Happy Potter Games And May The Gods Be Ever in Your Favour (ON BREAK)

"You're a what!?" Annabeth almost screams at Zoey.

"A daughter of Nyx." She replies almost scared of Annabeth's tone.

"That son of a b..." Annabeth stops mid sentence and grabs my pen out of my hand. It's a bit late before I realize that she grabbed riptide. The sword has reached it's full capacity and Zoey and Shaylin are looking very bewildered right now.

"Annabeth, stop please, they aren't Nxy just her kids, you can't kill an innocent." I plead. She continues to place the sword on to Zoey's throat. Zoey starts talking under her breath and moving her hands.

"Is Nyx the Goddess of night, your mother?" She questions threateningly.

"Technically, no but she marked me as one of hers." Zoey says boldly. Her hands reaching her face where she wipes ofd the makeup and I can see a blue Cresent moon on her forehead with the starts of a pattern beginning.

"Do you realize that your 'mother' , she tried to kill me and Percy!" Annabeth is shouting now. Time to stop this.

"Annabeth, please give me my sword back, these two have done nothing wrong."

"I agree with Percy, Shaylin pipes up.

"Annabeth, you're a daughter of wisdom you know better than this." I try. I see something glint in her eyes and I know this is how to stop her.

"Why are you telling them?" She questions me.

"Well if Nxy is their mother than they are obviously demigods too." I reply. She proceeds to say nothing. But she removes riptide and puts it back into pen form handing it back to me.

"I have just one question. What is a demigod?" Zoey interrupts us.

"Percy! She isn't one!" Annabeth punches me.

"I'm no demigod, I'm a Vampyre." Zoey says she looks very confused right now.

"So do you suck blood?" I can't help but ask With a giggle.

"I can if I want to." She says simply. "I'm also the most powerful Vampyre ever to be blessed by Nyx.

"Stop saying that name." Annabeth says in a pissed of tone.

"Look guys we have to get to class can we finish this conversation later?" Shaylin butts in.

"Yea get your 'mother' and we'll talk to our parents to I wanna sort this out." I say wanting to say something before Annabeth does.

"Sounds good."They agree. I walk away with my arm around Annabeth who is still fuming.

Notes

~Chelsea_Delos