AN-I started it a bit earlier than I expected. Yay! Do you think I should jump right into the quest or stay a few days at camp? I'm thinking about staying so everyone is mentioned. If I didn't mention your OC in this chapter, I'll mention him/her in the next two.

On that note, I need about two more characters, one to be a main-I messed up, I need six mains not five. Go to my story SYOC to submit. The current mains are Monica Aylmer, Michelle Skye, Ian Erin Colt, Ashlynn Marie Brooks, and I'm still deciding over JT Anderson being one. I need two more!

Also, could you read and review my story Aphrodite's Revenge Is A Bit Strange? I'd love that.

What do you think of my prophecy?

PM me if your OC isn't showed the way you wanted them to. I changed a bit on some, but nothing major. R&R and constructive criticism is welcome!

"Monica!" The shout echoed through camp, surprising me.

I was currently in an extremely comfy lawn chair on the porch of the Iris cabin. I'm Monica Aylmer, a daughter of Iris. She's the goddess of rainbows, by the way. But, back to the cabin. It was beautiful, made of iridescent marble that shimmered different colors in the light, with a huge wrap-around porch filled with comfortable chairs and shiny mirrors.

Some think that we're as self-absorbed as the Aphrodite cabin, but we're not. I know a couple children of Aphrodite who are really nice. The Iris kids are just as reliable and hardworking as any other cabin's children. We use the mirrors and porch for practicing our talents.

"What?" I screamed back to the girl coming closer, certain that the whole camp could hear us shouting back and forth. I had just finished a practice session with Butch, my half-brother, and I was exhausted.

It was Michelle Skye, my friend from the Apollo cabin.

Looking at her, you wouldn't think she was a daughter of Apollo. She had long, chocolate-brown hair naturally highlighted from the sun, duh, and round emerald eyes. She was pretty enough to be a child of Aphrodite like her step-brother Liam. Also, if you're her friend, call her Ellie or Elle. If not, don't try to talk to her, because she's serious and quiet around people who aren't her friends.

She stopped in front of me, giving the cabin a disgusted look as it changed to a gentle shade of pink, my favorite.

"Do you know where Liam is?" She asked me.

I was surprised that they were apart. Those two were nearly inseparable.

"No, but I think Angie said that he was going to the Big House." I answered, turning my head to the sun.

Ellie nodded. "Yeah, there's a meeting there, but I thought that he hadn't left yet. It's for the counselors, you need to go."

"Aww!" I whined. "I wanna tan."

She rolled her eyes as her quiet smile dropped. She began to walk toward the Big House, calling over her shoulder. "Monica, you're going or Mr. D will most likely incinerate you."

I sighed and got up. It was such a nice chair. I was busy contemplating what I would do when I got back from this dull meeting when JT Anderson, my friend from the Kronos cabin, popped up behind me.

I screamed and turned, accidently slapping him with my ashy blond hair. That's what he got for sneaking up on me.

"You ***hole!" I yelled across camp. Clouds gathered nearby as iridescent balls of light formed in my hands. Ok, so maybe I wasn't as tired as I was pretending.

"Hey, I was just being me." He laughed, a genuine smile on his face.

I was willing to put up with it if it meant he was happy. JT was still mourning his last girlfriend, who died. It was so sad because he loved her, and she died being stabbed by a man who was drunk at the time. I personally swore I would tie the guy in chains and drag him to JT to kill if I found him. I really didn't like Mr. D because of it. Let's face it, who does like him? But I especially disliked his power. I sometimes wondered how JT felt about Mr. D. It probably wasn't good.

Most people assumed we were involved, you know, but we weren't. I was one of the people who saved him when he was attacked after running away from his home. It happened a lot. So we were really good friends, but not anything like that. I guessed that it would take JT a while to get over his past girlfriend, and even then, we're just friends.

"You freaking-ugh!" I shouted, stomping dramatically toward the Big House. Evidently I was looking sad, because JT always likes to cheer me up when I'm depressed. I guess I was, since I'm feeling like the Iris cabin doesn't get any respect. We aren't all sunshine and rainbows, so to speak.

Suddenly he raced by me, his shaggy light brown hair fluttering in the wind it created. His hazel eyes gleamed mischievously as he yelled back. "Race ya to the Big House!"

I cursed myself mentally for being so stupid. JT and I always have races. I'm the daughter of the messenger goddess, and he's the son of the god of time. When you think about it, it kinda makes sense.

I began to sprint, faster than any mortal or demigod, but suddenly I was moving in slow motion. My legs began to slow involuntarily to a mortal's speed as his hand moved from his watch.

"Cheater!" I accused. Innocent demigods turned to stare at the strange sight of two teenagers running through the camp, without screaming about a monster.

He laughed again as he ran in front of me. As soon as I could move again, I created a rainbow with the wave of my hand. It glittered prettily as I stepped through, arriving on the porch of the Big House just in time to see JT run the last couple of yards.

"I'm a cheater?" He asked, walking up the steps to meet me. I shrugged and smiled as he stepped back to let me walk in first.

"Ladies first, Lucky." I joked, immediately regretting it as I saw the grief return to his eyes, but he smiled half-heartedly.

"It's meeting time." I said as I attempted to awkwardly get the conversation going. "I just hope that it's not as stupid as last time. I mean, a party with the Party Ponies invited is not something to gather the counselers for."

"Yes it is." Amberly Justice, a daughter of Morpheus, corrected as she came up the steps behind us. "It was chaos."

"Meh." I shrugged. "It could've been handled without my help."

Amberly shook her head as she entered the Big House.

JT and I heaved sighes and followed her.

I stopped dead when I saw Chiron's face. It was graver than when Percy had disappeared. (AN- there are no Romans mentioned in the story, sorry)

"Monica, JT." Chiron tried to smile, but it was an epic fail. "Please sit."

I sat mutely next to my best friend, Jamie Tattenai, who was the head counselor of the Demeter cabin. There were so many people were in the rec room that I could feel her curly, strawberry blond hair brush my shoulder as she turned her head.

Rachel Elizabeth Dare, our Oracle, smiled warmly at me as she turned to face us.

"I have a prophecy." She announced like she was merely telling of something fascinating on her walk here from her cave, like a fluffy chipmunk that was probably a camper Mr. D got annoyed with.

Said Mr. D glanced up indifferently. "Another?" He asked in a monotone, eyeing us like he wanted to turn us into chipmunks. I didn't like being turned into a chipmunk; I know from experience-curse the Hecate cabin.

Rachel just grinned. Green smoke poured out of her mouth as her eyes glowed and a scaly voice that made me and Joana Jones, a daughter of Carpo, shiver.

"The six shall travel to where evening is all

And confront the nymphs when the sun falls

What they recover will placate the queen's fury

And the traitor be judged by the gods' jury.

To go, the rainbow's most powerful child

Shall command the quest through the wild"

Rachel collapsed, her mouth leaking green smoke. Katie Knapp, a daughter of Nike, and Liam Skye, a son of Aphrodite and Ellie's step-brother, picked her up and set her upright on her seat again.

She blinked and faced us. "Well, what did I say?" She demanded.

Chiron repeated the prophecy. Rachel surprised us by throwing back her head and laughing in relief.

"Thank the gods." She said. 'I thought someone was going to die by the looks on your faces."

Chiron shot her a disapproving glance. "Rachel, this is serious." He admonished.

Everyone turned to me. I hadn't moved an inch, I hadn't even breathed since I had heard the last two lines. Me? Lead a quest? To 'placate the queen's fury?' Hades no.

Oh gods, what was happening to my halfway normal life?