So, because I'm a horrible person I forgot to post this chapter last month despite having it done. I have no excuses. I will get better, I promise and get chapter 5 posted for next month. I have it done and will set a reminder. Reviews are always welcome.

Before I start, thanks to AnnabethCj for the follow.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Percy Jackson books. This is purely fan appreciation. There is a short part of this chapter very close to the book, but I don't own it. Hope you enjoy!

Argyros' POV:

We unpacked and relaxed as night started to fall. Everyone scatters to their own rooms as we get tired at around 9pm. I open up my window and lay in the light of the moon, hoping to regain my strength as much as I can before the storm I can smell approaching. I don't mean to, but I fall asleep.

I wake up to rain being blown in on me, completely soaking me. I stumble up, slamming the windows up. Hearing commotion downstairs, I grab my bag and run down. Percy is talking to Grover, who's outside without his pants on. Of course, he's a satyr. That's why he has such a strange smell. Mom is looking pretty freaked out and scolding Percy about something.

I run over, looking to my family with worry. "What's wrong?" I pant. Stars I'm out of shape.

"We need to go. Now." Mom tells Percy and I, fear basically glowing in her eyes.

"Let's hurry then." I smile to her, looking over to Percy. "Sorry P." My brother looks a little confused, but mom snaps him out of it.

"Come on then, out to the car." She ushers us to the door, basically shoving us out.

I hurry to the car, pulling Percy with me, also noticing Grover following us. We slide into the car, soaked. Gabe wouldn't be happy about this if he ever gets this back. I get into the passenger seat while Percy and Grover fall into the back. Mom slams the drivers door shut and starts the car moving faster than I think I've ever seen. She speeds away from the cabin, back to a familiar path for me.

I start to feel the ground shaking and a distinct smell hits my nose. I look back and even through the rain I can see the vague shape. Shoot. This is bad, really bad. My head whips back to look at mom. "Can we go any faster?" I ask, ignoring Percy and Grover's conversation in the back.

"I'm going as fast as I possibly can. It's too fast." Sally looks at me, scared. I know what I have to do. I unbuckle my seatbelt.

"Keep driving, get to safety. I'll slow him down." I tell her, unlocking the door.

"No! What are you going to do?" Mom glances over to me. I know she would take a hand off the wheel if she could.

I take off my hat and toss it into the back. "Remember what I am? I'll be okay. Just, stay safe. Keep Percy safe. I'll slow him down." I tell her, and before she can argue I open the door and roll out. It's a good thing I got my moon bath earlier. I make sure the car keeps going before turning to face the Minotaur.

'No backing down now.' I tell myself, closing my eyes and letting my wolf take over as the rain beats down on me. It's always been a strange feeling to shift in the rain.

I wake up with strange light flooding my vision. Trying to remember what happened to me last, I try and move and everything floods back to me. I groan as I sit up, everywhere in my body aches. Stars I took a beating last night. I lost a lot of my strength over the past year. I'm going to need to camp out a lot to get it all back.

I look around, figuring out my surroundings. I must have moved last night. Stars my head hurts. Where am I? I look around, my head starting to pound. I grumble, pulling off my bag. I take out my canteen and down the whole thing. Much better. My head clears slowly and I can start to get my bearings again. I look up and see something that should have given me my obvious location the whole time. A seemingly simple pine tree. For those who know, a clear symbol of this place. The one place I shouldn't be.

Am. Screwed.

The one place I shouldn't be. The one place they can kill me. The stars and fates must really, really hate me.

Just as I'm about to completely nope out of here I hear shouting coming from the hill. Before I can run, people show up. Crap.

I try to start moving, but as I stand there's a sharp pain through my ankle, causing me to fall back. I cover my mouth to keep my cry of pain muffled.

Grover and two humans come over the top of the hill. I don't have any time to hide my ears as they stare right at me.

I try to move again, and again my ankle screams in pain. The flash of pain helps me remember why it hurts.

As the minotaur came at me for another time, he threw his fist towards me. Usually I'm fast enough, but right when I really needed it my biggest strength became my weakness and failed me. The minotaur brought his fist down on my ankle. I howled in pain and rolled out of the way.

Voices bring me out of my memory. Grover and the two others walk up to me, one of them being a blond with a scar over his eye. I give him respect for that, anyone with scars has gone through enough pain to be respected. The other person is a big, burly girl who looks like she'll kill you. She's also got a sparking spear pointed towards the ground.

I reach up to my neck, scratching just above where my necklace is hidden. The two humans look ready to attack me. Grover steps in front of them, surprising me. With a nervous bleat, he stops them.

"Waaaiiiittt." The satyr bleats out. "She helped Peeercy and I get to the hill. She jumped out of the car to keep Percy safe." The two with Grover give him a skeptical look.

"Why should we believe this monster isn't just going to attack us all once we let our guard down?" The buff girl points her sparking spear at me.

"How do we know she's not just tricking you like all the other monsters." The blond boy comments.

"I hate to break up your mistrust session over there, but I haven't attacked you yet, and I'm not going anywhere. I had plenty of times I could have have hurt or killed you guys or Percy, since I did go through this cycle of my growth as his sister." I cross my arms, ignoring the ache that comes with it.

The three look at me in shock. I return their looks with a cold glare, though I don't dare move my legs or even attempt to stand up.

I roll my eyes. "Look, if you don't believe me then ask Percy or even better mom- er Sally." I tell them sharply.

Grover looks nervous and bleats. "Y-You don't remember?" I shake my head, worry rising. Grover continues. "Sally was squeezed to dust by the Minotaur. Percy is still passed out from exhaustion after killing the Minotaur."

Forgetting about my own pain, I rush to stand up and there's shooting pain starting from my ankle, travelling all the way up my leg. I gasp and shove my hand in my mouth, biting down sharply to keep myself from screaming.

I carefully take my hand out of my mouth, moving it to my pocket. "Let me see Percy." I demand. The demigods look nervous, but I wasn't going to let anyone keep me from my brother.

"You're not coming into camp, monster." The girl snaps, readying her spear.

"I'm not leaving here until I see my brother." I snarl, making the dumb mistake to let my anger take over.

"You stay away from our camp monster." The boy readies his sword to fight. Their weapons wouldn't hurt me, but I wasn't going to prove them right.

Instead of fighting, I shift into my wolf form and sprint off, best I can, into the forest behind me. Well, running as much as I can. My ankle burns, making pain shoot up my entire leg.

It takes a few days, but my ankle starts to heal. It's almost completely healed when I hear a chance to get into the camp. Some idiot is calling a hellhound into the borders. It's not the perfect way and will take more of my energy, but I'm determined to get into the camp.

I close my eyes and concentrate on the hellhound that's being summoned. The monster shadow travels in front of me for just long enough for me to grab on before it appears in camp.

I see my surroundings and quickly see what's happening. Before anyone else can react, I pull out one of my daggers that's attached to and hidden in my bracelet. Quickly, I stab the monster I'm on in the back of its neck. I roll away from the disintegrating creature, my dagger disappearing.

Now I get to stand in front of a camp of people that literally want to kill me and try to convince them to keep me alive. Goody.