Percy POV

It all started with a dream. Well, when does it not?

Avada Kedavera!

Expelliarmus!

A boy with jet black hair, green eyes, and a scar that I couldn't make out the shape of and a man who was sickly pale with no hair and two slits for a nose were dueling. Not with swords, but with wands. That puzzled me. And also the fact that I knew they were wands, like I've seen them before. Blue sparks came from the boy's wand and red sparks came from the man-thing's. The wand flew out of the mans hand and he dropped to the ground dead. Everybody just stared for a second or two, before cheering and jumping up and down in victory.

I shot up in bed. What the Hades was that? Then a bright white light shone in front of me. I reached towards it and the minute I touched everything around me disappeared and I found myself in a room of four white walls and two white doors. I turned around, and couldn't believe what I saw.

Soooo, how was that? I know its short, but its kinda like a preface, just to let you get a taste of it. Should I continue?