Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, plain and simple.
He awoke to the sound of deafening shrieks, and the nippy summer night suddenly became very warm. The wind rushed into Cabin Number 3. Percy looked around, trying to find the cause of what aroused him from his sleep.
Flames, burning their way up the towering redwoods and scorching the underbrush that circled most of the campground. The crackling of wood all around me, the only thing I could make out was a voice, which he recognized as Chiron's, shouting as loud as he could, "Meet at the lake, as fast as you can go!"
For the lake Percy sprinted, hoping everyone was safe. When he there, he began looking in the crowd of campers to make sure his friends was safe. He saw many familiar faces, the Stoll brothers, Clarisse, Grover, and Thalia. But one person was missing. He could not find Annnabeth anywhere he looked in the clutter of people.
"It seems like everyone is accounted for," said Mr. D.
"Mr. D, Chiron, Annabeth's not here!" Percy said.
Suddenly an Iris-message appeared over the lake, and they saw a face that was very familiar to Camp Half-Blood glaring straight into their eyes.
"You want to know what happened to her, do you?" Luke's cold voice said, with a smile on his face. "I started this fire as a distraction to take Annabeth, without anyone noticing."
The Iris-message faded, and an uproar of chatter broke out upon the campers.
"So it is him who started the fire that burned my best deck of pinochle cards He'll pay for that," Mr. D. said.
Percy came back to Grover and said, "I know where he's hiding her. She's on the Princess Andromeda."
This is my first PJO fan fic. Please review!