Hey guys! So, this is the sequel to No Vampires Here! Not! This the prologue. Enjoy!

01:34:09; December 1, 2010:

Percy cursed to himself as he stumbled into his room. He had had a late night out with Annabeth. Since being bitten a month ago, his life had been hard. He had quite school and told his mom that he just didn't want to go. He joined a course online instead but without telling anyone but Nico, so everyone else thought he was a drop out. That, of course, didn't sit well with Annabeth since she was the daughter of Athena.

Also, Percy could only go out at night for exercise now, the reason he was out with Annabeth until the wee hours of the morning. Unfortunately, this time he had forgotten to pack a bottle of blood with him to take, so he was hungry and weak now. All his energy was being spent on resisting the call to hunt.

Stumbling over to his mini fridge, Percy opened it with a shaking hand before popping the cap off a bottle and chugging it. Sighing in relief, Percy carefully replaced the bottle before flopping down onto his bed and falling asleep.

23:59:38; December 15, 2010:

Nico frowned as he gazed at his watch. Percy was running late. They were supposed to meet at Central Park almost an hour ago. As he heard his watch chime softly, signaling it was midnight, the son of Hades corrected himself. They were supposed to meet at Central Park an hour ago, when it was still December 15 and not the sixteenth.

Nico jumped a few minutes later as a voice whispered, "Sorry I'm late. I ran into a few monsters."

Turning, Nico nodded to Percy before asking softly, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that question?" Percy replied. "After all, you're the one who's going to run away with me. You could stay here."

"And give away where you are to your mom when she interrogates me?" Nico scoffed. "No way. The last time she did that, I almost peed my pants."

"You could go somewhere else," the son of Poseidon suggested. "It won't be safe with me. If we run out of blood before we get more, I'm going to attack the sweetest source near me - you. Believe it or not, but death smells good to a vampire. Especially when it's been liquidated into their favorite drink."

"It's your only drink," Nico said, rolling his eyes. "And I'm sure."

"In that case," Percy murmured. "Montana, here we come."