Sorry it's been a while. I lost part of the original chapter. I found it today and got rid of what I rewrote. I wasn't really inspired to write without the original. If you guys want, I will post what I wrote before I found it again. Also, I still wont update often because I use my mom's laptop. (I'm in highschool, and my mom is in college) P.M. me for more info.

Percy's P.O.V.

I dialed Annabeth's number. As I waited for her to pick up, I quickly went over what I remember happened.

I remember hearing something and walking back into the woods but then I draw a blank.

Something that is driving me crazy is not knowing what is up with Riptide. It's like my sword doesn't want me to be holding it.

Then Annabeth answered her phone, "Hello?" She sounded confused. I would be too if only a select few people had my phone number and a new number was calling me.

Deaton walked out saying something about the cats.

"Annabeth," I said relieved.

"Percy?" she asked.

"Yes, it's me," I said, "I…"

She cut me off. "Why didn't you just IM me?"

I quieted my voice, "I'm with a bunch of mortals; at least I think they are mortals, they smell funny." I wrinkled my nose. "Anyway…"

She cut me off again, "Smell funny? So you're Grover now?" She asked playfully.

"Annabeth," I said,"this is 's Riptide."

"What?" she said. "Is it not returning to your pocket?"

"No, that's not it," I told her. "I have had Riptide for five years but…" I paused, "I don't feel comfortable near it. I was training with it almost an hour ago, but now something is different."

She didn't respond instantly, but she then replied with, "Percy, I don't know what to tell you."

"Also, I have a small case of short term memory loss,"I told her. "Just in case you ask me what happened."

"Percy!" she yelled.

I dropped the phone and fell to the ground with my hands over my ears. Yet another thing that was bothering me. It seems like everything was brighter and so much louder. Everything was just intensified. Also, I swear I can smell my mom's fresh baked blue cookies.

Luckily, Scott caught the phone before it could shatter on the tiled floor of the strange place. He talked to Annabeth for a minute before hanging up.

"It doesn't look like he's going to die," Jackson said. What?!

"What?!" I said. "I'm not going to die by just bumping my head."

They looked uncomfortable.

"What?" I asked. "What happened that you can't tell me?

"You won't believe us," Isaac said.

"You wanna bet?" I asked. "I have ten drachmas at home."

No one offered any information, so I sighed and continued with, "At least tell me what Annabeth said."

Scott spoke up saying, "She said that she was on her way and that you were such a… a seaweed brain?"

I smiled softly. "My Wise Girl," I said to myself.

"So," I prompted, "why is Annabeth coming?"

"Well," Scott said, "she said that you said something about your sword. Then I said that I didn't like it either and she said, 'You can see it?' Then I said 'What?' and she said, 'Nevermind, I'm on my way. Percy is such a Seaweed Brain.'"

"Did you tell her where we are?" I asked. "Come to think of it,you still haven't told me where we are."

"You're at Beacon Hills Animal Clinic," Deaton said as he came back into the room.

Scott, at the same time said, "Yes, I told her."

"And," I asked, "why am I at an animal clinic?"

"You got bit by a wolf," Isaac said, "and Scott works here."

The first part got my attention. "What?" I shouted. "Are you sure it was a wolf?"

I tried to remember what happened and suddenly I got a headache the size of texas. "Ahhhh," I groaned. I put my right hand over my forehead. Memories from earlier today came flooding back. At least enough to know that the thing that attacked me was not a wolf and that Scott had tackled the thing off of me.

"Percy!" a girl's worried voice(a voice that I recognized as Annabeth's) yelled. She ran over to me. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," I said. "I just remember a little more. Hey, Scott? What were you doing in the woods?"

Scott stopped to think about his words. "I was trying to find my inhaler," he decided. "I lost it when I was taking a walk yesterday."

"So you didn't get it because you helped me," I said as Annabeth helped me back up.

"Actually, Stiles got it," He said. "Right, Stiles?"

Stiles looked up, "oh, yeah," he said pulling out an inhaler from a side pocket in his backpack and tossed it to Scott.

Annabeth narrowed her eyes at them. Oh no.

"Annabeth," I said, "leave them alone."

She looked at me, but then looked at them and drew her dagger that I helped Leo make for our anniversary. She know that they weren't seeing pencil or something because they all saw through the mist to see my sword.

"An-Annabeth," I said, "don't scare them."

She didn't listen to me. Annabeth walked up to scott and pressed the dagger to his neck.

Scott stayed calm. I could tell by the look on his face and the sound of his heartbeat… Wait, what?!

"So," she said, "why don't you tell us the truth? Do you not trust us, because you lying to us doesn't give us much reason to trust you."

" annabeth," I said.

"No, Percy!" was all she said back as she pressed the dagger more, breaking the skin on Scott's neck.

My eyes widened and I started to bake away as I realized something. "Annabeth," I said, "that is celestial bronze."

She realized, as well. Old question forgotten, Her new one surfaced. "What are you?"

"I'm taking it," Scott started, "you guys are aware of the supernatural."

"Supernatural?" she asked, "What are you talking about?" She paused, slightly shaking her head as if telling herself to stay on track. "Answer the question! What are you?"

"Annabeth, not so loud," I told her.

She gave me a look that said. "What in Hades's name are you talking about, Percy, this is normal level talking."

Isaac, Liam, Jackson, and malia growled at my girlfriend and I stepped in front of her. Two of them had glowing blue eyes and two had glowing yellow eyes. I thought of my dream from last night, But where were the two pairs of red eyes and the other Yellow and orange?

"Werewolves," Annabeth said simply.

"Are you two Hunters?" Liam asked with a slight hint of fear in his voice.

"No," I started, "we are hunted."

"Then what are you?" Malia asked harshly.

"Demigods," Annabeth answered just as harshly as Malia asked.

"What about Stiles and Lydia?" I asked.

"I'm a banshee," Lydia said simply.

Stiles pouted and said, "Human."

"Human?" Annabeth questioned. "Why would you run with a bunch of monsters?"

"They're not monsters," Stiles defended. "We protect this town and we've lost friends doing so. You don't know us, why would you call my pack monsters? Why do you automatically decide that we are the enemy in our town? We didn't choose this life. We were brought into it."

"Neither did we!" Annabeth argued. "We were born into this. I've been being chased by monsters since I was seven! Percy scene he was 12, and his dad is one of the big three! Monsters never hesitate to kill one of us so why should we hesitate to protect ourselves?!"

Scott P.O.V.

The girl, Annabeth, must have gone through a lot. She was smart. I could tell.

As she continued, I could here the hurt and dispare in her voice.

"You think we haven't lost people we love? Percy and I have been through two wars and a hell of a lot of situations that led up to each one! Percy and I have literally been to Hell and back! We are the only ones able to calm each other from our panic attacks."

She took a deep breath. "I'm sorry for instantly assuming. I can't lose anyone else."

Percy had a look that said she doesn't apologize often.

It was quiet for a while until stiles spoke up again. "They suck don't they?"

"What?" Annabeth questioned.

"The panic attacks," he clarified. "They suck don't they?"

"Yeah… They do," Annabeth said as Percy wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her left shoulder.

"Let's talk somewhere else," I said. "My mom's probably worried."

Percy gasped. "Mine too!"

"It's settled then!" Stiles said. "Dinner with the McCalls tonight!"

"Isaac, Liam," I said, "You two go find Derek. Jackson, go pick up Percy's car from the preserve. How did you get here, Annabeth?"

"I got a ride from a taxi that had three driver with one eye."

"Umm… Okay," I continued. "Lydia, take Percy and Annabeth and pick up their parents for dinner at my place."

"Actually," Annabeth interrupted, "I live in San Francisco so… just percy's house.
"Stiles," I started again, "Your dad talking the late shift again?"

"Yeah," stiles told me. "I packed him a nice and healthy meal, so don't worry about saving him food."

"I'm picking up my bike and I'll meet you at my house."

Before everyone left, Stiles said, "Isaac, if Derek wakes up or is up, tell him about the wolfsbane at the loft and the Hale house. And the other thing."

"There was wolfsbane at the Hale house?" I asked as we got into the Jeep.

"Yeah," Stiles said. "We found out after you left to chase Derek. The wolfsbane is why you guys were sneezing so much."

"If the loft has wolfsbane too, where is Derek staying?" I asked.

"Huh," Stiles said thoughtfully, "I didn't think about that."

"Good to know," I said and the rest of the ride to the Hale house was filled with aimless chatter from my side as well as Stiles's.