A/N: This is a story that I am publishing for my friend Olivia. She wrote all of it, and I beta it and then publish it. The POV is hers, so here's a key: if it's me (Cami), talking, then it will be in italics (like it is now) but if it's Olivia talking, then it'll be normal font, or like this. Got it? Good, cause the next part is all her, guys. I suggest closing your eyes and taking some deep breaths first, you know, prepare yourself for a bit. She has been known to overload people with her random awesomeness, causing them to spontaneously combust. But don't worry, that's only happened a few times. *cough, prettyoftenactually, cough* Anyway, I present to you, Olivia!
A/N: Cami says there are no good Incarceron stories. I find that disappointing because the ending of Sapphique left so many questions. So, I decided to write one of my own. This is a combo of Percy Jackson and Incarceron. This is supposed to be after Heroes of Olympus. This is my first fanfiction, so I hope you like it! :) (: :) I've always wanted to do the cookie thing! :) I do not own Percy Jackson or Incarceron.Percy's POV
I stared at Camp-Half Blood. I usually spent only summer here, so I was used to activity. It was very quiet during the school year.
I started walking to the Athena Cabin, because I had a date. Annabeth and I were planning to to swim and go for a boat ride. When I got to the cabin, Annabeth wasn't there. I decided to go to the Mess Hall - maybe she got hungry. She wasn't there, but I saw her exiting Chiron's house with a strange look on her face.
"Wise Girl, did you forget our date?" She looked up at me and I knew something happened. "What is it it?" I said, and she replied "Rachel made a new prophecy, and it's . . . . disturbing."
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