A/N; Hello lovelies! I'm back! My presentation went well, if you're interested… I'm so excited! Mark Of Athena is in! and I'm reading it this weekend…. Because I'm at my room now, and the books at home. So that sucks royal hippogriff… (Any Starkids?) I like this chapter, although Kim's POV caused me some trouble. I'm more used to writing in Jack's POV. There's a twist in the end. So keep reading!

Disclaimer; I don't own Kickin it.

Decisions, decisions.

Jack's POV.

I manage to smile. 'I'm afraid you might be confusing me with my brother milord. His name is Peter, he has green eyes. Milord.' I add. I'm pretty sure Perseus doesn't have a brother, but I just really hope Frank doesn't know that. He frowns, he's wearing a black, and ironic enough, thief like mask. 'Yes I think that's it.' He says, but he doesn't seem convinced. My hand slides to the knife hidden in my costume. 'Why did you let that boy go?' he asks me. Crap. I hoped he would forget about that. 'You startled me milord.' He looks at me like I'm worth nothing. 'You must not have been trained in battle skills.'

I manage not to strangle him right then and there. I smile. Just when I'm about to give him an very polite answer, we hear voices. Kim's head snaps up. Frank turns to the sound and I know this is my chance to run. But he hasn't figured me out yet. How great would it be to have stood right in front of the prince. Yeah. I can stay a little longer. Two guys come around the corner. They're not wearing masks so I assume they're staff. One is my age, scrawny, very thin and tall. The other is maybe a few years older, kind of short, sand coloured hair and a loud voice.

'No Milton it wasn't my fault that you burned that pie!' the short one exclaims. The other, Milton, is about to argue back when he sees us. His eyes shift from me, to Frank, to Kim. He lets out a strangled yelp. He bows. 'You highnesses. Lord I'm so sorry, we had no idea you were here.' he says, he seems generally scared. A bit like Jerry around Cray. Kim steps forward. 'Milton, Rudy, what are you doing out here?' I look at her, she seems to know them, at least better then Frank, who seems like he's never seen them before.

'Well we- I let something burn in the kitchen so we figured we would go outside and let the smoke clear out of the kitchen milord.' The short one, Rudy, says. The tall one, Milton on the other hand turns his piercing blue eyes to me. Kim speaks up before her brother can. 'Milton, Rudy, this is Lord Perseus Jackson of Half-Blood Hill.' She says and even manages a smile. 'He's the brother of Lord Peter Jackson.' Frank adds. Milton's eyes shift to him for a second, when they land back at me I know I'm in deep trouble. 'I'm sorry milord, I don't mean to offend you. But I know Lord Jackson quite well, and…. He only has one son' There's a deep heavy pause. 'and this is not him.'

Well I can say that I had this deep moment of revelation and gave myself up before anyone could get hurt. Well I didn't. Frank slowly turns to me and I'm frozen. I've got to say, that Kim probably doesn't look much better than I do. 'If you're not Perseus Jackson. Than who are you?' I'm looking him right in the eye, then to my own surprise and his, I smile. 'You know.' He looks at me, studying my face, my eyes, the way I stand. Then he realizes it. 'You are the thief.' Milton and Rudy share a look. Kim turns a weird shade of white. 'Jack, actually. Pleasure to meet you.'

Where all this confidence comes from? No idea. My hand shifts to my belt when Frank opens his mouth. 'Don't.' I tell him, no guards, not this time. He raises his eyebrow. 'Or what?' he says slowly. I decide to do something I've never done before. 'Or this.' I tell him and I grab Kim around the waist and pull her towards me. At the same time I pull out my knife. The next moment I stand still, my knife is securely pressed against Kim's throat, but not hard enough to break the skin. 'If you try anything, or call the guards. I'll slit her throat.' I try to sound convincing, I just really hope he doesn't see my hand is shaking. I should have left when I got the chance. I'm so stupid.

Kim's POV.

I'm stunned. Is this really happening? Am I dreaming? If I'm dreaming the cold steel of the knife feels very real. I can't believe he's doing this. I thought he was my friend. 'Jack.' I say, I have to admit I sound breathless. Frank is frozen. Milton grabbed Rudy's arm and he looks horrified. Rudy doesn't seem to have figured out yet what's going on, but that's nothing new. Jack slowly moves backwards and I'm forced to move with him. 'Work with me here.' he hisses in my ear. And I'm confused. He's holding a knife to my throat and he wants me to work with him?

'Why would I?' I whisper back. Frank is looking at Jack intently. I just really hope he doesn't do something stupid. 'Because.' He whispers, pulling me even closer. 'I'm trying to save both of our lives.' Both of our lives? What does he mean both of our lives? I'm not in danger, he is! Well, okay, that may not be true, I mean I am the one with the knife at her throat. Jack keeps shuffling backwards and I can see the wheels turn in my brothers head. He glances at Milton and Rudy. Rudy is to focussed at me, but Milton looks back at Frank.

They seem to make a silent agreement and Jack notices it too. 'Frank… now don't do anything stupid.' He warns. I'm surprised at how calm Jack sounds. I mean I can feel his hand shake around my waist. Then it hits me. If my brother finds out I know Jack, he will be furious. So furious he could hurt me… I've seen him do it. Okay it was a soldier who had given info to an enemy Lord and not his sister hanging out with a thief but… that moment I was generally scared of him. The look in his eyes, was exactly how I imagine Cray looking.

Then Frank makes his move. I want to yell no, but Jack takes a huge jump backwards pulling me with him. I stumble and fall into Jack. His grip loosens and I'm trying to find out why, but it's such a chaos I'm unsure where to look. The next thing I know Jack has grabbed my wrist and is pulling me with him between the trees. He runs so fast I can barely keep up. Behind us I hear voices yelling. I can't make out what they're saying but I'm pretty sure they're guards. How? I'm so confused. Jack is cursing under his breath, he doesn't slow down.

I almost trip over a tree root. I tumble forwards, but Jack manages to keep me on my feet. I don't know why I'm following him… maybe because he didn't just think of himself. He actually thought about me. He cares for me. 'Up. We need to get up.' He mutters to himself. He moves so silent between the trees I can actually hear him. I on the other hand feel like an elephant, like I'm stepping on every single branch. 'Can you climb a tree?' he whispers urgently as he pulls me to a halt behind a big old tree. My eyes grow wide. 'No.' I sound horrified. Jack sighs. 'Well then I'm going to have to teach you.' He turns me to the tree, I can hear the soldiers coming. Their footsteps are loud. Even louder than mine. 'Up.' He says.

Let's just say that somehow he manages to me up the tree, even though I'm scared as hell to fall. When I'm up I watch Jack climb the tree. How does he do that. It doesn't seem to cost him any effort. It's just not fair. Wait I've said that before… jealous much? When he gets to the branch I'm sitting on all he does is put his finger on his lips. That was uncalled for. I may not be a professional thief, but even I know to keep quiet when the people chasing you are right below your hiding place.

I try to be as silent as possible, but my breath sounds so loud. The soldiers are making a lot of noise. They're scaring away anything living in a two mile radius as far as I'm concerned. My brother seems to notice to. 'Be quiet you no good lousy idiots! They could hear us from a mile away.' He says, I can hear he's trying to control his anger. I'm still so confused on why Jack ran, and how the guards got there so fast. They move around for a while, when my brother tells them to keep moving. The move away.

I let my breath escape when I can't hear them anymore. 'We did it.' I say softly, smiling at Jack. I'm not sure what we did… okay on with the point. He doesn't respond. His breath sounds… heavy. 'Jack?' I say, I'm a bit concerned. Why would he ignore me? I carefully crawl towards him. It's very dark, the moon is the only thing giving me a bit of light. I can see Jack's figure against the trunk of the tree. 'Yeah.' His voice sounds… different. Like he's holding something in. He inhales sharply. I'm really getting worried now, but at the same time I'm trying not to fall from the tree. I crawl closer. I smell something, something… iron-ish. When I kneel next to him I gasp. 'Jack.'

On his right shoulder is a big stain of blood. He has his hand presses to it but I can tell it's bleeding anyway. There's an broken arrow sticking from between his fingers. The blood is making me nauseous. But I force myself to look at him. He's a lot whiter than normal. He manages to smile. 'You don't, by any chance, know first aid do you?'

A/N: Hey! Thanks for sticking with me through the chapter. I'm building up to the end, so stay tuned. Let me know what you think! Review please!