A/N Hey! Jules here! This is my second fanfiction and it is more connected with the plot than my other one. I really appreciate any reviews, comments, or suggestions that you guys have to help me improve my stories. This will be in third person. Atlanta's PoV. Italics are flashback.

I do not own PJO or HoO.

Atlanta gulped as she faced the sweet smelling strawberry farm. She was afraid that she would find her family, but they would not like her. Atlanta Jackson had to focus on the bright side, a bit of closure would be nice

Atlanta grabbed her celestial bronze sword that her closest friend, Luke Castellan, had given her when she joined him, a few weeks after she had turned thirteen. It was two years later and she, an orphan from New York, was heading into the Labyrinth to fight the menacing "campers" that were trying to destroy the titans and her new family of demigods. The thought angered her.

She was about to enter when a familiar face grabbed her arm. He had blonde hair and a scar running across one of his twinkling blue eyes, filled with so much pain from his horrible past.

"Atlanta," he said, tears rimming his eyes, "I haven't been completely honest with you."

"What do you mean, Luke?" she asked, afraid that she would hurt him even more inside by commenting on the fact that he admitted to lying.

"I need to tell you before it's too late for you. I'm a lost cause but you, you Atlanta, still have hope. Leave. Don't go into the Labyrinth."

Tears began to stream down her face. "I know it's hurting you, Atlanta, trust me, I don't want to send the closest friend that I've had since Annabeth and Thalia away. It's just that I realized, Kronos is going to kill you. He's going to make me kill you and I can't have that happen. I wish I had figured this out sooner, because once the Titan Lord is done with me, I'll be done for too. I want you to live on the street for a year or two. Wait till after the big battle. Trust me, you'll know. Then, head to Camp-Half Blood. It's the big strawberry farm on Long Island. There, you'll hopefully find your twin brother, Percy Jackson. That is, if he survives this."

Then Luke nestled a warm kiss on Atlanta's forehead and jumped into the Labyrinth, leaving her alone with just enough information and supplies to survive for at least a few more years.

Standing around thinking and staring at the fields proved to not have been the greatest idea on her part because, suddenly, Atlanta felt the crack of her shoulder dislocating. As she turned around, she got a full view of the monster, a nasty looking beast with the head of a lion. A chimaera. She had fought along a few of these monsters just two years ago and they'd been trying to slaughter her ever since. She pulled out her sword and slayed the beast easily. After all, he had been trained by Luke.

The pain shot up and down her arm as she ran towards the big farmhouse, light brown hair in front of her blue-green eyes. Suddenly, the scene changed before Atlanta's eyes.

A/N Thanks for reading! She thinks that Luke is some sort of amazing hero and she supported the Titans because she didn't know anything else. I do truly believe that there was some good inside Luke though? Don't forget to review! ;D