AN: / Hi guys, I'm back. I had to take a small break from life as I just lost a family member but I am back and life goes on. I have always wanted to write this story; it features my Own Character that is loosely based off of someone close to me in my life. It's been in my head for awhile and now I am finally making it a full story. Please let me know what you think. Any criticism is welcome.

Takes place after TLO but before TLH

I don't own PJO or any of Rick Riordans amazing characters

The New Arrival

Percy POV

Peaceful, if there was one way to describe Camp Half Blood at this moment. That would be it.

The way the luscious trees are swaying gently in the gentle summer breeze. The sound of reed pipes in the strawberry fields, along with the carefree cries of laughter coming from the Beach and Amphitheatre.

All was well in Camp.

I decided to take a dive in the Crystal Lake, just to submerse myself in my new found serenity after two wars in one lifetime.

After fighting Cronus and preventing a war between two camps, you learn to enjoy the little things, like being completely surrounded by your own element. Water has always calmed me down and recently I have been away from it too long because I've been spending my time with Wise Girl.

Don't get me wrong I love spending time with Annabeth; she's so funny, beautiful, smart, patient and beautiful. Did I mention Gorgeous?

But sometimes it's good to be alone with your thoughts (even if I may not have many) and forget about the world above the calming waves.

The Naiads would swim around me, complimenting my raven black hair or my toned, tanned abs. But they were nowhere to be seen, all the swimmers had disappeared too. Everything around me had stopped.

I decide to come back up. I check my watch and see that I've been down there for an hour; time can really pass you by when you close your eyes. I drape myself back in my orange CHB tee, making sure my necklace is still tightly around my neck.

Finally I take in my surroundings; everything appears to have been frozen in time. There is no one running around, no gentle breeze rushing through the forest. A stroll to my cabin would definitely bring me across some people, and for once I was right, and that's never good...

There were members of the Apollo cabin, carrying stretchers into the infirmary, all of which were full. Campers from the Hermes cabin raiding the weapon shed, with the Ares cabin so it wasn't a prank.

I manage to grab a new campers arm, a young boy, maybe 12, with sandy blonde hair and fidgeting fingers, a Hermes kid.

"Hey! What's going on? Why are the stretchers and weapons being taken out?" I manage to hold on to the small boy as he slightly struggles to take his arm back to continue running

"The boarders are under attack by those... those... things! No one can take them down; I'm trying to find more medical supplies for the wounded." The boy tugs his arm and, after a quick stumble, carries on running, Towards the Big House, most likely to warn Reyna, Frank and Hazel. They were staying there to learn a little more about the Greeks

I uncap my most trusted companion, Riptide, The magical sword that will always show up back in my pocket sooner or later. I take off for Thalia's tree where most of the weapons seem to be heading.

Something always has to go wrong at our camp, its tradition, whether it is a Minotaur or a Colchis Bull. You can sure say life was never dull here, that's for sure.

As I reach the borders all I can see are campers on the ground with small patches of grass on fire here and there. There is only one thing that I can think about now "Annabeth".

Where was she? Was she alright? Is she fighting? Wasn't she guarding at this time?

Annabeth POV

One of my favourite things to do at camp when Percy is at the bottom of the lake is to sit with Thalia and draw up new designs for Olympus. I love the responsibility of redesigning Mount Olympus but it can get stressful so it's good to have Thalia for moral and emotional support.

When I say sitting with Thalia I actually mean her tree. It's the best I can get since she's on a constant crusade with Artemis and her hunters. I still feel like Thalias' tree is a part of her; she was the tree for half of her life. This is when I feel closest to her, Peleus is also good company even though he is supposed to be guarding the fleece, and he likes it when I pet him.

Suddenly a motor bike drives up the road. I say drive I actually mean rocketed, that thing must have been going 70 miles an hour. A figure was hunched over the handle bars as low as it could get.

I get ready in a basic defensive stance that Chiron taught me, it is good for using an opponent's strength and weight against them; it looks like it would be suitable since the figure on the bike had quite a lot of bulk.

The figure deftly leaps off the bike, leaving it to ditch in the side of Half-Blood Hill. The figure strips of the helmet and some black clothing, now they are wearing a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

As the figure starts rushing towards me I go through the regular precautions a guard should go through when an unknown target comes out of nowhere.

"Halt, state your name and business" I yell in a commanding voice that the figure should've heard

I now know it's a he as he is still charging full throttle towards me.

"Come to close and I will attack" I warn, getting my dagger ready to slice

The teenage guys run falters to a steady jog.

"State your name and business" I say in a calmer voice as he is about 15 meters from me

Suddenly the man charges in a burst of energy

I raise my knife and begin to lower it on his neck

His strong hand grabs my dagger and takes my other hand as he is behind me now, he ran past me? Why not just kill me when he took my dagger? That would be a logical enemy's strategy.

"Friendly and Running" He rushes out in a rough tone

"What? Let go of me!" I try my most demanding voice but all that accomplishes is getting him to spin me around and look at his face.

He had medium length dark blonde hair that had been blown about while he was running so the back had started to stick up. He had sharp facial features and dazzling blue eyes, like the clearest skies of summer. But there were some imperfections in his eyes, small patches of orange on the outside.

"You might wanna run with me" He said in a playful tone with a sly smile breaking through his lips.

He starts running towards Camp, still holding my hand. I look back towards my notes for Olympus and see there were no imperfections in his eyes, just patches of fire being reflected in his eyes; Half Blood hill now had three Chimeras on it burning everything down.

The Chimeras had a lion's head, snakes tail, and a fire breathing goat on its back. You know its time to run when a goat is breathing fire at you. It's safe to say after I saw them I was ahead of the mysterious boy holding my hand.