A/N:

Demigod: So this is a joined account between me and my friend!

Dauntless: Hi! I'll be writing from the POV of Tris and Reyna. Demigod will be writing from the POV of Percy and Nico. We'll both write Annabeth. This has our two OTPs so yay!

I am new at fanfic, so I'd love comments. I'll take constructive criticism. Emphasis on constructive! I want to get better at this stuff.

Demigod: We both have our own accounts too so go check out our stories there! I'm fezzesarecool1011 and Dauntless is Katnisspriorfangirl.

Demigod: I have one story that I am writing, it's a PJO HG crossover called The Return of the Hunger Games so feel free to check it out.

Dauntless: It's good. Read it. Also, I have not started any fanfics yet, but check my account every once in awhile. I'm brainstorming as we speak!

Both: Anywho, onwards with the story! Oh and please note that they're all 16 now, except Nico who looks 16 but he's 14.5 years old, because we need them to be for our story to work out.

Disclaimer: We own NOTHING!

Chapter 1:

Annabeth's POV:

I rolled my eyes as Percy inhaled his seventh piece of pizza.

"Seaweed Brain, I think you'll get heartburn from all that grease," I told him. He reached for an eighth but Reyna stopped him by slapping his hand away from the pizza plate.

"Save some for us!" she snapped. She and Nico both reached for the last piece, and when their hands brushed I could have sworn Nico visibly blushed. Probably my imagination.

They fought for the slice, pulling at the pizza, Reyna holding the crust, Nico clutching the end, unfortunately the greasiest part of the piece. The pizza tore in two, Reyna the lucky one, triumphantly holding three quarters of the mutilated slice. Nico pitifully dropped the point of the pizza onto his plate, already smeared with pizza grease. I rolled my eyes and flipped open my laptop. The constant noise and conversation at the diner was exhausting. I began working on a blueprint for the newest building on Olympus. A pizza place. Go figure. I was stressing over the shape of the roof when Percy tapped my shoulder.

"Who is that?" He raised a puzzled eyebrow, and gestured subtly to the front window of the diner. Sitting at the window was a tall skinny man in a trench coat. He hadn't ordered any food, but I could see that he was drinking a soda. I stared at him for a minute but couldn't find anything strange about him.

"So? It's just a man," I said, irritated he had broken my thoughts. But then I noticed he was watching us. It wasn't like he was simply looking around, he was watching us specifically. I narrowed my eyes. The way he was looking at us wasn't exactly menacing, like a monster would look at demigods like us. Just like he was expecting something. I didn't know what he was expecting. I kept my hand in my pocket, fingers sliding against the hilt of my dagger comfortingly.

The man got up to leave, so I said, "Come on guys. We're following him." I slapped a 20 dollar bill down on the table, and got up. Percy stood up but didn't move so I grabbed his arm and started dragging him. Reyna and Nico followed us and soon we were in an alleyway with the walls covered in graffiti. I noticed against one wall was a small blue box with its door open. I couldn't see the strange man, so I assumed he was inside the box. I crept up to the box with Percy, Reyna, and Nico on my heels. I peeked in and what I saw stunned me. The box was bigger on the inside. Considerably. It was like someone had taken a huge complex of rooms and shoved them into one tiny box. As silently as possible I snuck into the box, dragging the others behind me.

Just then the strange man came back. He walked up to the platform in the middle and started pressing the buttons and pulling the levers. Suddenly the room started shaking and I heard a loud wheezing sound. Finally we stopped shaking. The strange man ran out the door. We ran out after him and what we came out on was not what I expected.

We were in a city. I instantly recognized it as Chicago. I'd been researching the architecture of the buildings for years. But something was…wrong. Most of the buildings were abandoned, some demolished. It looked like a giant had taken a giant fist and punched each building. Or it had kicked them. It looked like a long abandoned war zone. I looked at Percy.

"What is this place?" He whispered. "It looks like a nuclear war zone or something."

I felt my knife in my pocket. "Chicago," I said matter-of-factly, trying to keep the worry out of my voice. Something was terribly wrong. I saw the strange man coming back to his box. Careful to not be noticed I watched him go back in his box and with that same wheezing sound the box disappeared.

"Guys," I said, trying to keep panic from creeping into my voice, "I think we're stranded."

A/N:

Dauntless: So that's the first chapter! Most of the time each chapter will have multiple people. But we decided to give Annabeth the honor of owning the first chapter.

Demigod: That chapter was a little more than 650 words. Some will be shorter than that, some longer, depending on our schedule. Thanks for reading! Please review and read my other story!

Both: Well, bye for now! Please don't get eaten by a draken while we're gone! We like you!

-Demigod and Dauntless out!