Percy POV

"I thought this school was supposed to be protected!" Hazel screamed as he swung her hammer into the side of one of the ten monsters who decided to grace us with their presence when we were all on our way to class.

I would have laughed at her comment if I wasn't too busy fighting one of them. I jumped over the monsters huge arm as it tried to knock my feet out from under me, I saw an opening and I smacked it over the head with my side of my blade as hard as I could, sending it stumbling to the side. I used the momentum from the swing to keep spin around as and slash my blade through its side, nearly chopping it in half before it crumbled to a pile of dust.

I caught my breath, which in retrospect was probably a mistake considering we were surrounded by monsters that wanted to kill us, and something smacked into my side, sending me sliding across the stone floor and slamming into a wall.

I tried to regain myself and got up off the floor as quickly as quickly as I could, and when I looked up I saw an eight foot tall ugly troll looking thing, smiling wickedly at me. I reached for riptide and realized that it was on the other side of the room where I had dropped it and I realized that it wouldn't appear in my pocket for another few seconds, a few seconds that I didn't have. Cursing, I looked for anything I could use as a weapon and then I saw it. A torch sitting on its post on the wall, I grabbed it without thinking and shoved it forward.

It howled as it stepped back, clutching his newly mutilated face. Grinning, I took the torch, which was slightly pointed on the end, and drove it will all the force I had into the monster.

Pain shot up my knee when I landed on the ground next to it, but I barely even felt it as I drove the torch further into the monsters stomach.

When it didn't disintegrate right away, I brought the torch back up on impulse and drove it into the heart of the monster, again and again and again as I felt the adrenaline build up inside me. There was something about having enemies pinned into a position that they could not escape from that was like crack to me, though it never used to be. Ever since I had gotten back from Tartarus, the feeling slowly turned from one I hated, to one I craved on the battle field. I kept stabbing and stabbing with until the blunt tip of the torch hit the ground with a loud clang, the monster long dead beneath me.

I sat for a few seconds, so I could catch my breath as a small chuckle escaped from my lips. The images of the monsters horribly burned face still fresh in my mind, and it gave me the strangest sense of joy.

"Percy…are you okay?" Frank asked in a small voice.

I looked up to see the rest of the group the half-bloods that were with me, Annabeth, Nico, Hazel and Frank, were all staring down at me. There were no more monsters and the fact that all of my friends were standing up right told me that the fight was success with no injuries. I pushed myself off the ground, brushing off the dust when I answered, "Yeah I'm fine, my knee hurts a bit but its a little ambrosia can't fix, how 'bout you guys?"

None of them said anything for a few seconds.

"We're all fine but…are you okay?" Hazel asked me, I was confused for a split second until I realized that they were asking that because if what I just did.

"Guys, I'm…I'm sorry I got a little carried away, it's been a while since I've done that, I just…I need to sit for a minute." I breathed as guilt rushed over me and I realized how absolutely horrifying that must have been for them to watch. I don't know how long it took for the rest of the monsters to be defeated, but it was enough time from them to look at me repeatedly stabbing a monster, with a freaking torch, and I'm ninety percent sure I was smiling. I haven't broke like that since Tartarus, when I used the goddesses own poison to kill her. The look on Annabeth's face was enough to tell me that what I did was crossing the line, that it was clear that if I kept down that path, I would become the monster I've hated all of my life.

I vowed that day that I would never to do anything like that again, and so far I haven't, but that feeling of complete bliss that I got from fighting that monster was something similar to what I felt down there, and that really freaking scared me.

"Percy, it's okay, really. No one saw you." Annabeth told me in an uncharacteristically calming voice, placing a hand on my shoulder, crunching down next to where I slide down that wall.

"But you saw it." I told her in just above a whisper, just loud enough so she could hear me. She didn't say anything, but she took my hand in hers, squeezing it to tell me it was okay

"Hey, do you need to talk to anyone or…?" Nico asked, letting the question hang in the air.

"No, I'll be okay, just go on without me. I need a few minutes and we're already going to get an earful for being late. I just got to get myself together." I told the group.

He waited a few seconds before replying. "Alright man, but hey if you need anything, just ask."

I nodded my head, and they all slowly headed to class. Annabeth was the only one to stay behind.

"You go to." I told her.

"No, I'm staying." She protested, sitting down next to me to prove her point even more.

"No." I told her, pushing myself away from her, "You are going to class, come on this is your only one with Hermione, and I know you don't want to miss it."

"I don't care about class, I want to make sure you're okay." She told me. Annabeth was always a stubborn one, and gods did I love her for it, even when she wouldn't leave me alone.

"I am okay but-"

"You're lying." She said bluntly.

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

"How would you know?"

"Cause your voice gets higher when you lie, come on seaweed brain, I've known you since we were twelve."

I sighed, she was right, as always. "I hate you sometimes, you know that right?"

"Of course I do, I'm your girlfriend remember?" She smiled at me.

I laughed as she pulled me into a hug. We stayed there few seconds, closing my eyes as I took in her smell, something that always comforted me after I had my panic attacks.

She pulled away and looked me in the eyes. "Promise me you'll be okay?"

"I promise."

"Good, and I better not catch you lying seaweed brain, I'll know if you do. And real quick before I go, what are we going to do about those?" She asked, pointing towards the piles of monster dust on the floors.

"Remember when that kid got cursed in-between classes and was puking all over the place?" I asked her.

"Yeah, that kid had a big lunch that day, it just kept coming." She laughed, smiling slightly. Out of our two weeks at Hogwarts, that was probably the funniest moments so far.

"Well I had charms in the class room right next to it, by the end of class, the hallways were spotless. Whoever cleans the halls will have this gone before the students come back." I told her, hoping that I was right.

"Hopefully…who does clean the hallways? I haven't seen one janitor around since we got here." She asked me.

"I have no clue, but I don't think we have to worry about it." I answered, but I also found it a bit strange that we haven't seen any janitor. I mean, those things are a staple in American schools. Even when I was looking up college scholarships, they had one for getting each janitor in your school to sign a poster and post it on Instagram. Seriously, that's all you had to do to get a 500 dollar scholarship, acknowledge the janitors. I laughed to myself as I imagined Hogwarts students pulling out their iPhones and posting pictures of themselves with janitors on Instagram, just the thought of it made almost zero sense to me.

"Yeah I guess you're right, and hey I'll get out of your hair, but if you skip class Jackson I swear to the gods-"

"Why would I do that, you would kill me, and we both know it." I interrupted, kissing her forehead.

"Damn right you do." She laughed, giving me a quick peck on the lips before she ran off, not saying anything else as she disappeared behind the corridors.

I sat on the ground, debating whether or not to face certain death from Annabeth or go to class. But those thoughts faded as I remembered what I just did, how I managed to scare my friends again, and how I risked exposing myself as a murder loving maniac to the entire school.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts, I didn't realize a person joined me in the hallway. I only noticed when I heard his or her muffled voice, muttering a bunch of gibberish. I stood up as quickly as possible, the adrenaline from the battle still present in my veins. But before I could even turn to face the stranger, I couldn't move. Every muscle in my body froze, I couldn't blink, the only sound I could make was the sound of my body painfully hitting the ground when I toppled over since my newly paralyzed feet couldn't support my weight.

Fear creeped in me as I realized I could do nothing to defend myself as the person approached, muttering more gibberish. I only got a glimpse of their black cloak before my vision blurred, and that's the last thing I remember before blacking out.

I'M BACK BITCHES! Did you miss me? Probably not since most people probably forgot about this story in my 10 month absence, but I never gave up on this. Through the worst case of writers block I have ever had, 5 different renditions of this chapter, one I finished months ago and then lost (I refused to look at this story for about two months I was so mad), a trip to Florida (DIAGON ALLEY WAS AMAZING) and everything in-between, I FINALLY finished this chapter.

And it's complete shit, I wanted to give you so much more, but I need to get something out there. I do plan on updating more often in the future, I already have the plan for the next chapter in my head. Also the Harry Potter characters will be in the next one, and hopefully it will not happen 10 months from now. And as always, your reviews, favorites, follows, are always appreciated!