Ok, ok. You all know my life is pretty messed up right now. And about the last quest I went to, you know, the one where I act all heroic (not really) and return His Majesty his thunderbolt. Sounds pretty false, but it's true. Or if you're an innocent mortal just reading fiction, you'll just think this is fiction. Ha… if only. Now, I'm going on a possibly more dangerous quest right now although Clarisse is also going.

So now, you can imagine where I am right now. Yep… I somehow landed right into some secret headquarters. Not the story I was going for. There were tons of the newest technology and machines and no one was there. We just happened to crash right in somehow. Like, right after we visited Hermes. I have the worst luck on Earth. Luckily, I had Annabeth and Tyson watching my back. Man, I just realized how much I missed Grover.

Suddenly, a girl my age popped right in. She had black hair tied into a single braid, pale skin, brown eyes, rosy cheeks, and pinkish reddish lips. She was wearing a combat jacket, black jeans, worn out sneakers, four guns, countless bronze knives, and several hand grenades.

The girl didn't look surprised to see me. Instead, she started doing something even more surprising (not really). She charged right into me, knocked me down, and twisted my hand behind my back. I groaned in pain. She was fast. Who was she?

She said, "Stand down. Confirm who you are or this guy gets it."

Annabeth was taken by surprise. She started running to the girl, forgetting that I'm going to get hurt. The thing was, if I could get out, I would. But I can't. She was surprisingly strong. And I couldn't sense any water nearby.

Right when Annabeth was about to punch her, the girl grabbed Annabeth's wrist and pulled her down with surprising force. Tyson was just standing there.

The girl said, "Who are you people. And why is there a Cyclopes standing there?"

I said in surprise, "What?! You can see through-"

The girl finished, "-the Mist? Yeah. And I'm assuming you two are demigods."

Annabeth asked, "Who are you? Are you a demigod?"

The girl said, "My name is Liz. And I'm 100% mortal. Run your pen, I mean sword through me."

I asked, "How did you know?"

Liz said, "Believe me Perseus Jackson, that was a fluke. I just confirmed your identity. And I assume you are Annabeth Chase. And the Cyclopes is, hmm, is it Tyson?"

Tyson said, "Lady know my name."

Liz let us go, and Annabeth quickly stabbed Liz with her knife. It ran through.

Liz said, "Well then, nice to meet you. I'm the boss of about 6,000 mafia members. You don't need to know which family. We specialize in information breaking and combat although we can do many other things. How may I assist you?"

Annabeth asked carefully, "Do you know where the Golden Fleece is?"

Liz said, "Hmm… yes. I can't give it to you though."

Annabeth gritted her teeth. "Want to have a go at it, mortal?"

Liz said, "Daughter of Athena. Son of Poseidon. I know it all. I can see through the Mist almost as clear as the red hair and his mom. I assume you know who I speak of."

Annabeth froze. "How did you know?"

Liz said, "Information breaking, like I said."

Annabeth said, "Fine! I want to know another thing. How is Grover?"

Liz said, "Very much alive. You must know that my information comes with a price. You're going to have to pay."

Annabeth fumed.

I quickly asked, "And what is that?"

Liz said, "I want to come along. And don't worry, my subordinates will stay behind."

This quest is going to be troublesome.