeth.

I swipe my arm towards the sound of the voice trying to hit her fucking face, but something stops me holding my wrist. I try to shove fire in her face giving me time to run.

"Don't. Even. Try. Your powers are blocked here"

Here?! Here?! Where am I even? "What do you want with me Annabeth?" I spat at her.

"This." She wraps her body against mine and starts making out with me and I struggle against her. She grabs my dick and I punch her in the face trying to get her off me. She is attached to me though, latching onto me. I struggle a little bit more but she pins me down gasping for air only every few minutes. I finally give up and let Annabeth rape me.

I hear a snicker by the doorway and turn my way towards it with Annabeth's face still sucking on mines. I see who it is. His blond hair, his laugh, his smirk. Luke.

Monica's Point of View

Running. Gasping. I can barely breathe as I run through the pitch back never-ending forest. Tears drip down my face and run down my cheek. I was running away from it all, leaving everything behind me. My history, my family, my friends, my whole world.

My name is Monica. Monica Jameson. I have blonde hair. Fine. I don't. I have brown hair. My eyes are a shade of blue and my skin is caramel- colored. I'm 11 years old. I was born in Massachusetts but then moved to New York. My mom is a famous scientist. Marine Biologist, you know, dolphins, whales, fish, that stuff. My dad. Well, my step- dad. He was a psychologist. I had a sister too. Had. She was 9 years old.

One day, a crack-head broke into our apartment. He broke down our door with a red axe. He didn't even speak, he started slashing it through the air. He killed my father first, slashing it through his neck. My mother told us to run, run as fast as we could and get out of there. My sister and I ran to our bedroom. She opened up the window while I rammed a chair under the door handle. I realized what we were doing. We were jumping. My sister went first. And she went down hard. There was a little bit blood since it was only a 2 story drop. I ran out the window and jumped. Jumped. I dove, dove with my legs. My legs hit against the concrete and I went limp. My sister ran to me trying to drag me into hiding. I cried. I told her to run. Run as fast as she fucking could. And off she went, she was long gone. I dragged myself under a car. I was left to die. I hid there for a few days. 2 days actually. Throughout that 1st day all I heard was screams and shrieks. I woke up in a bed. A white bed. All I did was get the fuck up and run. I didn't even care who it was, I was sad, I was crying. And here I am now.

It's been a few days since the incident. A week perhaps. I've been living off squirrels and ponds, as disgusting as that sounds. It's nightfall right now. I see fire. The orange and yellow light flickers against the tree. That means there's someone there. Either friend or foe.

Nimbly, I tiptoe towards the tree and climb up to look for a person. And damn. It's not just a person. It's a whole camp. A few tents and a huge bonfire in the middle. A few people are out right now. I hear crying and rustles. There's this girl, about 13. She has auburn hair. She looks towards my direction as if she senses me. Hey eyes hypnotizes me (as lesbian as that sounds). Her eyes were a striking gray.

She reaches to the floor still staring at me. I realize what she's doing. I quickly unsheathe my knife from my belt and jump down to the tree. I throw it at the girl and it nearly misses her. She shoots bows at me and I roll and dodges. She suddenly stops. This is my chance.

"STOP!" She commands. I freeze in place, her voice is so hypnotic. She points towards my head.

There are many other girls staring our way with their mouths wide open. I don't understand what she's pointing at. I grab out my phone and look at my head. I fall back. A green trident floats above my head, glowing with the flickering fire. I try to swipe it away and it slowly fades.

"Daughter of Poseidon."

"What?" I say confused, "Daughter of POSEIDON?! You mean the god?"

"Yes. But how…"

"I don't know what you're talking about..." I say slowly as I back away on the off chance that she's a pretty crack head.

Percy's Point of View

Annabeth turns her head towards him too.

"Get out Annabeth" he says in a commanding voice.

"Okay master."

This is my chance! I try to jump out of bed. I found something out. Yeah, turns out I'm tied to the bed. He walks over to my bed seductively.

"I've been wanting this ever since I've saw you," he says. He puts 2 fingers and traces up my chest.

I see where this is going and I push and thrash. His mouth slams down on mine and I feel his tongue trying to find an entrance into my mouth. I punch him with the little distance I have. There's a ripping sound. One of the restraints ripped off. Luke's so busy raping me that he doesn't realize I'm undoing my other restraint. I choke when he stuffs his tongue down my throat.

Out comes my fist. Punch to the left cheek. Punch to the right. He falls back with a look of shock on his face. I kick off the restraints with all the force I have. Wow. Turns out I'm in a house. Anyone would've suspected some cool secret bat cave or something. But nope. Just a plain old family house.

Running is my only option. I sprint into the hallway where the only source of light comes from. It's a nice home. I feel the aura of the power draining force field. I have to get out of here. I see the front entrance and I sprint for it. I jump from the balcony onto the first floor. A dagger hurls from the side of my head.

"Perseus!" A voice hisses at me. UGH. I am tired of that girl!

I use what I have next to me and hurl it at Annabeth. Luke is coming soon too. Vases, pictures, and side tables. The table hit her down onto the ground making her skitter across the room. This is my chance again. I break down the door (not taking the chance of finding out the door was locked). Ten feet later, all my powers hit me. My reflexes, my god powers. I summon it all at once. I whip around facing the house. Annabeth and Luke charging towards me. With one flick of the wrist, all the elements surge towards the house and Annabeth and Luke.

The wind starts ripping the house off the hinges of its foundation, fire pushing through burning it to ashes along with Annabeth and Luke. The water washes over the house turning it to a coal like substance. With the wetness of the water, I send a big fat thunderbolt into the water. Watch it burn.

Watch the House burn down.

Monica's Point of View

Soooo… Turns out that the Greek gods are real and one of them is standing before me. Okay… So. Recap. I was just running from a crack head a few days ago, ran into the woods, and ran for 3 days straight now, and now this 13 year old girl is telling me that I am the daughter of Poseidon.

Yes.

"What the? Who was that?" I question.

Then right before me, the little girl transformed from the fragile, yet strong, 13 year old girl into a grownup who radiated so much power. My mouth dropped wide open that it hit the ground. She was so beautiful. Her striking gray eyes, her auburn hair shining from the light of the fire, her power aura, her nimble and muscly body.

Wow.

She looked like she had been crying lately though.

"Here," she says, "follow me."

The other girls look at the two of us. We take a silent walk through a few tress when we finally reach a long pond. "Go," she says.

"Um, am I supposed to do something?" I ask puzzled.

"Yes. Do something with the water. Concentrate, try to make some float to you," she instructs.

I close my eyes and breathe. In out in out. I concentrate as hard as I can, trying to make some of the water come towards me. I open one of my eyes expecting something. Nothing.

RINGGGGGGGGG

There was no reaction, Artemis grabbed me by the arm and we ran. Well, she ran, I mostly ran and got dragged. Suddenly, there is a sharp pain in my arm.

"ARGH!" I yell out.

Artemis looks back at me and she whips out a bow and an arrow. She pulls back on the arrow and lets it soar through the air and into the attacker's chest. With a gurgle and a waterfall of blood, he sank towards the ground. Suddenly there is a guy behind Artemis about to throw a knife at her. I flinch and something incredible happens. All I remember is the roar of water and me swirling around in the air.

Chloe's Point of View

He begins to twist the knob when something whizzes past my ear and lands in his shoulder blade. No, not lands, passes through his shoulder blade. He slams against the door as if the black blob was an invisible force, punching him into the wooden door. He slumps to the ground and lands with an oof. I run over to him.

I put his head on my lap and his arms sprawled out pointing in different directions. He's breathing, his stomach rising and falling. He looks so perfect… just kissable. I feel so stupid now. My last move with him was crashing into him and stuttering.

He was paper white. But his skin looked so luminous in the moonlight. His black hair and his blue eyes. I start to move in towards his lips and snap back to reality. What am I thinking? I'm kissing an unconscious guy laying in front of his cabin after getting shot in the back. I drag him into the cabin.

Wow. His cabin is NICE. Xbox, flat screen, queen sized bed, comforter, and sound system. I drag him into bed and stripped him of his shirt and jacket. I lay him in a comfortable position and tucked0 in his blanket for him.

He smelled faintly of death which kind of made me more attracted to him. Not the decaying bones and bodies death, more like a vanillaly death. I know. Weird.

I put on tightened my jacket about to go into the wintery cold air (Not taking place in summer okay?). The fur nuzzles against my ears and neck as I open up the steps, walk down the stairs and run towards the big house.

Right before I open the door, the bell goes off. The distress bell. Ring Ring Ring. "Everybody into the Big House now!" I'm about to open the door when I remember about Nico. I run back to his cabin as fast as I could, pushing pass the river of demigods. When I finally get to his cabin he's already up. Something woke him up anyways. The next thing I remember is him pressing up his lips against mines. (I feel like I'm moving too fast… Oh well…) I freeze and stand there in shock for a few seconds. Then. I respond. I kiss back. We're soon deep into a kiss and we're just fools making out in the middle of a deserted camp in the snowy winter. Everything's perfect.

(Experiencing Writer Block Right now…. UGHHH)