Hey guys, I decided to do a whole Percy Jackson characters reading the series with the Olympians. I have not forgotten about my other stories I'm just suffering from writers block on Thalia's decision,will update Only the Good Spy Young soon, and have to find the paper with the next chapter for Camme's big brother.
Disclaimer: I'm not Rick Riordan, I'm a fourteen year old girl named Lisa, not a 30-something year old man who's one of the greatest authors I've ever read.
Well here's the first chapter!

It has been three months since the whole titan war thing and I was walking around camp with my friends Nico and Thalia – I have to check the camp designs because of my wish every so often. A bunch of the gods were running around and talking to their children or other demigods. Ever since I made my wish the gods have been at camp almost every single day and it makes them and the demigods even happier than before. Suddenly we were caught up in a bright light and when the light disappeared we were in the Olympian throne room with our jaws hitting the floor. The throne room looked just like it did before the war! That can't be possible, I was just here yesterday looking at all the new designs!

I looked over at Nico and Thalia and the same thing passed between all of us: We went back in time. Suddenly the room was filled with a lot of bright lights and when all the lights disappeared the room was full of people. The room was filled with 15 Olympian gods that were standing in the middle of the room. Chiron was here too along with a young Grover and Annabeth. Almost everyone was arguing – Athena with Poseidon, Zeus with Hades, Hermes with Apollo, Ares with Hephaestus, Aphrodite with Artemis, Hera with Dionysus, Demeter with Persephone, but Annabeth and Grover were talking to Chiron, and Hestia was just quietly standing by the fire, smiling at us. Everybody suddenly stopped arguing when they saw us.

"Thalia?" Zeus asked.

"Father." Thalia said, bowing.

"How are you alive?" He asked when she stood up.

"I would tell you father but it is hard to explain." She said. Everybody else turned towards Nico and me. I saw shock cross both Poseidon's and Hades' faces.

"Who are you?" Zeus asked.

"I am Percy Jackson and this is Nico De Angelo." I said, gesturing to both of us.

"Why are you here?" Zeus asked. We shrugged.

"We got here the same way you did." Nico said.

"Seeing as you are with Thalia and are not shocked to see us then you must be half-bloods." Athena stated, we nodded.

"I do not remember you from camp, are you new?" Chiron asked.

"Sort of." I said. Everybody looked at me confused so I continued, "We're from the future." Understanding filled everyone faces, but there was still some confusion in them.

"Why were we brought here?" Artemis asked. Suddenly a package popped into the middle of the room. Athena walked over to it and opened it up. She took out a letter and read aloud:

Dear gods, Chiron, Grover, and half-bloods,

I have sent you five books to read. For most of you they will be the future but for some of you they will be the past. You must read them together; they will help you and will reveal lots of things to you. Please be wise while reading these and I hope you like them.

- Rhea

"I guess we should read them." Artemis said.

"What are they called?" Hera asked.

"Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief, Percy Jackson and the Sea of Monsters, Percy Jackson and the Titan's Curse, Percy Jackson and the Battle of the Labyrinth, and Percy Jackson and the last Olympian." Athena read. I groaned and everybody looked at me.

"These books are about you?" Poseidon asked, I nodded. Everybody seemed to get more interested in them then.

"Well we should get started. I'll read first." Athena said, and started to read.

"I accidentally vaporize my Pre-Algebra Teacher," she read, raising an eyebrow at me.

"You vaporized your teacher?" Ares asked, astonished and I shrugged. Everybody stared at me for awhile and then Athena started to read again.

Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.

"Not many people want to." Nico said, and everybody nodded in agreement.

If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now. Believe whatever lies your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.

Thalia snorted, "Like that's going to work."

Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways.

"True." Chiron said, sighing.

If you're a normal kid, reading this because you think its fiction, great! Read on. I envy you for being able to believe that none of this ever happened.

Everybody nodded and said, "Me too."

But if you recognize yourself in these pages—if you feel something stirring inside—stop reading immediately. You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.

"Who knew you could give out good advice!" Thalia said, impressed. I rolled my eyes.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

"You didn't warn me." Nico stated.

"Well it was kind of hard for me to warn you since when I first saw you, you were being attacked by a monster!" I exclaimed, defending myself.

"Good point." Nico said.

My name is Percy Jackson. I'm twelve years old. Until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school for troubled kids in upstate New York.

Am I a troubled kid?

"Yeah." Nico and Thalia said.

Yeah. You could say that.

"See even you admit it!" Nico exclaimed.

I could start at any point in my short miserable life to prove it, but things really started going bad last May,

"What happened?" Grover asked but I didn't answer.

when our sixth-grade class took a field trip to Manhattan— twenty-eight mental-case kids and two teachers on a yellow school bus, heading to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to look at ancient Greek and Roman stuff.

"What idiot would take them on a field trip?" Ares asked, confused. I tried to hold in my laughter but failed. Everybody looked at me like I was crazy.

"Why are you laughing?" Zeus asked.

"You'll see." I said when I stopped laughing.

I know—it sounds like torture.

Most Yancy field trips were.

But Mr. Brunner, our Latin teacher, was leading this trip, so I had hopes.

Mr. Brunner was this middle-aged guy in a motorized wheelchair. He had thinning hair and a scruffy beard and a frayed tweed jacket, which always smelled like coffee.

Everybody burst out laughing when they figured out who Mr. Brunner was.

"I can see why you were laughing before!" Ares said, between laughs. Chiron looked down, embarrassed.

You wouldn't think he'd be cool, but he told stories and jokes and let us play games in class. He also had this awesome collection of Roman armor and weapons, so he was the only teacher whose class didn't put me to sleep.

"I'm glad you liked my class!" Chiron said, smiling.

I hoped the trip would be okay. At least, I hoped that for once I wouldn't get in trouble.

Boy, was I wrong.

Everyone was more interested in the story when I said that.

See, bad things happen to me on field trips. Like at my fifth-grade school, when we went to the Saratoga battlefield, I had this accident with a Revolutionary War cannon. I wasn't aiming for the school bus, but of course I got expelled anyway.

Everybody stopped to laugh. "What were you shooting for?" Apollo asked, laughing. I thought for a second.

"I don't know." I said.

"Probably a monster." Artemis said.

And before that, at my fourth-grade school, when we took a behind-the-scenes tour of the Marine World shark pool, I sort of hit the wrong lever on the catwalk and our class took an unplanned swim. And the time before that...well, you get the idea.

"Wow you don't have any good luck at field trips do you?" Hermes asked, chuckling. I looked down sheepishly.

This trip, I was determined to be good.

"I wonder how well that's going to go!" Apollo said, still laughing.

All the way into the city, I put up with Nancy Bobofit, the freckly, redheaded kleptomaniac girl, hitting my best friend Grover-

Everybody stared at Grover and me.

"You guys are best friends?" Hera asked.

"Yea but not yet in your time." I said.

-in the back of the head with chunks of peanut butter-and-ketchup sandwich.

"Ewww, This girl is disgusting!" Aphrodite exclaimed.

Grover was an easy target. He was scrawny. He cried when he got frustrated. He must've been held back several grades, because he was the only sixth grader with acne and the start of a wispy beard on his chin. On top of all that, he was crippled.

"I love how you think of me!" Grover said, sarcastically.

"Well I was 12 years old! How else did you expect me to see you?" I said, defensively. He shrugged.

He had a note excusing him from PE for the rest of his life because he had some kind of muscular disease in his legs. He walked funny, like every step hurt him, but don't let that fool you. You should've seen him run when it was enchilada day in the cafeteria.

Everybody chuckled while Grover blushed sheepishly.

Anyway, Nancy Bobofit was throwing wads of sandwich that stuck in his curly brown hair, and she knew I couldn't do anything back to her because I was already on probation. The headmaster had threatened me by death with in-school suspension if anything bad, embarrassing, or even mildly entertaining happened on this trip.

"Well that won't be a fun field trip!" Hermes complained, and Ares agreed.

"I'm going to kill her," I mumbled.

Grover tried to calm me down. "It's okay. I like peanut butter."

Everybody chuckled. "That's Grover for you!" Annabeth said, smiling.

He dodged another piece of Nancy's lunch.

"That's it." I started to get up, but Grover pulled me back to my seat.

"You're already on probation," he reminded me. "You know who'll get blamed if anything happens."

Looking back on it, I wish I'd decked Nancy Bobofit right then and there. In-school suspension would've been nothing compared to the mess I was about to get myself into.

I sighed, thinking about what happened on the field trip and what it all led to. Everybody stared at me for awhile and then they jumped back into the book more interested.

Mr. Brunner led the museum tour.

Everybody laughed, remembering who he was.

He rode up front in his wheelchair, guiding us through the big echoey galleries, past marble statues and glass cases full of really old black-and-orange pottery. It blew my mind that this stuff had survived for two thousand, three thousand years!

Dionysus snorted, "We've survived for longer then that and I don't see people praising us for it!" He exclaimed.

"Well people don't know that we exist, remember?" Athena stated, while Dionysus pouted.

He gathered us around a thirteen-foot-tall stone column with a big sphinx on the top, and started telling us how it was a grave marker, a stele, for a girl about our age. He told us about the carvings on the sides. I was trying to listen to what he had to say, because it was kind of interesting, but everybody around me was talking, and every time I told them to shut up, the other teacher chaperone, Mrs. Dodd's, would give me the evil eye.

Mrs. Dodd's was this little math teacher from Georgia who always wore a black leather jacket, even though she was fifty years old.

Athena and Annabeth remembered the named of the chapter and they both had the same theory but they waited till more information came to say it.

She looked mean enough to ride a Harley right into your locker. She had come to Yancy halfway through the year, when our last math teacher had a nervous breakdown.

"I wonder what she did to get rid of her." Thalia whispered to me.

"Me too." I whispered back.

From her first day, Mrs. Dodd's loved Nancy Bobofit and figured I was devil spawn. She would point her crooked finger at me and say, "Now, honey," real sweet, and I knew I was going to get after-school detention for a month.

Hades thought that that sounded like one of his furies but he didn't speak his thought out loud.

One time, after she'd made me erase answers out of old math workbooks until midnight, I told Grover I didn't think Mrs. Dodd's was human. He looked at me, real serious, and said, "You're absolutely right."

"She's probably a monster." Artemis said, and everybody was tense.

Mr. Brunner kept talking about Greek funeral art. Finally, Nancy Bobofit snickered something about the naked guy on the stele, and I turned around and said, "Will you shut up?"

Everybody chuckled but it was still tense from Artemis's comment.

It came out louder than I meant it to. The whole group laughed. Mr. Brunner stopped his story.

"Mr. Jackson," he said, "Did you have a comment?"

"That's Chiron alright!" Annabeth said, while everybody laughed.

My face was totally red. I said, "No, sir."

Mr. Brunner pointed to one of the pictures on the stele. "Perhaps you'll tell us what this picture represents?

I looked at the carving, and felt a flush of relief, because I actually recognized it. "That's Kronos eating his kids, right?"

All the gods groaned. "You had to pick that carving, didn't you?" Zeus asked.

Thalia, Nico, and I sighed, thinking about the war we had against him. Everybody looked at us weirdly but continued the story.

"Yes," Mr. Brunner said, obviously not satisfied, "And he did this because ..."

"Well..." I racked my brain to remember. "Kronos was the king god,

"God?" Poseidon asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I thought you taught your students better than this Chiron!" Zeus exclaimed.

and—"

"God?" Mr. Brunner asked.

"Titan," I corrected myself. "And ... he didn't trust his kids, who were the gods. So, um, Kronos ate them, right? But his wife hid baby Zeus, and gave Kronos a rock to eat instead.

Apollo groaned. "Can we please skip this history lesson?" He complained.

"No." Athena said, before continuing.

And later, when Zeus grew up, he tricked his dad, Kronos, into barfing up his brothers and sisters—"

"Ewww!" said one of the girls behind me.

"Yes it was disgusting." Demeter said.

"—and so there was this big fight between the gods and the Titans," I continued, "And the gods won."

"Of course we did! We're awesome!" Apollo exclaimed.

Some snickers came from the group.

Behind me, Nancy Bobofit mumbled to a friend, "Like we're going to use this in real life. Like it's going to say on our job applications, 'Please explain why Kronos ate his kids.'"

"And why, Mr. Jackson," Brunner said, "To paraphrase Miss Bobofit's excellent question, does this matter in real life?"

"Busted." Grover muttered.

"Busted," Grover muttered.

Everybody chuckled at Grover repeating himself.

"Shut up," Nancy hissed her face even brighter red than her hair.

At least Nancy got packed, too. Mr. Brunner was the only one who ever caught her saying anything wrong. He had radar ears.

"Of course he does." Annabeth said, smiling.

I thought about his question, and shrugged. "I don't know, sir."

"I see." Mr. Brunner looked disappointed. "Well, half credit, Mr. Jackson. Zeus did indeed feed Kronos a mixture of mustard and wine, which made him disgorge his other five children, who, of course, being immortal gods, had been living and growing up completely undigested in the Titan's stomach. The gods defeated their father, sliced him to pieces with his own scythe, and scattered his remains in Tartarus, the darkest part of the Underworld. On that happy note, it's time for lunch. Mrs. Dodd's, would you lead us back outside?"

Everybody laughed at the end of this.

The class drifted off, the girls holding their stomachs, the guys pushing each other around and acting like doofuses.

"Of course they are!" Artemis said, scowling.

Grover and I were about to follow when Mr. Brunner said, "Mr. Jackson."

I knew that was coming.

I told Grover to keep going. Then I turned toward Mr. Brunner. "Sir?"

Mr. Brunner had this look that wouldn't let you go— intense brown eyes that could've been a thousand years old and had seen everything.

"They have." Athena stated.

"You must learn the answer to my question," Mr. Brunner told me.

"About the Titans?"

"He's already answered that question." Annabeth answered, rolling her eyes.

"About real life. And how your studies apply to it."

"Oh."

"What you learn from me," he said, "is vitally important. I expect you to treat it as such. I will accept only the best from you, Percy Jackson."

I wanted to get angry; this guy pushed me so hard.

"I have to push you so you'll learn." Chiron said.

"I know." I stated.

I mean, sure, it was kind of cool on tournament days, when he dressed up in a suit of Roman armor and shouted: "What ho!'" and challenged us, sword-point against chalk, to run to the board and name every Greek and Roman person who had ever lived, and their mother, and what god they worshipped.

"That sounds like fun!" Hermes exclaimed.

But Mr. Brunner expected me to be as good as everybody else, despite the fact that I have dyslexia and attention deficit disorder and I had never made above a C— in my life. No—he didn't expect me to be as good; he expected me to be better. And I just couldn't learn all those names and facts, much less spell them correctly.

"Are you still just as bad?" Athena asked.

"No I've gotten a lot better thanks to my friends." I said.

"Mostly Annabeth." Nico muttered laughing, so only me and Thalia could hear. Thalia started to laugh.

"Nice one Nico!" She said high fiving him while I made a face at them.

"What are you laughing about?" Zeus asked. They suddenly stopped laughing.

"Nothing!" They exclaimed. Athena raised her eyebrows but continued reading.

I mumbled something about trying harder, while Mr. Brunner took one long sad look at the stele, like he'd been at this girl's funeral.

Chiron sighed, "I probably was."

He told me to go outside and eat my lunch.

The class gathered on the front steps of the museum, where we could watch the foot traffic along Fifth Avenue.

Overhead, a huge storm was brewing, with clouds blacker than I'd ever seen over the city. I figured maybe it was global warming or something, because the weather all across New York State had been weird since Christmas.

"It seems like your angry father." Athena said.

"I wonder why?" He asked, I sighed and looked down. Everybody stared at me but quickly turned back to the book when they saw I wasn't going to explain.

We'd had massive snow storms, flooding, and wildfires from lightning strikes. I wouldn't have been surprised if this was a hurricane blowing in.

Everyone looked at Zeus weirdly.

"What?" He exclaimed.

"Just wondering what you're angry about." Poseidon explained.

"How should I know?" He said.

"Well it must be important if you're making hurricanes happen." Hermes said.

"It is." I said, without thinking. Everybody looked at me.

"You know what he's angry about?" Athena asked.

"Of course I do! I am from the future." I explained.

"Do you guys know?" Athena asked, turning to Nico and Thalia.

"I was still a tree at this time." Thalia said.

"And I didn't know anything about this stuff at that time." Nico said.

"When do you guys appear in these books?" Athena asked.

"Second book." Thalia said.

"Third book." Nico answered.

Athena nodded and started to read again.

Nobody else seemed to notice. Some of the guys were pelting pigeons with Lunchables crackers. Nancy Bobofit was trying to pickpocket something from a lady's purse, and, of course, Mrs. Dodd's wasn't seeing a thing.

Grover and I sat on the edge of the fountain, away from the others. We thought that maybe if we did that, everybody wouldn't know we were from that school—the school for loser freaks who couldn't make it elsewhere.

"Too late." Ares said, chuckling.

"Detention?" Grover asked.

"Nah," I said. "Not from Brunner. I just wish he'd lay off me sometimes. I mean—I'm not a genius."

"That's the understatement of the year." Thalia said, laughing while Nico high fived her.

"You guys love to pick on me, don't you?" I said.

"Of course we do!" Nico said.

Grover didn't say anything for a while. Then, when I thought he was going to give me some deep philosophical comment to make me feel better, he said, "Can I have your apple?"

Everybody burst out laughing. "Sorry." Grover said sheepishly.

"It's okay man." I said.

I didn't have much of an appetite, so I let him take it.

I watched the stream of cabs going down Fifth Avenue, and thought about my mom's apartment, only a little ways uptown from where we sat. I hadn't seen her since Christmas. I wanted so bad to jump in a taxi and head home. She'd hug me and be glad to see me, but she'd be disappointed, too. She'd send me right back to Yancy, remind me that I had to try harder, even if this was my sixth school in six years and I was probably going to be kicked out again. I wouldn't be able to stand that sad look she'd give me.

I smiled, thinking about my mom.

"Awww." Thalia and Nico said at the same time. I rolled my eyes and Poseidon smiled at me. Athena looked at both of us suspiciously but continued to read, a theory forming in her head.

Mr. Brunner parked his wheelchair at the base of the handicapped ramp. He ate celery while he read a paperback novel. A red umbrella stuck up from the back of his chair, making it look like a motorized cafe table.

"Having fun there Chiron?" Apollo said, laughing.

I was about to unwrap my sandwich when Nancy Bobofit appeared in front of me with her ugly friends—I guess she'd gotten tired of stealing from the tourists—and dumped her half-eaten lunch in Grover's lap.

Annabeth looked furious, Chiron looked surprised, Thalia and Nico looked angry, and all the gods were shocked. I sighed, thinking that this was what started it all, that one little thing led to my life right now. Everybody looked at me, confused as to why I sighed but I just shook my head and gestured for Athena to keep reading.

"Oops." She grinned at me with her crooked teeth. Her freckles were orange, as if somebody had spray-painted her face with liquid Cheetos.

"Charming." Hera said, coldly.

I tried to stay cool. The school counselor had told me a million times, "Count to ten, get control of your temper." But I was so mad my mind went blank. A wave roared in my ears.

"Wave?" Everybody – except for Thalia, Nico, Poseidon, and me – said, looking at Poseidon suspiciously.

I don't remember touching her, but the next thing I knew, Nancy was sitting on her butt in the fountain, screaming, "Percy pushed me!"

Mrs. Dodd's materialized next to us.

Some of the kids were whispering: "Did you see—"

"—the water—"

"—like it grabbed her—"

Everyone was staring at Poseidon angrily, while Zeus and Hades looked downright murderous.

"You broke the oath!" They yelled at Poseidon, standing up.

"It's a good thing he did too!" Nico exclaimed, before realizing what he had said and covered his mouth. Everybody turned to Nico.

"What do you mean?" Hermes asked.

"Let's just say that if Percy wasn't born the whole world would be a bottomless pit and everything would be in chaos." Thalia said. Everybody stared at her, confused.

"No the world wouldn't be like that!" I said. Nico snorted.

"If you weren't born, the prophecy would've been passed down to…that person, which wouldn't work since they're only 13 and we'd have to wait 3 years until it would be fulfilled, and by then…they would have won the war. Humans would be slaves, gods forced to pick their side or rot in Tartarus, Heroes thrown with them if they refused; camp destroyed, towns destroyed, Peace extinguished, families separated and destroyed, people starving on the streets and dying, people-" Nico argued but was interrupted by me.

"Okay, Okay, I get it, I get it! The world would be horrible if I wasn't born! Seriously, you didn't have to go that far into it. And don't you think you let out a little too much information?" I asked him, exasperated.

"Sorry just had to get that of my chest." Nico said, blushing.

"What did you mean by that?" Athena asked, shocked and confused. I sighed.

"If we told you it would ruin all the books and we wouldn't even have to be here anymore." I stated. She looked ready to argue but Zeus sighed and gestured for her to keep reading.

I didn't know what they were talking about. All I knew was that I was in trouble again.

As soon as Mrs. Dodd's was sure poor little Nancy was okay, promising to get her a new shirt at the museum gift shop, etc., etc., Mrs. Dodd's turned on me. There was a triumphant fire in her eyes, as if I'd done something she'd been waiting for all semester.

Everybody looked really tense when Athena read this.

"Now, honey—"

"I know," I grumbled. "A month erasing workbooks."

"Why would you say that, Seaweed brain?" Annabeth yelled, shocked. I blushed.

"Wow, even though she barely knows you she still calls you that name." Thalia stated.

"I guess you're just destined for that name!" Nico said, laughing while I made a face at him.

"What name?" Annabeth asked, confused.

"Seaweed brain." Thalia and Nico stated.

"Wait I know him?" She asked. They burst out laughing.

"Yes you guys come to be great friends!" Nico said, breathlessly, still laughing.

"Wait, a child of Athena becomes friends with a child of Poseidon?" Artemis asked, astonished.

"Yea they're very close, even though they argue a lot." Thalia said.

"Yea, I don't think I've ever lived one day without them arguing, except-" Nico stopped talking and laughing and looked down as did Thalia and I, we were thinking about the war and all our dying friends.

"What?" Hermes asked. I sighed.

"Nothing, please continue." I said. Athena looked ready to argue but decided against it and started to read again.

That wasn't the right thing to say.

"Come with me," Mrs. Dodd's said.

"Wait!" Grover yelped. "It was me. I pushed her."

I stared at him, stunned. I couldn't believe he was trying to cover for me. Mrs. Dodd's scared Grover to death. She glared at him so hard his whiskery chin trembled.

"I don't think so, Mr. Underwood," she said.

"But—"

"You—will—stay—here."

Everybody tensed at this part. They knew something was going to happen.

Grover looked at me desperately.

"It's okay, man," I told him. "Thanks for trying."

"Honey," Mrs. Dodd's barked at me. "Now."

Nancy Bobofit smirked.

"I really don't like this girl." Poseidon said angrily. Everybody nodded in agreement.

I gave her my deluxe I'll-kill-you-later stare. Then I turned to face Mrs. Dodd's, but she wasn't there. She was standing at the museum entrance, way at the top of the steps, gesturing impatiently at me to come on.

How'd she get there so fast?

I have moments like that a lot, when my brain falls asleep or something, and the next thing I know I've missed something, as if a puzzle piece fell out of the universe and left me staring at the blank place behind it. The school counselor told me this was part of the ADHD, my brain misinterpreting things. I wasn't so sure.

I went after Mrs. Dodd's.

I sighed. I should've just ran away, getting in trouble with school wasn't going to be a problem since I already was going to get expelled anyway.

Halfway up the steps, I glanced back at Grover. He was looking pale, cutting his eyes between me and Mr. Brunner, like he wanted Mr. Brunner to notice what was going on, but Mr. Brunner was absorbed in his novel.

"It must have been a good book!" Apollo said, but everybody was to tense to answer.

I looked back up. Mrs. Dodd's had disappeared again. She was now inside the building, at the end of the entrance hall.

Okay, I thought. She's going to make me buy a new shirt for Nancy at the gift shop.

"I don't think that's the plan." Annabeth said. I sighed. I knew it wasn't the plan now.

But apparently that wasn't the plan.

I followed her deeper into the museum. When I finally caught up to her, we were back in the Greek and Roman section.

Except for us, the gallery was empty.

More tension filled the air when they heard that sentence.

Mrs. Dodd's stood with her arms crossed in front of a big marble frieze of the Greek gods. She was making this weird noise in her throat, like growling.

All the gods glared at the book.

Even without the noise, I would've been nervous. It's weird being alone with a teacher, especially Mrs. Dodd's. Something about the way she looked at the frieze, as if she wanted to pulverize it...

"You've been giving us problems, honey," she said.

"Us?" Hermes said, "What does she mean by that?" Nobody answered him.

I did the safe thing. I said, "Yes, ma'am."

"Good." Athena said.

She tugged on the cuffs of her leather jacket. "Did you really think you would get away with it?"

"With what?" Zeus asked, looking at me but I didn't answer him.

The look in her eyes was beyond mad. It was evil.

She's a teacher, I thought nervously. It's not like she's going to hurt me.

Everybody sighed, they wished that was true.

I said, "I'll—I'll try harder, ma'am."

Thunder shook the building.

Everybody looked at Zeus accusingly.

"How does this involve you?" Hades asked. Zeus shrugged.

"It involves him a lot." I said, sighing. They all stared at me confused, but got back to the book.

"We are not fools, Percy Jackson," Mrs. Dodd's said. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess, and you will suffer less pain."

"Less pain? Oh yea that's very reassuring." Grover said sarcastically, his eyes slitting in terror.

I didn't know what she was talking about.

"Of course you didn't! We have no clue either!" Athena exclaimed.

All I could think of was that the teachers must've found the illegal stash of candy I'd been selling out of my dorm room. Or maybe they'd realized I got my essay on Tom Sawyer from the Internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade. Or worse, they were going to make me read the book.

"It's actually a really good book." Annabeth said.

"Maybe I'll read it when I get back to my time. Who knows?" I answered.

"Well?" she demanded.

"Ma'am, I don't..."

"Your time is up," she hissed.

"That wasn't very much time!" Poseidon said, angrily.

"Well the furies don't really like to give heroes time." Hades stated.

"You sent a fury after a 12 year old boy!" Poseidon yelled, astonished and furious.

"I guess so. It sounds like one." Hades explained.

"He had a good reason to." I answered, speaking to myself. Everybody looked at me weirdly but got back to reading.

Then the weirdest thing happened, her eyes began to glow like barbecue coals. Her fingers stretched, turning into talons. Her jacket melted into large, leathery wings. She wasn't human. She was a shriveled hag with bat wings and claws and a mouth full of yellow fangs, and she was about to slice me to ribbons. Then things got even stranger.

"What could be stranger than your teacher turning into a fury right before your eyes?" Apollo asked.

Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holding a pen in his hand.

"Oh that." Apollo stated. I just sighed. That was the first time I used my favorite sword, riptide.

"What ho, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen through the air.

Mrs. Dodd's lunged at me.

Everyone was at the edge of their seats when this was said.

With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the ballpoint pen out of the air, but when it hit my hand, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a sword—Mr. Brunner's bronze sword, which he always used on tournament day.

Everyone seemed to relax but only a little.

Mrs. Dodd's spun toward me with a murderous look in her eyes.

My knees were jelly. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the sword.

She snarled, "Die, honey!"

"Ha! That's a nice thing to say!" Artemis said, sarcastically.

And she flew straight at me.

Absolute terror ran through my body. I did the only thing that came naturally: I swung the sword. The metal blade hit her shoulder and passed clean through her body as if she were made of water. Hisss!

Mrs. Dodd's was a sand castle in a power fan.

"Wow, impressive description." Athena and Annabeth stated.

"Thanks." I stated proudly.

She exploded into yellow powder, vaporized on the spot, leaving nothing but the smell of sulfur, a dying screech, and a chill of evil in the air, as if those two glowing red eyes were still watching me.

Everybody was shocked.

I was alone.

There was a ballpoint pen in my hand.

"The mist is still affecting you after that!" Annabeth yelled.

"Well sorry, but I was just attacked by a kindly one!" I argued, defending myself.

"And there they go fighting." Thalia showed. I made a face at her and leaned back in my seat.

"Could it have turned back into its pen form instead of the mist?" Hestia asked. I thought for a second.

"Yea it probably did." I decided.

Mr. Brunner wasn't there. Nobody was there but me.

My hands were still trembling. My lunch must've been contaminated with magic mushrooms or something.

"Magic mushrooms?" Poseidon asked raising an eyebrow. I shrugged.

Had I imagined the whole thing?

"Nope." Nico said.

I went back outside.

It had started to rain.

Grover was sitting by the fountain, a museum map tented over his head. Nancy Bobofit was still standing there, soaked from her swim in the fountain, grumbling to her ugly friends. When she saw me, she said, "I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped your butt."

"Who?" Grover asked.

I said, "Who?"

"Our teacher. Duh!"

"The mist is that strong?" Nico asked.

"Yes." Hestia said.

I blinked. We had no teacher named Mrs. Kerr. I asked Nancy what she was talking about.

She just rolled her eyes and turned away.

I asked Grover where Mrs. Dodd's was.

He said, "Who?" But he paused first, and he wouldn't look at me, so I thought he was messing with me.

"Grover you need to try harder." Annabeth said, sighing.

"Not funny, man," I told him. "This is serious."

Thunder boomed overhead.

Everybody looked at Zeus accusingly again.

I saw Mr. Brunner sitting under his red umbrella, reading his book, as if he'd never moved. I went over to him.

He looked up, a little distracted. "Ah, that would be my pen. Please bring your own writing utensil in the future, Mr. Jackson."

Everybody laughed.

I handed Mr. Brunner his pen. I hadn't even realized I was still holding it.

"Sir," I said, "Where's Mrs. Dodd's?"

He stared at me blankly. "Who?"

"The other chaperone. Mrs. Dodd's. The pre-algebra teacher."

He frowned and sat forward, looking mildly concerned. "Percy, there is no Mrs. Dodd's on this trip. As far as I know, there has never been a Mrs. Dodd's at Yancy Academy. Are you feeling all right?"

"Chiron, How do you do that?" I asked, curious.

"When you live as long as I have, you learn things." He said.

"That's the end of the chapter. Who wants to read next?" Athena asked.

"I will." Zeus said, taking the book.

Hope you liked it and I'll update the next chapter soon!