I darted away knowing full well that I was headed straight for my death. I would die fighting a mechanical robot made of scrap-metal, but not even fighting, just, being squished under its foot.

"What are you doing?" I heard Zoe yell.

"Get it to raise its foot!" I called back.

Zoe didn't hesitate, she pulled her bow and shot the piece of junk straight into the nostril. I grinned, "Nice." That's when I noticed Percy, the monster lifted its foot and I took my chance and scrambled inside. It took a moment to adjust to the cramped inside and the rusty ladder, but I knew I had to get moving otherwise my friends would be flattened like pancakes! Steadying myself I gripped tight to the ladder and hulled myself up as best as I could. As the monster began to move again I quickened my pace.

"Whoa!" I screamed as one of the bars fell off the ladder, I hurried up.

At the end of the ladder was a, what looked like, a control room, now I may not have been Charles Beckendorf, but I could definitely tell that this was where the robot would be controlled. I rushed around pulling all of the levers and pushing all of the buttons that I could, but eventually I saw the pattern. Where its arms and legs were controlled ans stuff like that and I had a brilliant idea. The Funky Chicken. I felt the robot stop and maybe it had just been my imagination, but I thought I heard Percy yell, "Go Bianca!"

I grinned, "I did it!" All I had to do was figure out and plan my great escape, that's when everything went wrong. The robot began to move and I saw as pieces of rust and metals and trashed objects were rattling electric sparks flying. I bit my lip. There was no getting out of this. A rusty fan came loose and fell inches from where I stood and I yelped. The robot leaned sideways and I fell into the sparking wires. My entire body went numb and my mind went hazy. More pieced fell and there was a piercing pain in my lower abdomen. That's all I saw before I blacked out.

...

I don't know how long it was before I began to hear a voice. "Bianca, you're alright."

I recognized the voice, but couldn't quite place it, I tried to speak, but no words came out.

"Everything will be fine, just take care of your little brother for me!"

Mama. I opened my mouth, I didn't want her to go, but again no sound came out. Why couldn't I see her. I was alone in darkness, but slowly a scene spread out before my eyes. My mother, Nico, and I were all sitting at the dinner table, a radio sat between us all as we ate our supper of pasta and bread. Nico looked about six years old, so I must've been eight. They spoke to each other in a language I didn't understand, but that didn't make any sense because I was them. I tried to recognize the language, and soon I realized that it was Italian. Fratellino. I remembered. It was all very hazy, but I remembered. Nico and I were raised in Italy, our mother had a decent amount of money for back then. I remembered going to school with my little brother and being taught to read and write in not only Italian, but English as well. Mama always wanted to move to America so she focused on that a lot around us. She was so beautiful.

Slowly I could make out what they were saying.

"No, that's not what he was like." Mama smiled.

"Well, did he have a beard?" Nico asked.

Mama laughed, "I guess it was kind of a beard."

"Kind of?" I questioned.

I didn't know who they were talking about.

"Let's see, he had dark hair, just like you two. And his eyes were a cold dark grey. He... he loved to spend time near the cemetery-"

"What? But the cemetery is scary with lots of dead people!" Nico exclaimed, his dark eyes wide open.

Mama let out another giggle, and I realized that they were talking about my father whom I had never met. Slowly my dream began to shift and I saw Nico, eyes full of tears talking to Percy. I couldn't make out the words, but soon again there was nothing.

When I finally came to I was... in a cave? There were flowers and designs stretching all alone the walls. Vines were tangled in a heap which looked like, maybe the entrance. I tried to sit up, but as soon as I did a wave of nausea passed through me and I almost passed out again. There was a huge pain in my lower abdomen. "Aah." I breathed out. Where was I? This couldn't have been Elysium, it was too painful. Was it the fields of Asphodel, but I wouldn't have remembered who I was. Bianca Maria Di Angelo, yep I remembered. The Fields of Punishment possibly, but it couldn't have been so pretty. I was dead though, so where was I?

"You're awake."

I almost fell off of the hammock I was lying in I was so surprised to hear a voice.

"Wha?!" I managed.

"Don't move too much, you're still badly injured!" the voice cautioned.

I turned my head to face a beautiful girl, she looked like she was about fifteen or sixteen. She had long golden brown hair that reached her belly and her eyes were like two caramel orbs that glowed. She wore a white dress that fell to her knees with a golden belt around her waist and button that was draped over her shoulder.

I blinked, "Who-" I was too shocked at my own voice to say anymore. It was the mix of a toad and a raspy old man.

The pretty girl smiled gently, "My name is Calypso, but you must rest.

Confused, but tired, I didn't argue, I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

...

I didn't have any word dreams, but when I came to again I realized that I was not in a cave, but what I thought were carvings were really flowers lining a wooden frame. The pain in my abdomen had subsided which felt odd, where was I? I remembered the girl, Calypso, and waking up in a cave, so I must not have been dreaming that part. This time when I sat up, I didn't feel any pain or nausea. I took this time to get a bearing of my surroundings. I was in a wooden hut. It was beautiful. The "cave entrance" was really just vines dangling in front of the opening, they were decorated in flowers. There was also a basket full of clothes, similar to the white dress that she was wearing. The entire place was decorated in different types of flowers and it smelled wonderful.

"You wake again." Yes, and again I almost leaped out of my skin.

"You sure have a way of sneaking up on people." I remarked.

"Do I?" She seemed pleasantly surprised.

"Well, you kind of scared the Hades out of me both of the times that I've woken up, I mean, you just appear." I explained.

Calypso studied me, "So, what's your name then?"

I was taken back by the question, although I didn't know why, "Uh, Bianca... Bianca Di Angelo." I stammered.

Calypso smiled. "I have already introduced myself, but I am Calypso daughter of Atlas."

I must've been a bit shocked because after she saw my face she asked, "Are you okay?"

Atlas was the one who traded places with Luke so they could trick Annabeth into holding the entire sky, but then Lady Artemis took Annabeth's place and that's why... "I need to get back to my friends!" I blurted.

Calypso frowned for a moment, but said, "I know."

"So, how do I get back to them?"

"That.. That is what I am trying to figure out,"She admitted, "I really don't have a clue." Her expression turned more into a guilty one instead of confused.

"Well, there had to be some way, where's everyone else?" I pursued.

Calypso gave me a remorseful look, "Bianca, this island is known as Ogygia, I was put her for supporting my father in the first Titan War, this is my punishment, I can never leave."

"That's stupid! Just because you supported your father! I mean, you're really nice, you healed me, I would've died!" I argued.

"I wish I could agree with you, but there may be a way to get you off of this island." She insisted.

"Hold up, you just said that-"

"I know, but maybe it will still work."

I was confused, "So, what exactly are we doing?" I asked.

"You're going to help me with the Garden." She smiled.

"That's going to get me back home?" I cocked an eyebrow.

"I'm not sure, but maybe... just maybe it will work."

I began to attempt to get off of my hammock, but Calypso grabbed my arm, "maybe not yet."

I frowned, "But I need to, I mean, how long have I been in bed?"

Calypso's eyebrows furrowed, "Time carries no meaning on this island, I have no idea. I am sorry"

"Oh.." I must have sounded more glum than I intended because Calypso immediately wrapped her arms around me.

"If I could do something, I assure you I would, but I just don't know for now..." She released her hold on me, "I really am sorry."

"The garden! You said something about that!" I remembered.

"I don't know if you're up for it yet..."

Without thinking I stood up, and of course Calypso was right. As soon as I stood my head split in two, not literally. "Ah!" I yelped.

"You still need some rest. Here." She handed me a... I have no idea what it was.

"What's this?"

"It"s an ambrosia square, it should make you feel quite better. After you eat it, sleep for a while. Then we can talk about the garden."

I reluctantly ate the ambrosia square. Surprisingly it didn't taste awful. It tasted just like mama's brownies that she used to make... the ones with the extra chocolate. I felt tired. And slowly my eyes closed and I drifted into the wonderful world of sleep.