Author's Note: Well, what inspired me too make this story is that I saw just a few Sabrina and Percy crossovers, and those didn't satisfy my yearning, so I decided to make one. This is gonna be so fun! Thank you guys for waiting soo patiently, and those who gave me reviews! That really kicked me about to start right now! This is my first story too, so keep that in mind.

Author's 2nd Note: Also keep in mind that I do NOT own the following: Percy, Sabrina, Daphne, Annabeth, Granny Relda, Mr. Canis, Mr. D, Chiron, Puck, Elvis, and the Oracle (She's not really important, but she is mentioned next chapter!) But I do own my precious Hercules and Denise! But they are mentioned in the next chapter also!

Chapter 1: The Awkward Dream

Sabrina's POV: I yawned heavily, eyelids drooping. Daphne and I were on our Queen-sized bed, and Daphne was cheering humming to herself while brushing my hair. When she usually did that when she was nervous, and brushing it comforted her. She probably forgot whatever was bugging her already.

"Daphne, are you done already? I'm so tired, I swear I might drop-dead fall on you!" Sabrina whined. Then she frowned at herself. She does NOT whine. Maybe she just misheard herself. Unfortunately, Daphne also heard the whine too, and paused her brushing.

"Are you really that tired, Sabrina?" Daphne asked with wide eyes. She really cared for Sabrina, and her health; even if that meant she had to stop brushing her hair.

"Uh, not that tired." I quickly replied. But another yawn escaped from her mouth and betrayed her. Daphne lowered the wooden brush and gave a fake cheesy grin.

"T-that's okay. We should probably get some sleep, anyways." Daphne dug herself under the blankets and put her head on her pillow without another word, but she didn't shut her eyes. I so know my sister inside and out, and knew that Daphne wasn't feeling okay AT ALL. I sighed, and put my face over Daphne.

"Okay Daphne. Spill. Who or what scared you, cause I swear they'll soon find out what they'll think of my fist." Daphne flushed bright pink, and suddenly I knew what was bugging her.

"Daphne! How could you? Shame!" I scolded, but then laughed so hard I snorted. Daphne's face turned a darker shade of pink and spluttered, "That's so not coolio!"

I tried to calm myself down and grinned like an idiot. "So…who's the lucky guy?" I partly giggled out. Daphne took a few seconds but then answered, "Uh, it's Eric. Eric Salceda."

I was unable to hide my surprise. "Really? I thought you liked Joshua." Daphne shook her head vigorously. "Uh, no way!" Daphne said with a lot of spunk. "He's soo last year." I laughed at that statement.

"So, Mrs. Salceda, where's your husband?" I teased, and Daphne giggled continuously. "Uh, he's around. He loves to work at his artwork, so he's not available at this moment." I hit her with my pillow.

"Ow! What was that for?" Daphne cried, rubbing her head. I grinned. "You were supposed to get redder than a tomato and ask me to quit it. Besides, you sound like a secretary." Daphne laughed, and then they heard Granny Relda calling them from the kitchen.

"Lieblings, go to sleep! You need strength for the next day, you know!" Daphne pouted, and I called out, "Oh, c'mon Granny! It's a Friday!" There was a pause, and then they heard a loud sigh.

"Alright! I guess I better eat your waffles tomorrow, since you guys are going to be still sleeping!" I dropped my jaw open with horror. Does she mean regular good-to-the-core waffles? As in normal food? This is going to be a tough decision, but I knew what had to be done.

"Okay, Granny; you win! Daphne and I are going to sleep now!" It was Daphne's turn to drop her jaw. "What! You serious, Sabrina?" I gave a sad smile, and rubbed her head, messing up her hair. "Yeah, I'm serious. Besides, I got a plate of waffles with my name on them tomorrow." We both snuggled up together, and I closed my eyes.

I was in the middle of a strawberry field, from the looks of it. There was lots of kids in orange shirts that read "Camp Half-blood". Weird. What's even weirder was that some were practicing archery and some weren't even human. There were goat people with hillbilly horns chasing girls who turned into trees. I have never seen this place before. And the worst part was that no one was looking at me, or even seeming to notice me at all. I tried to talk to some people, but was continuously ignored.

"Hello? Guys, I'm right here!" I yelled. Nobody listened to her except two people. She wasn't quite sure if that was a good thing. There was a girl with a blonde ponytail and gray eyes, and a grim smile. Then there was a boy with jet-black hair and laughing green/blue eyes, and he had a half smile put on. He looked kind embarrassed, but besides that, they looked like models that popped out from a magazine. And a little like angels.

"Can you please tell me where I am?" I asked. The girl rolled her eyes, and whispered to the boy, "You didn't tell me she was slow in the head." I got really angry. If there was something that upset me, it was someone making fun of me.

"EXCUSE ME?" I seethed. I could actually feel smoke coming out from my ears. But the girl twirled a strand of her hair and didn't seem to notice. The boy seemed to get a bit upset, but then gave Sabrina a apologetic smile and said, "Welcome to camp Half-blood." Even though I was still upset, I tried to calm down.

"So…where is this camp Half-blood, exactly? I don't know exactly why I'm here for. And somebody around here isn't helping." I really wanted the girl to damn focus and be a little nicer. The girl did stop twirling her hair, and narrowed her eyes.

"Excuse me?" she demanded. This was not going well. The boy started to ignore the girl and gave me begging eyes. "Sabrina we need your help. You got to-'' Then something weirder happened. They started to turn to dust, and screamed. Wind started picking up. "Too late!" were the girl's last words. I starting floating up, and trees started to shiver violently. A tornado was heading for the strawberry field. Oh. My. Gosh. When it got here, everyone except the now-dust blonde girl and blue-green eyed boy were screaming, and everyone was flying. A cow flew past me, mooing. I was afraid I was going to stay up here forever, but then I saw a hippy mummy on the grass. It slowly lifted its head up, and I noticed it had neon green eyes. It slowly lifted its mummy arms and I started falling down toward it. No No No! You got the wrong person! I thought, panicking. I don't want to even think of what will happen if that-thing touched me. It slowly started grinning, and opened its mouth. Green vapor came out from it. The kids now noticed the mummy, and screamed louder. "It's the Oracle!" a boy with punk hair screamed. The "Oracle" took no notice of him, and was completely focused on me. I was soo close… and I was in its arms. "AHHHHH!" I shrieked, but the Oracle put her hand over my mouth and silenced me. Then she turned into Daphne. "Daphne!" I shouted with glee. I hugged her, but then found out Daphne had a blank stare. And then she got glowing eyes.

"Wha-'' I was cut off.

"Two chosen ones for this quest,

Will head East and this is a test,

To see which maiden will win the lucky Lad's heart;

The one that lost will die from a poisoned dart."

Then Daphne was silent, but then transformed back to the Oracle. The Oracle grinned hideously. Then she threw me into a forming whirlwind of light, and then there was white…

I woke up with a start, beaded with sweat. What the heck just happened?

Author's Note: Bwahahaha! Cliffhanger! Well, kind of….. Oh well! I'll give the next chapter tomorrow, or today, IF I feel like it….. But meanwhile, you guys BETTER review, 'cause that will tell me if anyone's reading this! If I get no more reviews, I will leave this story to rot! NO MORE UPDATES! So review! See yaz!

P.S. The Prophecy sucks, doesn't it? Oh well… I didn't have a better idea…..