Um hi guys sorry I didn't update Saturday or Sunday; Saturday I had a party to go to and then a giant religious festival and a rave party at the temple to celebrate for it (happy Holi!) and then Sunday was my mom's birthday.

Right well…not much to say.

Except for the fact that I don't own PJO.

Annabeth dragged me out of the car to her garage. I wasn't sure if it was just me, but I heard a bunch of banging and clanging coming from the garage. My demigod senses went into over drive and obviously, Annabeth heard it too. "That can't be normal," she said. "It's worse than Connor and Travis!"

Quietly, she crept up to the garage and pressed her ear against the cool metal. Her face changed from confusion to a tired, irritated look. "Hellhounds."

I grinned. "Let's kick some furry underworld butt."

Annabeth opened the garage, which, under certain circumstances, would be a really stupid idea but considering it was just hellhounds, I figured it was fine.

Boy, was I wrong.

Standing inside the garage, holding a large tuft of black fur was a rather scary looking girl.

Now, when I say scary, I don't mean "Argh, I'm gonna kill you and then hang your body by its toenails scary" like Annabeth is when she's mad. No, it was literally scary, like she had silver eyes, like she was possessed and her skin was grey and mottled. She was in an old fashioned toga but it was raggedy and gray.

"Perseus Jackson… And Chase. Annabeth Chase." The girl held her head in a creepy way and continued to stare at us. She cackled all of a sudden and looked down at the ground. "What's that? Yes…yes the demigodses will be very helpful…once we have their blood!" She laughed a phlegmy cackle. "And the son of the wind shall be taken! What great power my queen, my master, my patron, what great power we shall be graced with! What-

Suddenly she shrieked and opened her palm in front of us. In her hand was an orb of- quite literally- darkness. She squeezed and disappeared. Left in her wake were three words:

THE EARTH RISES.

David's PoV

I don't know how I did it. I didn't ask for it, and I can't remember much. All I know is that one day I wake up in a bed and I'm being told to go to school. I remember people: my friends, and my parents, what I was going to try out for.

Of course, Aden and Brian helped me a lot with things I was confused on, like why Mrs. Dodds was such a bitch. I told them I had fallen and had a minor case of amnesia, and that most of it would come back to me.

It wasn't until I started playing basketball that I realized I had powers. At first it was just that I could jump really high. But then, one day, I was walking home and there was a giant gust of wind. All I thought was, 'wind, please stop.' and suddenly, the trees and flowers were still and I could hear tweeting birds again.

I wasn't so sure. That was weird.

So to test it out, I thought for the wind to start again. Sure enough, the breeze picked up, and leaves were thrown into my face.

Shit.

So I ran home. I ran inside and ran upstairs to find my Grandma. "Gram?"

She was sitting in her recliner, shining her boxing trophies. Those were her favorite. "Gram? Can I talk to you?" She looked up at me and smiled.

One thing about Gram. She wasn't a cliché old Grandmother. She used to kickbox and could still kick butt. There was one time a guy tried to steal her purse; I was shitting bricks watching her punch him down.

"David? Yes, sweetie? Sit down!" Gram put down her trophy and gestured to the seat in front of her. I hesitantly took it, wondering how I should word this. I decided to just spit it out. "Gram, how can I control the wind?"

She looked up, eyes very focused. She leaned forward and placed her hands on her lap. "Oh," she didn't sound shocked or confused, just interested. "I didn't know it would start so soon."

Heh. So I was gonna write more, but this seemed like such a good place to stop XD.

Anyhoooo…

I just realized that Annabeth's uncle has the same name as David- David, of course.

Whoops. Oh well.

So, I know this isn't as long as they normally are, and I know I've had longer to write this, but screw schedule. I'll update whenever I can.

So every other weekish, I suppose. Maybe less. I don't know.

R&R, please!