Authors note: Btw I won't be doing this often because I find them to be annoying while reading. Just wanted to give you guys a heads up this is my first fanfic so I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. I also apologize for my poor grammar and structure. I'm really terrible when it comes to the specifics of writing so bear with me. I'm going to try and get better with time. Once again I apologize in advance.

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Sally

I set Percy down in his sea-green bassinet. His green eyes rimmed red from crying. My breast aching from his feeding "Kid already has a death grip" I chuckle to myself trying to soothe the dull ache. Those gorgeous eyes slowly close as he gives the smallest of yawns and I hope to the gods, well one god specifically. That Morpheus will take over from here giving me some time to myself. I look upon his small body still shocked and blessed to know that he is mine and was born from love. unlike some demigods. Not just a late-night tryst to cure the boredom of immortality. The memories of his father and I on the beach in Montauk, make me mournful of the past and sorrowful of what could have been. I remember the first time I saw him, Poseidon. I was by the shore, the Atlantic calm in the afternoon sun. The sun was angled just right to where I could see the greens and blue kaleidoscope mixed with grey in the water. the ocean waves licking the bottom of my feet, the warm sand underneath me bringing me warmth. I always did find the ocean comforting. I was thinking about my writing, a story about a girl lost at sea. Only if I knew what the fates had in store for me. As my daydreams progressed, someone sat beside me on my right.

I could tell they were different without even looking at what my mother called my third eye I recall wistfully. I could see things most people couldn't. I could also feel auras as well. Sometimes it felt like I could see through a mist. The aura next to me was powerful. I knew that for certain. As I turn my head to the right. My brown wavy hair blocked my vision for a short time, I swiftly tossed it aside. Looking at the stranger I became shocked. The man was gorgeous his bright sea-green eyes stared at me as his weathered full lips pulled into a smile. Accentuating his hardened jawline. His hair was as black as the night sky. His olive skin glistened in the sun's rays. Before I could speak and keep the butterflies in my stomach at bay he luckily gave me an out.

"Can I ask why you're alone?" You know the sea can't protect all beautiful things" he said in humor. His eyes twinkled in jest.

I lowered my eyes as a blush appeared on my cheeks. The butterflies now flying similar to a hummingbird. "I didn't realize a stranger would sit next to me and continue to flirt with me in my solitude," I say back teasing him. The man let out a low chuckle "Why did you think I was flirting? I could just be making conversation. And about your solitude, everyone needs company sometimes." His teasing voice matched my own.

"I can handle myself and I was thinking," I say, eyes looking out to the sea. The butterflies are still sporadically flying. His hand touches my face gently moving it back towards him. His hand felt hardened and weathered like a fisherman's. "Now, how can I look at those striking blue eyes if they're looking ahead?" He says his eyes earnest and smile now even more charming. "If someone touches my face I'd look to know their name at least. No matter how handsome or powerful they may be" I say challengingly, my blue eyes darkening critically at him. The gorgeous man throws his head back in a full-hearted laugh. "I was right then in my assumption," he says with humor still riddled in his voice. " My name is Poseidon darling".

I was pulled from my memories with panic as I heard harsh Knocking at the front door. I paused, my mind flying a mile a minute. I didn't have very many friends, and the ones I did wouldn't be here at this hour. Checking the antique clock on my nightstand showed midnight exactly. "Not anyone I know". As the seconds passed by and my anxiety heightened the knocking now seemed desperate. No longer was it strong, yelling for me now was almost pitiful. I get up slowly from the mattress and look once more at Percy. His eyes and mind are still under Morpheus' realm.

"Thank God" I mumble to myself.

I grab the celestial bronze dagger his father gifted me from the nightstand. Thankfully he gifted it to me knowing the often ill fate that befalls his children. The sharp edge of the blade gives a golden glow in the dark room. The leather handle gives me comfort as I stand up from the bed and brace myself for what might come. As I cross the bedroom door and make my way through our small living room I hear a voice "Please" it says continuing the pitiful knocking. The voice sounded feminine. I got to the door, the blade still gripped in my hand. My heart pounding and before I can even look through the peephole I stumble back from the powerful aura I felt. I close my eyes trying to focus on This one is by far the most powerful I have ever felt. Not even Poseidon could have matched this. He felt weak compared to this almost all-consuming feeling. Knowing I had no choice. I open the door blade at the ready. I already know if it were to even give the slightest indication to fight, I'd be dead but I would still try. For Percy, I'd always try. Finally opening up my eyes and opening the door fully I look at the source of my anxiety

It was a woman. A gorgeous one at that. Her face is a dark olive tone with a set of wide full lips, her face angular and regal. Her eyes were frightening within them. I only saw darkness and an endless abyss. Her hair matched that same shade of Black. The hair looked as if it consumed the light coming from the hallway. Given the lack of reflection. "It probably is consuming it," I thought to myself. Her inky black waves went down to her lower back Blanketing a small mound. She opened her mouth to speak. Then the thunder crashed behind me