A/N: I'm SO SO SO SORRY that I've left you hanging! But now that I'm out of school, I may be able to update more! YAY! Oh and that typo in the last chapter where it says be quest and sit down is supposed to say be quiet and sit down.

Disclaimer: I don't even own the idea for this STORY. Do you seriously think I own PJO?

Hunter's POV:

~~~in the 5th grade~~~

"Come on, Mark! It's just a little farther to the pond!" I said as I practically dragged my best friend, Mark through the park.

"But I'm tired! Can't we stop and rest for a second?" He asked.

I shook my head and kept walking. Mark sighed and let me pull him along for another few minutes. Just when I was about to give up on finding the pond, I saw it.

"There it is, Mark!" I said.

"Okay, Bells. Now, can we PLEASE go rest?" Mark whined.

I shrugged and let him rest while I jumped in the water. It was a hot day that day otherwise I might have avoided it. I'm not a big fan of the water, but I'll swim in the summer or on really hot days in late May, like this one. Mark was definitely a son of Hermes. You could just tell. His attitude, the way he made everyone laugh, that mischievous glint in his eyes that labels hi a trouble maker were all signs of the children of Hermes.

Mark finally got done resting after about ten minutes and jumped in after me. I pushed him under, and he did the same to me until our parents came to pick us up. Mom and Dad weren't too mad that I was soaking wet because we have towels in our car, but Mark's mom was pretty upset. We gave him a towel, which calmed Ms. Ashington down quite a bit.

~~two years later~~

Mark and I have the same schedule. We're in the seventh grade this year. Mark is starting to be really cute. Oh my gods. Aphrodite must be messing with my mind. I've never thought of ANY guy as cute.

Mark's POV: (sorry guys. Random POV change):

So, I found out that I'm a demigod. Apparently that makes me more of a target to monsters now that I know who I am. But Bells has been a big help. Apparently she's a legacy. If that's true, she's a very PRETTY legacy. Whoa, where did that come from? Aphrodite probably made me think that.

No POV:

~~Mark and Hunter are 17~~

Mark and Hunter were meeting at a coffee shop. They were just discussing their days, as any couple would.

"So, fight any good monsters lately?" Hunter asked.

"Nope. You?" Mark replied.

Hunter shook her head. They continued chatting until 6:30PM. When they stood up to leave, one of the clerks smiled at them, her fangs showing. She was an empousa.

Mark's POV:

I smiled at the clerk as her fangs showed. Wait, fangs? Oh gods, she's beautiful. I couldn't stop staring. When Bells pulled me away, the fangs were an inch from my neck.

"Thanks Bells," I said, hugging her.

When she pulled away she was smirking, but her eyes defied that smirk. She was scared for me. I took her and and started walking.

"We'll be fine, Bells. I promise nothing will happen to me. Understand?" I assured her.

Bells just nodded. Soon we came to an alley, and we both felt the urge to go in. Our ADHD is what really made us give in. We were about to leave when a hellhound jumped at us. I, being as fast as I was, had my sword out as soon as it pounced, but it still clawed me pretty badly. It was about to pounce on Hunter, but I slashed it into yellow dust.

Hunter's POV:

When I saw the hellhound pounce on Mark, I knew I had to do something, but he had it covered even though he was bleeding badly. After the monster turned to yellow dust, I ran to Mark's side.

"Mark, you can't die. Please don't die. I love you so much," I said.

I was crying at this point. Mark took my hand and whispered back, "I love you too, Bells."

Then he died.

"No. No, no, no… This can't be happening!" I sobbed as I checked his pulse.

After about an hour, which seemed like a year, I got an IM from Mom. She looked pretty angry until she saw that I was sobbing over Mark's dead body. She said she'd be there soon, but the truth was, I didn't want her to come. I wanted Mark to be alive, and for this all to be a dream.

"Hunter, sweetie? Where are you?" called my mom and my dad.

I decided to let them find me. After all, it wasn't that big of an alley. I was covered in Mark's blood by now, but that didn't matter to me. All that mattered was that mark was dead and there was nothing I could do about it.

A/N: Oh, this one was dramatic. Sorry I killed him for all you MarkXHunter shippers, but I had to do that to add stuff to her life. This story will end soon. R&R