If you didn't like this, sorry! This is my first shot at a crossover. Please review! =)

Thalia stood silently in the woods, blending in with the trees. She was playing Capture the Flag with the half-blood campers. Thalia was in charge of getting the flag. She quickly ran through the clearing.

Lady Artemis and the camp director Mr. D had been called to Olympus for a council meeting and she had to stay here with these stupid demigods. Well, not all of them were stupid. Annabeth was her friend. Percy could be stupid sometimes, but that's what she liked about him. But lately, it seemed as if most of her friends were abandoning her. Grover was the new Lord of the Wild and he didn't have any time to talk to her. Percy and Annabeth were too busy dating and kissing to sometimes notice her.

While deep in her thoughts, she heard someone behind her. Thalia froze. She didn't sense anyone yet. Cautiously, she took a step forward. Something grabbed her ankle and yanked her upside down. Her weapons clattered onto the forest floor. She was hanging from a rope tied onto a tree. She cursed and tried to reach up to cut the rope.

How could I have been so stupid? she thought. I got caught in one of the traps that hunters use. And I'm a hunter!

"I knew it would catch her," a familiar voice snickered.

Connor and Travis Stoll stepped out from the trees.

"Let me down!" she hissed.

"Yeah. Like that's going to happen," Conner drawled. "Right, girlfriend?"

"Shut up!"

Travis laughed and cut the rope. Thalia immediately tried to scramble away, but Connor tripped her and pinned her down.

"Good one, bro." Travis gave his brother a high five.

The Stoll brothers helped her up and collected her weapons.

"You're our prisoner now," Connor sang loudly. "Think of it. The amazing Thalia captured. What would Percy say?"

"We are the champions..." Travis started singing and waving around his free hand.

Thalia thought he sounded horrible and totally off key.

"Shut up. You sound like an idiot!" she snapped.

"Someone has a bad attitude," Connor taunted. "And I know who it is."

The both of them pointed to her. "Thalia!"

She groaned. "Will you please stop?"

"No thank you!" Connor commented.

"Stupid boys. Stupid sons of Hermes. Stupid game," she muttered.

Connor and Travis half-dragged half-carried a struggling Thalia through the woods, occasionally cursing and tripping over things as they went. The trio heard a conch shell blow in the distance.

"It's over?" Travis asked.

"Duh!" Thalia shook herself from their grasp and retrieved her bow, arrows, and daggers.

"Aw man," Connor wailed. "I was having so much fun."

"Doing what? Teasing me? You're a jerk."

The three of them walked back toward the cabins. Suddenly, they heard voices.

"Quickly. Are you almost done?"

"Yes. Just a few more and we'll be finished. Then we've got that cursed centaur to worry about."

"I'll get him."

Thalia exchanged puzzled looks with the Stoll brothers. "What?" she whispered.

"Run and check it out," Travis answered.

They sprinted toward the direction of the noise. Thalia heard yells and curses. There was a few sounds like someone was hitting another person.

"Let go of me!" she heard a familiar voice yell.

As they burst through the clearing, they saw the source of the shouting. It was Chiron. He was held down by golden ropes and flailing, rearing up his front horse legs. He had cuts on his face and a large gash on his arm. There were about five people around him. They held sticks in their hands. No. Not sticks. Wands.

"Chiron!" she cried.

"There's still more?" One of the strangers asked.

"Ignore them. Get rid of this centaur and leave," another barked.

Thalia snatched an arrow out of her quiver and loosed it. It lodged into a person's side but it was too late. Light burst out of their wands and wrapped around Chiron.

Thalia caught his last words as he disappeared with the strangers, "Olympus! Help!"

"Chiron!"

Thalia crumpled to her knees in shock. "No," she whispered. "No. NO!"

Connor helped her up.

"Let's go check if there's anyone else," he said shakily.

They did a quick tour of the cabins. No one. Nothing.

"Where is everyone?" Travis asked.

"I don't know. But Chiron..." Her voice trailed off. "They took Chiron..."

Chiron was the only company at Camp Half-Blood that she enjoyed besides the Hunters and her friends. He had shown her some fighting tips and she had exchanged for some archery tips. He had been like a second father to her. She had loved him, but only like she loved her family. He was the only person that she felt comfortable with besides Luke. Now he was gone.

"Gone." She echoed her thoughts. "He's gone."

"I'm sorry, Thalia," Conner whispered. "I didn't know you liked him that much."

"Get away from me!" she screamed. He was gone. Just like Luke. She remembered Luke vividly. His blue eyes. His blond hair. The scar that had been on his face. He had been her best friend. She didn't love love him. She loved him as a brother.

The Stoll brothers' faces jolted her back to the present.

"Hey, Thalia. Are you okay," Travis asked sincerely. There was no sarcasam or teasing in his voice. It was fear.

She blinked. "Oh...yeah. I'm fine. Sorry for overreacting."

"Its all right."

A light flashed behind them and they whipped around and drew their weapons. The brothers pulled out their swords. Thalia notched an arrow onto her bow string. Two kids about their age tumbled out of the air. The boy landed first. Then the girl fell onto him. He groaned and the girl rolled off.

"That hurt, Sadie," he said.

"Don't worry you'll live."

The girl had blond hair and daring gray eyes. She wore headphones, a brown leather jacket, jeans, an orange tank top, and had combat boots. When she talked, she had a funny British accent. She reminded Thalia of Annabeth.

The boy had curly dark brown hair. He had bronze-colored skin and deep brown eyes. He wore a blue hoodie and jeans and had a leather bag slung at his side.

The boy looked around. "Darn. We missed them."

"Great. Now what? You got another plan, Carter?"

"Um...Talk to those people?"

"Who are you?" Thalia demanded.

The girl named Sadie got to her feet. "I'm Sadie. Sadie Kane," she said, chin up, eyes flashing.

"And him?" Travis asked.

"Carter Kane, my jerk brother."

"So much for keeping a low profile," the boy mumbled. "Wait. Hey! I am not a jerk!"

"Sure you aren't."

"Sadie...I'm warning you..."

"Yeah. So what are you going to do now? Make some more birds that poop all over their master?" she retorted.

Thalia stifled a laugh.

"And who are you," Sadie asked. "We told you our names so you should tell us yours."

"I'm Connor Stoll, son of Hermes. That's my brother, Travis Stoll over there. And over here is Thalia Grace, the amazing daughter of Zeus and linuetant of Artemis," Connor said.

"I am not Thalia Grace," I growled. "I don't use my mother's surname."

Stupid Hermes kids, Thalia thought. They really knew how to get on your nerves.

"Whatever."

Carter peered at us suspiciously. "What do you mean 'son of Hermes' or 'daughter of Zeus'?" he asked.

Connor's jaw dropped. "What! Dude, are you kidding me? You've never heard of Hermes?"

"Um...maybe once, but I forgot."

"This is just crazy," Travis commented.

"Well, anyway, we're godlings."

"God - what?"

"Godlings. G-o-d-l-i-n-g-s. Godlings."

"What the heck is that? Are you immortal?"

Sadie rolled her eyes. "No, birdbrain. We are humans kind of possesed by gods. Egyptian gods. Carter's Horus and I'm Isis."

"But...That's not possible," Connor said. "You're either immortal or demigods, like us."

They seemed just as confused as Thalia did.

"Tell you what," Thalia said. "Come with us. We'll explain things later when we're in the Big House."

"What's the Big House?"

"That."

Thalia pointed to the big, wooden house on her right.

"Should we follow them?" she heard Carter whisper to Sadie.

"I don't know. My instinct says that they're good people."

"Fine. But if they turn out to be bad, we're outta here."

"Deal."

Thalia started in the direction of the Big House.

"You coming or not?"

"We'll come." Sadie and Carter followed them at a distance.

As Thalia trudged past the lonely-looking cabins, she thought about why the strangers would take the campers away, not to mention the Hunters too. What were they going to do with them? She felt as gloomy as the shadow of the large building in front of her.