Chapter 1-Disney World?

Percy

I woke up on a bench in what could only be described as a very expensive, very popular theme park. In other words, I was in Disney World.

I knew demigods had lifelike dreams, but this dream felt so real. I had never been to Disney World, but Annabeth had told me way too much about it. I knew practically the entire layout of all of the parks.

"Welcome to the Magic Kingdom, Percy Jackson," a voice said behind me.

I whirled. Anyone who knew my name was not to be taken lightly. But when I saw who had spoken, I couldn't help but gasp.

The boy looked normal enough. He was eighteen (same as me), with dark hair, green eyes, and wearing regular street clothes. But what had surprised me was a solid blue light, outlining his entire body. I looked down at my own body and gasped again. The exact same kind of blue light outlined me as well. I know all demigod dreams were weird, but this was ridiculous.

I asked the guy, "Who are you? Why am I here?"

He answered, "You're here because I brought you here. Well, actually, my friend Philby brought us both, but it's close enough. As for who I am... well, I thought that would be obvious."

A memory ignited. I remembered Annabeth telling me about some new technology at Disney World. It was called DHI: Disney Host Interactive. One of the five had Philby as a last name. If this wasn't him, it could only be one person.

I guessed, "Are you Finn Whitman?"

He nodded. "That's me."

Finn offered his hand, and I shook it. Or tried to. Instead of shaking, our hands passed through each other. "Whoa," I marveled. "That is seriously weird."

Finn grinned. "Yeah. You should've seen me the first time this happened."

"When was that?"

"When I was twelve."

I smiled. "Lives sure do get interesting when you're twelve."

"Ha ha." He got all serious and asked me, "Do you want to go back, Percy? Right now?"

"What?"

From his pocket, Finn produced something like a garage door opener with one red button. "This may not seem like much," he explained, "but this little thing will send us both back."

"Back where?" I asked.

"Back to our beds."

'Do I want to go back?' I wondered. I remembered that he knew my name without me telling him. "How did you know my name? I don't think I told you."

He answered, "A couple of nights ago, a girl named Annabeth crossed over. She kept muttering your name."

"Wait." I was confused. "Annabeth crossed over?"

"You mean she didn't tell you?" Finn looked shocked. "From the looks of things, you know her pretty well."

"Yeah."

"You still haven't answered my question, Percy. Are you ready to go back?"

I sighed. "Guess so."

As I was getting one last look at Disney World, Finn said, "Percy?" I turned. His eyes were full of a mixture of sadness and excitement, as if he hadn't crossed over in a long time, but it brought back bad memories. "I hope your conversation goes well."

I smiled. "I hope so too."

Finn pushed the button, and I woke up in my cabin at camp. I looked at my arms, but the blue outline had disappeared. I slowly walked over to the window and looked at the sea. I wanted to believe it was a dream, but I knew better. "Poseidon," I muttered, "what is going on?"