New story. I will write another story based on the kids in the Poseidon cabin. There was another kid, but he died in TLO. This is about the second episode of the second season. The Brittany/Britany episode didn't happen. Disclaimer: I own neither Percy Jackson and the Olympians or Glee. I just love those stories though.

'Where?'

Annabeth and Anna rolled their eyes at me. 'Lima, Ohio. It's pretty out of the way, so I'm not surprised you have no clue where it is. Still, popular place for the gods.' That's my sister, always informed about things that most Athena kids didn't know. Know-it-all.

'So, we pack our bags, head out to a place where it's so out of the way, no one has ever heard about it – also one of our parents' favourite haunts, by the way – and pick up a few demigods who've managed to stay alive without the help of camp?' I asked.

Annabeth nodded. 'Glad you listened to the important details.'

'Percy, we need to get going tomorrow. Chiron is really anxious about how many there are. Our satyr – you know him – reckons that at least one of the half-bloods is Big Three material,' Anna told me.

'Who's the satyr?' I asked. Annabeth also looked puzzled, so I guessed she didn't know him either.

'Um … I think he's Artie Abrams. I'm not exactly sure, because I've known so many satyrs, their names all become a blur. Annabeth, you have to start packing.' Anna hoisted herself up into her bed, grabbing her Harry Potter book. Somehow, she'd found it in Ancient Greek.

Annabeth kissed me. Then we broke apart, with her saying, as she left my cabin, 'I'll go pack. We have to leave early in the morning, if we want to get to Lima on time.'

I climbed the ladder to my bed. Reaching it, I pulled out an intricate bracelet, one I'd been meaning to give to Annabeth for some amount of time now. I'd actually spoken to the Aphrodite kids about picking out the perfect piece of jewellery for her, and of course, they obliged.

It was silver, with gorgeous lapis lazuli set into the charm. The polished stone shined dully it the light of the setting sun.

'Percy?'

I looked up; my twin sister was giving me an I don't know what you're thinking frown. Then three kids came roaring into the cabin. Two were girls, one was a boy. They all had the trademark Poseidon eyes (bright, sea-green) and jet black hair.

'You three! Why aren't you at archery?' Anna asked, arching a black eyebrow. The three giggled, speaking over each other as they hurried to answer Anna's question.

'I don't like archery!' little seven-year-old Benjamin exclaimed.

'Yeah,' his full sister, Halie, agreed. She was at least thirteen, with her black curls highlighted blue, her Camp Half-Blood tee tattered and her jeans ripped and torn. 'The arrows don't fly straight. I think it's rigged.'

'No it's not,' said Rya, their cousin and half-sister. Weird, but hey, our dad is a god. That's not as weird as it gets.

Rya, short for Orithyia, was fifteen. Her mother was a Latina woman, so she (and the other two) had the beautiful Latin looks. She had an aura, I guess you could say. Everyone listened to what she had to say, because she was definitely the most controlled of the Poseidon bunch. Beautiful, she had a certain style that no teenager could pull off. Rya didn't wear the customary orange camp shirt; she wore a tight top that didn't get in the way of armour (like the camp ones did), jean shorts and Converses.

It sounds like she chooses her clothes for the boys at camp to notice her; but seriously, Rya liked outfits that didn't getting in the way of practicing her weaponry skills. In a real battle, she'd wear the top and Converses but exchange the shorts for something that would protect her legs from arrows.

'You beat them again.' The words were a question, but somehow Anna pulled it off so that it was also a statement.

'Yep.'

'That's my Rya,' Anna grinned. 'I don't know how these heroes survive without using a bow and a quiver full of arrows. I know I couldn't.'

Anna and Rya were the only children of Poseidon to have the gift of archery in centuries. My dad was more of a sword guy, so the rest of the cabin had those skills. Yes, I said rest of the cabin. As in, there are more kids than me and the others that I have mentioned in the cabin. Only two others, though.

A conch horn was blown in the distance. The three Torres kids started to line up, little Ben at the back of the line, Halie in the middle and Rya in front. Anna slid down from her bed and landed, with a soft thump. She leisurely strolled to the front of the line. I took my place in front of her. Then, I led my siblings out to get their dinner.

If you've ever seen Ben eat, you'll be completely amazed that such a small kid could eat so much food.

After we burnt offerings, Ben dug in and scoffed half his dinner in one bite. He wasn't the only one. I was mega hungry and just because I'm counsellor doesn't mean I won't eat like I always do. The girls eyed Ben and me with distaste.

'Disgusting,' Halie said. 'Why can't you eat like normal people?'

I smiled with my mouth shut. Ben, however, smiled with his mouth open, showing the bits of chewed up barbeque.

'Ew, Ben. That's gross,' Rya yelped.

'Yuck,' Halie agreed.

Anna shrugged. 'Boys will be boys; even if it annoys the hell out of me.'

Halie seemed to be distracted; and it was the type of distracted that I recognised instantly. I followed her gaze and gave a little start when I saw who she was staring at.

Nico di Angelo.

Nico was a son of Hades, the god of the Underworld. He still didn't like Camp Half-Blood that much, but if he wanted to make an appearance, he had a cabin and a table to sit at.

I willed Anna to hear my thoughts. She turned towards me, frowning, raising her eyebrows. I thought Look at Halie. Now look at who she's staring at. Now take in her attitude. Do you see any connection?

Anna followed my instructions. A few seconds later, horror and understanding dawned on her face. Nico was a friend, but there was no way a daughter of Poseidon would ever go out with a son of Hades. And that meant Halie's hopes crushed. We didn't want that.

'Hey, Halie, who you looking at?' Ben asked. The little kid was staring at his older sister, looking very confused. He was pretty observant.

Halie blushed. 'No one,' she muttered, dropping her gaze to her dinner plate. I exchanged looks with Anna.

Nervous is not usually a word that describes my twin sister. However, that was what she looked like now. Her green eyes, flecked with silver and yellow, were frightened. She was a bit scared of Nico, because she had seen him summon spirits yesterday. Apparently she has been very spooked since then, but I hadn't seen any change in her.

'Do you see someone you like, Halie?' Rya teased.

Halie blushed deeper. 'No.'

'Better that you don't,' Anna said, looking at Halie pointedly. Halie lowered her head. She got the message.

I felt a twinge of guilt. My little half-sister could like Nico if she wanted to. Anna raised her eyebrows at me for support; obviously she didn't like where this was going, but she needed me to say something.

I cleared my throat. 'You're only thirteen. That's no age to have a boyfriend.'

'Says who?'

'Says me.'

The other Poseidon kids (except Anna) giggled. Then Rya said, 'Who'll be counsellor when you guys are in Ohio?'

'WHAT?' Ben screamed.

You see, Ben has grown really attached to Anna and me. Anna (who he called An; he was little and he couldn't say her nickname or full name, Andromeda) had found him and his sister in a New York alleyway after their mother had died. I was the only other guy in the cabin and he slept in the bed under mine.

'Yeah, Benny, we have to find some other half-bloods. Maybe we'll find you a big brother, eh?' Anna told him.

'But An, I don't want you to go! I want you and Percy to stay here!' he cried.

Anna gave him a sad smile. 'Clio and Atalanta will be back from their quest soon. You'll have them.'

'Atalanta?'

I laughed. How could Anna forget that Ben didn't know Lana's full name. 'Ben, that's Lana's real name.'

'Her name isn't really Lana?' Ben asked. He gave Halie a quizzical look, but, as she was staring at Nico again, she didn't catch it. 'Halie? Halie?' He waved a small hand in front of her face and she jumped.

'Halie, why are you –'

Chiron pounded one of his hooves until there was silence. 'Okay, campers, settle down. I have some news. We have just had a message from the satyr in Ohio. Apparently, there are many demigods over the age of thirteen going to a school called William McKinley High School. We were going to send a team of satyrs to assist Artie, our satyr at the school, but there have been three recent attacks on the half-bloods. Percy, Annabeth, Andromeda and two other campers of their choice, will attend the school to recruit and successfully extract these demigods.'

Muttering started up. Why was the famous Percy Jackson going to retrieve some demigods? seemed to be the subject of the jabbering. I was good at sword-fighting (I had the curse of Achilles for crying out loud), but most of the campers seemed to think that Chiron was dramatizing the situation.

'Silence!' Chiron yelled. 'This is a very large group of half-bloods. There are around ten of them and Artie has confided that three have a very strong scent. We need our best fighters to go. I also want to send an extra three half-bloods from the Athena cabin to explain to the parents of these children, and I need the two other campers to be primary school age. Who will volunteer?'

Silence. Absolute silence. Of course no one wanted to volunteer. It would be a dangerous job only the best could handle. Finally, an eight-year-old from Ares stood up. He cleared his throat.

'Chiron, I'll volunteer. We'll need a fighter at the primary school, and I'm the youngest Ares kid,' he stated. I felt Ben, who was sitting next to me, shift in his place.

Then he, too, stood up. 'I wanna help Percy! And Annabeth and An. I'm going to go with them!'

'No!' Halie shook her head. 'No, Benny. We need you here at camp. Right, Percy?'

I stared at my feet. I didn't want Ben to come with us (I didn't want him getting hurt), but I had to admit that him coming would work. He was a good fighter. He was so adorable that everyone wanted to be his friend. And he was the only camper in the Poseidon cabin that didn't attract monsters yet; he was only at camp because we couldn't leave him on his own, to fend for himself.

Halie hissed in frustration. Then she turned to Anna, her eyebrows raised in expectance. Anna was always protective of Ben. 'Well?' Halie half-shouted.

Anna stood up. She appraised Ben with a calculating look. Everyone at the pavilion was waiting with bated breath. Then she turned to Halie, a decisive look in her exquisite eyes.

'He should be given a chance. He'll get a quest eventually, why not come along with us before he turns twelve and monsters really start coming after him. Halie, you can't baby him,' Anna said. Halie opened her mouth to interject but Anna held up a thin hand. 'No, Halie. He's going, whether you like it or not.'

Halie gave her one last pleading look. When Anna did nothing, her shoulders slumped and she looked older. Rya patted her on the back, but she dodged the pat, slid off the bench and sprinted to Cabin Three.

'Halie –' Anna said, but Halie was already out of hearing range. She sighed, then turned to me. 'Percy, we better get packed. We leave at five tomorrow.' She got up from the table and ran after Halie.

After she was gone, chatter broke out and Chiron had to pound his hoof again. 'Now we have chosen our heroes,' he began, 'it's time for campfire. Will the heroes please wait behind.'

As everyone filed towards the campfire, me and Ben made our way to Chiron. The Ares boy (I think his name's Jacob) was already there, sheathing and unsheathing his knife over and over again. Annabeth was there a few seconds later.

Chiron gave us sad looks. 'I hope you can save these demigods. There is something strange about one of them, that's for sure. Now, when you get to Lima, look for a boy in a wheelchair. Artie decided to use that instead of crutches.'

'That's weird,' Jacob said. Ben nodded. I agreed, but Chiron looked so offended that I decided to stay quiet.

'It's not weird. Most satyrs like crutches, that's true. But some do like the wheelchair.'

Annabeth nodded.

'So, we just have to move to Lima, Ohio?' I asked, trying to change the subject.

'Yes. Artie said that one of the demigods, Rachel Berry, has a strange scent that he's never experienced before. And she's extremely powerful. If she wasn't there, I think I wouldn't send you,' Chiron admitted.

Annabeth said, 'I think we should all get to bed.'

We all agreed with her, then left for our separate cabins. When Ben and I reached Cabin Three, it was empty. No sign of the girls. 'Go pack, Ben.'

I, seeing as I was already packed, slid into my bed and instantly fell asleep.