Prologue

~3rd Person's POV~

The campers were running around. Except in the Poseidon's cabin, a lone figure was sleeping.

Suddenly, he bolted up and jumped out of bed. He changed and ran to the door.

When he opened it, he didn't expect to see Camp Half-Blood, before the camps merged.

He ran towards the dining pavilion as fast as he could.

He stopped right in front of Athena's table, not even out of breath.

"Where is Michaela?" He asked.

What Annabeth said next destroyed the Son of Poseidon.

"Who?"

~MsPenguingirl1234.