Authors note: There's really nothing much to say right now. I've probably let the lot of you down because I haven't been updating at all for the past year. What can I say? I find it difficult to get all of my thoughts down on paper, and I frankly have not got the time at all to write. To add more annoyances to the list, I've been more interested in different series recently, and my inspiration has been little to non-existent. Y'all probably don't want to hear my life problems, right? :P Sorry about that. I'll do what I can to continue the story, and I'm really sorry for letting a lot of you down.

I don't own the original plots.

Chapter 8: SML (A more PG version of FML, using the word "screw" instead of ****)

Sadie's P.O.V

For a few minutes, I just lay in my bed, stunned. I could hear my heart pounding in my ribcage, my body was shuddering, and I felt like I had an enormous migraine coming. I knew it wasn't a rare case during these "visions" to be noticed by the people (or mythical beings) that you were more or less spying on. It was the feeling of pain in my gut, like I had been run through with a knife that scared me. I've never heard of something like that happening before, and I wasn't too psyched by the fact that I had been the first to experience it.

But who was the man that stared me down? Though he looked like a big wuss and drunkard, I couldn't deny that I didn't feel the power only gods had radiating off of him in waves. Did all gods have to be so scary? It's like they all got together one day and decided oh, let's see who can make Sadie Kane scream like a baby and wet her pants first, hmm? I hate my life.

The voice when I woke up. At first, I had thought that it was the man I saw staring at me (now dubbed Drunky for lack of a better word) but I was fairly certain that the voice had been female. It seemed unlikely that Drunky had spoken to me in my head. And even if he was a god, which was very likely, I didn't have the slightest idea on how he could have known my name, unless all gods have some sort of magical name reading system. Which was very unlikely. Forget all the times Egyptian gods I've never heard of knew my name; this dude was not an Egyptian god, and therefore, Drunky couldn't possibly know my name. Hopefully.

I shook my head. All of this thinking was getting to me. But I couldn't stop here. Not when I had so many unanswered questions. The horsy man from yesterday had mentioned something about a "camp half-blood" and "demi-gods." I had to find out what he meant, even if it killed me.

Okaaay, I would rather stay alive and hopefully in one piece, but I was curious enough to want to do some research on this new topic. I couldn't ask Uncle Amos, because he was still pissed at me, and would ask too many questions. I couldn't ask Bast because she was still pissed at me for accidently kicking her, and would probably stare at me in confusion, then go talk to the other gods about how Sadie Kane lost it. I couldn't ask Carter, because he would probably stare at me, laugh, then stare some more. Oh, and he probably is still pissed at me. God forbid I ask anyone else in this place, because I most likely pissed them off one way or another, or they just wouldn't understand. So this, ladies and gentlemen, is how the great Sadie Kane found herself sneaking into a gods forsaken library. Not literally, of course.

Now, you may ask, O' great Sadie Kane, why in the seven hells are you going to a library of all places, especially when there is one oh so conveniently placed in the building you are currently in. First of all, I would start off answering by saying that there are no seven hells; your soul just gets devoured by Ammit. Second of all, well there's our problem.

You see, some of the people who aren't too happy with us right now (*cough* Carter) tend to spend a lot of time in the library. Why, I haven't the slightest clue. It bewilders me as well. Also, my dear Uncle Amos happens to have certain- , well how should I put this? To be blunt, the whole place might as well be Fort Knox. The security is horrendous, and he would see me prowling around, and then would question me. And we all know how much I hate having to answer questions.

But before we skip ahead to me sneaking into a place of learning, we should most likely get back to the fact that I was still in bed. In my pajamas. And Amos was still upset about yesterday. And I still had to get ready for a day full of chores. Oh, and did I add that school's starting tomorrow? No? Well, now I have, and you might as well hang a banner over my head saying "SML."

I was going to get to the bottom of whatever was happening. I just had to know what was going on. The world I had grown used to understanding was changing again, and I couldn't do anything about it. It was like I was transported to a different universe in my sleep. However, first I needed breakfast.

I was hungry; don't judge me.

I crawled out from under the covers of my bed, and shivered as my feet hit the cold ground. Grabbing my clothes for the day and my toiletries, I dragged my feet towards the bathroom to get ready. I probably looked like a zombie, and I felt like it too.

I locked the door behind me as I stared into the mirror. My eyes looked dull and confused, my hair limp. The highlights were fading from the strands of hair. I had dark circles under my eyes, and my mouth was set in a thin line. I was a mess.

I sighed as the warm water hit my back. I washed my hair, careful to not get any shampoo or conditioner into my eyes. For a few moments, I just stood there, relishing the feeling of water. I don't know how long I stayed there for, but soon my fingers began to get wrinkled, and the water cold.

As I left the bathroom I glanced again in the mirror. My hair looked cleaner, and less limp. My eyes weren't as heavy as they were before, but the bags were still noticeable. Shaking my head, I knew that was the best I could get myself to look. I rolled my eyes. I wasn't vain, but I usually felt amazing after a shower, and didn't look too bad to boot. I wasn't sure when all of the exhaustion came crashing down on me. I frowned. No, I did remember. It was when I first met Nico, and was dragged into this whole mess. It seemed as if things were only going even more downhill than they were already.

I flicked my eyes to the clock as I left my room to go downstairs. It read 9:23 A.M. Usually I would sleep until noon or later on Sundays. Thanks to that ba trip I had, I woke up 3-4 hours too early. I face palmed mentally. It was too late to go back to sleep. I should have checked the time before I freshened up.

Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself for the inquisition I would receive upon going downstairs. Now was really not a time for me to face my brother and uncle.

As I not-so-gracefully tumbled down the stairs, I could hear the dull murmur of voices in the kitchen and patio, and face palmed. No, really. I had forgotten about the other people that were staying here. Mission get to the library was getting a lot more difficult than I had originally thought it would be. As I tried to make my way silently towards the exit, I froze when I heard my uncle call my name.

"SADIE," he yelled. "GET INTO THIS ROOM RIGHT NOW."

"I'LL BE RIGHT THERE," I screamed back at him. Squaring my shoulders, I slowly stepped into the kitchen, aware of the stares everyone was giving me. I was almost tempted to tell them to take a picture, but it wouldn't help me, and I knew it. Before Uncle Amos could speak, I quickly cut in.

"I know from past schools that I need to get a few supplies. Could you give me a list? I really want to get this over with," I groaned. Amos looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"If that's the case," he started, " then you wouldn't mind if Carter and Zia tagged along, would you? After all, neither have ever gone to school before so it would be benifi-" I cut him off.

"NO! I, uh mean, no. I need some time to clear my head a little right now. I was also planning on make a detour to get some more hair color, and they probably don't want to be dragged around for that. My taste in supplies is also a little different so…" I trailed off hopefully. The last part was a bit far fetched, but I crossed my fingers behind my back. Carter spoke up.

"She's right Uncle Amos. And I think Zia and I will be perfectly fine getting school supplies."

I had never been so grateful of my brother in my life. Okay, maybe that was stretching it a little, but still. As Amos slowly nodded his head in agreement and brought out a list, I shot forward, grabbed both the list and a bagel, then sprinted out the door before anyone could stop me. I didn't stop running until I was a good distance away, and slowed down to eat my bagel. I couldn't keep myself from laughing. As usual, Sadie Kane had made her escape. With food too. Today didn't seem so bad after all.

I had just jinxed my entire day.

Haven't done this for a while. EPIC LINE OF AWESOMENESS :P

I made my way to the Brooklyn Public Library. I felt so out of place as soon as I stepped inside the building. It was deathly quiet. Too quiet. I ignored the fact that it was early morning on a Sunday. I mean, you should still hear someone walking around, right? A little cautious, I quickly walked towards a building map, nodding at some librarians as I stepped by. At least, I thought they were librarians. They had a librarianish feel to them. Checking the layout once, I nearly slapped my forehead. I wasn't even sure what to look for! I sighed as I turned around towards the people working at the desks near the entrance. I stepped up to one of them.

"Er, excuse me miss.." I started. She stared back up at me. I smiled sheepishly. "Where can I find the section on, erm," I internally tore my brain apart until she spoke up.

"Perhaps on Egyptian mythology?" I looked at her in shock, then shook my head. "Ah," she continued, "I saw a few teenagers about your age here earlier asking about that. I thought it might have been a school project." I chuckled nervously. Shit. Those may have been the people I saw at the camp yesterday. I turned my attention back to the woman. "Well, if you don't mind me suggesting, perhaps you could look into Greek mythology. If I do recall correctly, those kids mentioned something about it as well. Perhaps that is what your school project is on?"

I grinned at her, said my thanks, and was off. It didn't cross my mind that it seemed a little too easy. After all, what were the chances that those kids from Manhattan would be in Brooklyn? And what harm could a librarian do? Besides, I had more important things to worry about. I hurried off to the Greek Mythology section.

Later on, I massaged my forehead. Reading so many books had taken its toll on me. I read all about the Greek demigods as if in a trance. I sighed. Why couldn't Anubis and I have a relationship when all of the Greek gods and goddesses did? Still, a selfish part of me didn't want to see Anubis with anyone else but me. I shook my head. So that meant that there was a high chance that Nico… was a demigod. Groaning. I felt like hitting my head against the table. Why couldn't anything be simple? All the attractive guys had to be off-limits one way or another. My forehead met the table. Wood, meet Sadie's head. Sadie's head, meet wood. Your relationship should be enough to give me a bigger headache.

My inner ramblings were awakened by a crashing noise. I rushed towards the sound. As I ran, my eyes moved over a sign reading Egyptian Mythology: Second Floor. I frowned. The crashing was coming from the second floor. I sprinting up the steps only to take cover when a bookcase came flying past. My breath was coming in gasps. I could feel the adrenaline for a battle building up, when I heard a male voice holler.

"Take cover Annabeth!" the voice screamed. The voice of a girl yelled back at him.

"Percy Jackson, you good for nothing Seaweed Brain, MOVE!" I shuddered. My ears were ringing from that. I froze when I heard the first voice, Percy, I think, call out.

"Nico? Nico, where the hell are you? Bianca will come back to life just to kill me if you die!" Shit. That erased all doubt. The kids who I saw at that half-blood camp thingy were here. The kids who just might be Greek demigods. I was ready to run when I heard another voice, Nico's yell.

"YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING SCYTHIAN DRACANAE, I WILL MURDER YOU!" Yep. That voice sounded familiar. I was definitely screwed over. I peeked around the corner of the bookcase I was hiding behind to take a look at the battle.

The mortals had already fled from the scene, yelling something about a giant snake or another. It gave me bad thoughts about Apophis. But what I saw horrified me. The three teens I had seen at the camp were battling seven of the strangest creatures I had ever seen. And after fighting many demons, I can say that I've seen a lot. I guessed these to be the Scythian Dracanae Nico was yelling about. They had the upper body of a woman, but their lower torso and legs were two snakes. And it scared the crap out of me.

I watched as Nico swung at one, driving it back behind some bookcases before it charged at him again. They were clearly outnumbered, but just as I thought that, the dark haired boy, who I guessed was Percy, swung his sword through one of the demons, leaving it to burst into golden dust. Two more quickly followed, falling at the hands of Annabeth and Nico. I had to cover my mouth when one of them nearly stabbed Nico. I felt so hopeless. I couldn't shoot a spell, or I might have risk hitting one of them. I was so distracted, that I almost didn't notice the librarian from before coming up behind me.

"Miss, you have to leave now!" I all but yelled. She laughed, and I watched in horror as she transformed into one of the demons.

"You don't sssmell like a demigod, but you do ssseem tasty," she hissed. "A little taste won't do much harm, hmmm?" I tried to back up, but my back was already pressed against the bookcases. Think Sadie, think! You're a freaking magician!

"HA-DI," I bellowed, pointing at the woman-turned-demon. She shrieked, and dissolved into a pile of gold dust.

I sighed. As much as I enjoyed blowing things up, I really needed to learn new spells. I turned back to watch the demigods. Percy and Annabeth were fighting the last two demons, while Nico was looking around, suspicious. Our eyes met for a second, and his widened. Shit. He saw me. He turned to say something to his comrades, but by then I was already sprinting down the stairs, and out the door of the library. Someone might have yelled at me to stop. I didn't listen. I was getting out of there.

There was a very good reason I never went into libraries.

I trudged along the side of the road towards the nearest pharmacy. I grabbed a couple of pencils and pens, some dark colored binders and blank books, and was about to head out when I paused. I quickly made my way to the cosmetics section, and grabbed silver and black nail polish bottles, then went to go get hair dye. I looked at my options, and settled on a royal blue color. Smiling a little, I bought my supplies, and headed home, intending to warn the others about the demigods, and get to work on my hair. Hopefully this would keep Amos from sending us to school. Just in case though, I had got my school materials, and knew a nifty spell to help blow things up.

As I walked in, no one was to be seen. I guessed they were either training or reading, or both. Who knew? I went upstairs to my room, dumped my bag on my bed, snatched up the hair dye, and went to the nearest bathroom to get to work on giving myself blue highlights. At least I could amuse myself until I saw the others. I growled as some of the dye dripped down the side of my face. Before it could stain my skin, I snatched a towel and blotted the little trail of royal blue. While I waited for the hair dye to set, I took out the nail polish and got to work.

Applying nail polish to my nails wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. I finally decided on a base layer of black, and attempted to make a French tip using the silver polish. I painted my toenails black, 'cause why not? As I waited for my nails to dry, I thought about looming presence of school the next day. I really didn't want to go, as it was ridiculously boring, but who knows what might happen if I didn't? I couldn't skip, mainly because Uncle Amos might get my parents involved, and that was terrifying, but I might also never get to see Nico again.

Woah, woah, wait. Why the hell did I just think about Nico now? I hardly even knew the guy, so there was no reason why I should be acting like a hormonal teenager, right? Well, I sort of was a hormonal teen, soooo… But Nico had left an impression on me, whether I wanted to admit it or not, and I knew I was screwed. Why couldn't I have stuck with just liking Anubis, for gods' sake? But knowing Anubis could have had something going on for centuries with another goddess… I felt jealous, but I didn't want to be the type of person to ruin someone's existent or nonexistent relationship.

I did not feel like Sadie Kane anymore. I sighed as I washed out the remnants of the hair dye. The blue didn't look too bad. I heard Carter yelling he was back downstairs, and shook my head as I walked out of the bathroom. I needed to blow something up. Now.

Uncle Amos was lounging around downstairs, talking with Carter and Zia by the time I was walking down the stairs. He raised an eyebrow when he noticed the new color in my hair, but didn't say anything more. Carter and Zia stopped talking as I walked into the room.

"Hey sis," Carter started off slowly, "Have you heard about the explosion down at the library? Some people were screaming about escaped snakes from the zoo." I don't know what was in me, or what I was thinking, but I let everything out. That was one sure sign that something was wrong with Sadie Kane. I never tell anyone everything. Unless necessary. Which this sort of was. So, you know what? Ignore that last bit.

I told the three of them of how I had met Nico, how I has nearly gotten eaten by a demon (Carter snorted at that), my interaction with the demigods at the camp with the horsy dude (Zia frowned, as did Uncle Amos), my unwelcomed ba trip to the Duat (Amos frowned even more), and running into them at the library (Carter smirked at the library bit, but frowned when he heard about the demons. Amos and Zia were already frowning). I purposely left out the bit involving Nico and Anubis. I still didn't know how I felt about that interaction. Uncle Amos let out a sigh.

"Well," he started off. I looked up hopefully. During the exchange, I had stayed focused on my toes. "Well, just because this all happened, don't think I won't send you to school Sadie." I shook my head quickly. "However, the three of you will have to be careful, and don't give away more information than necessary. Perhaps I can see if Walt as an amulet that can be used to divert the attention of others from the user. Gods know you will need it."

I sighed in relief. I had been doing a lot of sighing recently. At least I would get to see Nico again. At this, I had to hold myself back from frowning. Why was I still obsessed over him? I didn't get it, and hoped that the feelings I had inside would disappear when I saw his smug little face again. Deep inside, I knew that wouldn't happen. Uncle Amos dismissed us. I walked back to my room, ignoring the concerned looks Carter and Zia were shooting me. I had enough on my mind at the moment. I couldn't focus on anything else.

By then, it was approaching evening time. I called back to Carter that I would be going to sleep early. He asked if I was okay, and I responded affirmative. I just felt tired. It felt like sometime during the day, a suction tube just sucked out all of my energy, leaving me in a tired heap. I got ready for bed.

As I lay down, I thought I heard my mom speaking to me. I smiled as I remembered her when I was little. As her voice disappeared, I tossed and turned, trying to fall asleep. Then I heard Isis speak.

"Sleep child." She said. And I did.

Author's note: I might not have Nico P.O.V. often. I can't really think of what to have him think or say or do. So y'all probably will be seeing a lot of Sadie in the future. Hopefully this would be up to standards. Sorry if Sadie seems a bit OOC at the moment, but it will hopefully pass by the next chapter. I'm not sure when I'll have the next chapter up.

Peace