A/N: I thought of this idea, and it just wouldn't leave me alone. I apologize if it is stupid. It maybe a really long one-shot, or a short 5 chapter or less story. I don't know yet.

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Without further ado, I give you Libby's Time Travel Dimension Jump Adventure :)

Hi. I'm Libby. I'm 15 years old. I am currently the world's only time-traveler/dimension jumper. I was sent back in time and into another dimension by a love goddess who thinks I need a boyfriend. But let's back up. Here's a little about me before I tell you my story.

I was born on August 13, 2001. I'm an only child. My favorite book series ever is Percy Jackson and the Olympians. My other favorites are Heroes of Olympus and Trials of Apollo. I love them all equally. I'm kinda obsessed with it, actually.

One day, in the summer of 2016, I was reading The Mark of Athena. Well, rereading it, to be exact. I had just gotten to the part where Piper, Jason, and Percy meet Bacchus in Kansas, when I heard a voice.

Libby, it said. The voice was female, and very pretty. Go change into something presentable. Can't have you meeting your future husband looking like that. The voice was very persuasive. I got up and changed into a pretty blouse and fashionable jeans. Oh, and some advice before I go. The voice said, Brace yourself. "What?" I asked. But the voice was gone.

The warning triggered a memory. In the Sea of Monsters, at the end, Poseidon sends Percy a note with those two words. Then Thalia came back to life instead of being a tree. (Don't ask. It's complicated. I recommend you read the book.) I had a feeling something big was going to happen to me, but I didn't know what. All of a sudden, my knees buckled. I fell, hitting my head on the corner of a table. The world went black.

I woke up on the ground. I didn't know how I got there, or where I was. All I knew was that my head hurt. I vaguely remembered hitting my head and a strange voice.

I opened my eyes. There were teenagers standing over me. They all had bright orange shirts on and clay bead necklaces around their necks.

"Where am I?" I asked. "You're at Camp Half-Blood." one of the boys said. He looked older than the others, college age, and had a scar running down his face. "No way." I said. "This can't be happening."

Then I remembered the voice from earlier, and how I'd just followed it without a question. Normally, I would take offense to someone talking about my outfit like that. Then it dawned on me. I had been charmspoken. And I only know of 3 charmspeakers: Piper, Drew, and their mom, Aphrodite. And only one could communicate telepathically.

Aphrodite had sent me to Camp Half-Blood. And since Luke Castellan -the one with the scar- was here, that meant that I was also transported back in time. To when, I didn't know yet.

The crowd parted, and a girl with curly blond hair came into view. I looked at her a little closer, and she had stormy grey eyes and five beads and a college ring on her necklace. "Luke! What happened?" Annabeth asked. She was blushing slightly. That blush told me that she still had a crush on him. Which meant that she either just met or hadn't met Percy Jackson yet.

I was in the time right before or at the beginning of the Lightning Thief, which is set in 2005. Or, it was written in 2005. Anyway, that meant I was not only sent to an alternate dimension, I was sent back in time 11 years!

"I was just walking and all of a sudden she just appeared here." the son of Hermes said. "What's your name?" he asked me. "Libby." I responded. "I'm Luke, and this is Annabeth." She waved.

To be sure about whether or not Percy was at camp yet, I asked a question. "Hey Annabeth?" "Yeah?" she responded. "Is your camp activities director here? I'd like to speak with him." She said, "He's on a trip upstate, but he'll be back today."

That means that Chiron is just coming back from teaching Percy at Yancy. Percy Jackson would kill the Minotaur either today, tomorrow, or the next day. I'd have to reread the Lightning Thief again to be sure. I nodded, then clutched my head. "Ugh. Head hurts."

Why I, a mortal from a different universe, was transported into this world of gods and monsters, I didn't know. All I knew was that I shouldn't start rambling on and on and referencing people and events from my favorite book series. That would seem suspicious.

"Okay, Libby, we're gonna take you to the infirmary and help your head." Annabeth said, guiding me towards a big four-story house with a wraparound porch. "Okay." I said, and followed her.

I felt a backpack on my back. I hadn't noticed it before. It was heavy and bulky, like there were books in it. When we got to the Big House, Annabeth led me to the infirmary.

On the way, we passed Chiron. Annabeth waved to him. "Who's this, Annabeth?" the centaur asked. He was in his wheelchair, playing cards with some satyrs. "This is Libby. She hit her head, so I'm taking her to the infirmary." I smiled. Chiron nodded and went back to his game.

We entered the infirmary and were greeted by some kids. I didn't know if Will Solace was at camp yet, as he is the main doctor in the Hidden Oracle, the most recent book about these demigods. Turns out, I didn't see him, so I assumed he wasn't at camp. Someone else bandaged my head and tried to give me what looked like ambrosia. I refused and said, "Don't. I'm mortal. I don't want to spontaneously combust." The Apollo camper just nodded and went to get some mortal pain medicine.

Annabeth gave me a funny look. "How do you know about ambrosia?" she asked me. I couldn't think of a response. Thankfully, the doctor came back with the medicine. "I'll tell you later." I said.

When I was done, Annabeth turned to me. "So, Libby, how did you get here? Where are you from?" "I don't know how I got here," I lied. I decided I wouldn't tell them the truth yet. "I just remember hitting my head and waking up here. And as for where I'm from, you wouldn't believe me." I said. I grabbed my backpack, and unzipped it. I glanced inside. There were books in there. I counted, and there were 11. Okay, I thought. Aphrodite must think I need the books. There was also a note. I picked it up. It read:

Dear Libby,

I have sent you here so you can find love. You would never find love unless I sent you here. Also, you are a legacy of mine, descended from my child from WWI. That is why I chose you.

Some advice: Don't mess with my OTPs- Percabeth, Jasper, Frazel, Caleo, Tratie, Solangelo, Charlina (Beckendorf and Silena), and others. You'll know when your soul mate comes along. Or maybe you won't. Whenever you change something canon, the books will magically change, so make sure to read whatever happened that day again.

And, don't go on any quests. I forsee that you would die. Unless it is absolutely necessary, like you are mentioned in a prophecy. Then someone will tell you that you have to go. Stay at camp the whole time. Don't tell anyone anything major about their futures. If you have to tell them, be as vague as prophecies. Or just don't tell them at all. If you absolutely have to tell someone the whole truth, tell Chiron. You can make him swear not to tell anyone. He has been good keeping the Romans a secret from the Greeks.

Anyway, you can stay in my cabin with my children. You will be in this universe until the third great threat is over (when Apollo becomes immortal again) Then you may return to your world like you never left, but your boyfriend will accompany you. Whenever the new books come out, I will have someone send them to you. If you need anything important, just ask.

From,

Aphrodite

That was a lot to take in. I'm a distant legacy of Aphrodite? Cool. The books would magically change? That's not 100% cool. If I change the events, Percy and Annabeth and the others may not succeed in their battles against titans and giants. I was determined not to change that much stuff. I was going to spend at least 5 years in this universe, if not longer. Dying at the hands of mythical beings was not on my to do list.

Also, I was not overly excited to stay in the Aphrodite cabin. I'd read about them from Piper's point of view, and I'm not a girly-girl. Give me a sweatshirt and sweatpants any day.

"What does that say?" Annabeth asked out of the blue. I jumped. "Uh, nothing. Just why I'm here and other things." "Can I see?" the twelve year old asked. "I don't think that's a good idea." I said, nervous. Annabeth could whip out her knife at any second. Even though I'm mortal, and can't be hurt by godly metals, it's still scary. "Please?" she asked. I knew how much she hated not knowing stuff. I relented and handed it over. I figured she reads slowly because of her dyslexia, and I could distract her before she got too far.

Annabeth frowned once she looked at the paper. "I can't read it." She said. "It's in French." "What?" I asked, confused. When I looked at it again, I saw that the note was in French. I must be able to speak and read fluent French because of Aphrodite, like Piper,and have not realized it.

I remembered how in The Lost Hero, Piper didn't realize she was speaking French to Boreas. I must have a similar power, I thought. Cool.

"Guess you can't read it." I said. It was harsher than I meant it to be. "Sorry, Annabeth." I said. "It's just that some things are meant to be kept secret. Even best friends keep secrets from each other." I was thinking about how Thalia kept Jason a secret from everyone until 'Hera's forced exchanged program'. "You understand, right?" She nodded. "But can you tell me anything at all?" she asked. I contemplated this. "I'm staying in the Aphrodite cabin." I said. "Can you give me a tour of the camp?" "Yes." the daughter of Athena replied. "Come on."