Hello, everyone! I started this story in elementary school, and I was revisiting some of my old fanfics when I found it. I rewrote it, and I thought I might as well post it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or the Heroes of Olympus, despite how hard I wish.

Prologue

25 Years Ago

Annabeth and I lay on the beach, celebrating our tenth birthday. The two of us had been born on the same day, which was pretty cool. It was especially so because our our friendship. Sometimes I wondered if it was just destiny that two girls born on the same day would become best friends or if there was some sort of magical interference.

"Hey, Annabeth," I asked, "could you teach me how to use a dagger, like what Luke gave you?" I smirked at her; she had a huge "secret" crush on Luke.

Annabeth laughed. "I probably don't have time, but I guess you can charmspeak me into doing it."

This time, we both laughed. "Happy Birthday, Annabeth," I said, handing her a little box wrapped in silvery-gray wrapping with a blue ribbon.

"Happy Birthday, Liesel Kailyn," she replied, handing me a creamy pink box with a rosy ribbon. Liesel Kailyn. Liesel Kailyn Sierra McLean. A lot of times, people think I have two middle names, Kailyn and Sierra, but they're wrong. It used to bother me that nobody knew what my name was, but it doesn't anymore. I find it rather funny.

Annabeth is basically the first person to know what my name really is. She's also the first person that doesn't care that I'm the granddaughter of Titans. Without her, I probably would've killed myself, from the inside out. She's the only one in this whole world who I could trust with my life.

Annabeth opened her gift first, revealing two items. The first was a blue and white Yankee cap Athena asked me to give to Annabeth. Athena hadn't been able to celebrate with us this year, though normally she had the time. Even though she's my own grandmother—not to mention, Annabeth's mom, I don't trust her.

Unknown to the most any of the other campers, she and the rest of the Olympians locked up all the minor gods in prisons in the Underworld, denying the fact that we are the stronger. We can overcome them, their evil, their lies. I learned this when I was about three and a half years old. I joined them. I am a spy.

My second gift to Annabeth was a charm from me to go on her Camp necklace. It had our birthday on it; July the 12th, 1993. On the back, there was a secret compartment, in which I have hidden a note, stating this:

July 12th, 2005, 6:04:13 AM

Dear Annabeth,

I have calculated the exact time when you will begin reading this letter, in exactly twenty years, four months, thirteen days, five hours, and seven and a half minutes from when this letter was first written. Hopefully you won't despise me, but I seriously doubt that by now.

Ever since I was three years, five months, and thirteen days old, I have been a spy for the Muses Rebellion, which I have calculated would finally be at war with Olympus by now. I know you must hate me, but keep reading. Please.

I am a spy and leader of the Rebellion (which you would now know of), and I am asking you to join.

Everything the major gods have told you are lies. The minor gods are not living in peace, leaving the Olympians to be the advocate for good. The minor gods are locked up in the Underworld. Please understand my meaning, dear sister. Everything is a lie. What I am telling you know, for your own good, is that the gods aren't going to grant you what they promised. I've spoken with the Oracle in secret and deciphered that Calypso will be betrayed by the one you, Annabeth, will call your true love. I may have misinterpreted the prophecy, but that, unfortunately for both of us, is not likely. Here is the Oracle said:

The dear friend made in youth of yours

Will be betrayed by the opener of Doors

Who destroys Calypso's heart and soul

With help from those who rule them all

See? I plead with you to share this with the family you will have; they deserve to know. Please send them my love, although I fear that by now it has no value.

In this message, you'll find an Imperial Gold coin. Please use this to Iris message the Muses. Iris has been forbidden by the "major" gods from allowing any contact to the other minor gods, but show her the coin and say "Join the Rebellion: Terpsichore Liesel". If you do this—and please do—, you are joining, and trust me, there is no going back. It means you are joining the Rebellion and were given permission by Liesel (me), daughter of Terpsichore. As proof, the coin has my blood embedded in it; Iris should recognize it. Proof that this is from me is a vial of my blood inside this charm. Only you can use the coin.

I have a spell on this charm so that any amount of items can be held in it and they will be virtually undetectable. I hope that you put it to good use, and I know you will, dear sister. This is signed in my blood.

Goodbye, Annabeth,

Liesel Kailyn McLean

Also inside the charm was the Imperial Gold coin, melted, melded and mixed myself with my blood. Included as well were a small vial of my blood and a document signed by all the Muses in their own gold ichor listing all the lies told to us. There were a lot of them. We all swore on the River Styx it was true.

Annabeth's gift for me contained a pink floral dance fan. I knew it would serve as a weapon and form of magic for me. Of course, Annabeth only gave me a normal fan, but that night, I used my powers to turn the wood to sharpened blade and embed magic within the very fibers of its existence.

Hello again! I know there are a lot of unanswered questions and wackiness so far, but all of that should be answered in the next chapter, which I will be posting now. I have the first ten or so chapters finished, and I don't really have a schedule for posting. Review, follow, and favorite! Please check out my other stories!