Prologue
Percy's pov
We had been staying at camp Jupiter for about a week now. We had finally gotten settled in a bit and were about to leave but then Annabeth went missing. I was now walking in a dark forest at night trying to find her. Someone had told me in a dream that she would be here. It was likely to be a trap; I didn't recognize the voice, but Annabeth was worth it. I was standing in the place I was supposed to meet. Why wasn't Annabeth here? Behind me I heard a twig snap. I turned around and came face to face with a hell hound; and it wasn't Mrs. O'Leary.
Fang's pov
It was a beautiful night. The others had broken camp. The little ones were all exhausted, but Iggy was full of energy. I agreed to fly with him for a little while. I was feeling a bit restless myself. I was a bit worried about him, too. Last night, he was rolling around and his sleep a lot saying incomprehensible things. He had been acting strange all day too. He kept feeling something in his pocket, though I couldn't imagine what it might be. We were flying over a large forest. Iggy suddenly stopped. The quizzical look I shot him was useless of course because he was blind. He tilted his head a bit; he was listening. Two seconds later I heard an agonizing scream come from below.
Iggy's pov
I usually wouldn't believe that my dreams could actually affect my real life; the one I had last night had been different, though. I found myself waking up on a cold concrete floor. I looked around- I could always see in my dreams- I was in a parking garage. I heard a deep voice from behind me.
"Good, you're awake," it said. I turned around to see the ugliest man I had ever seen. His face was red and welted and he had the appearance of someone that worked on machinery for a living. He had engine grease stains on his shirt.
"Who are you?" I asked him.
"I am Hephaestus, your father." I just gaped at him. I really didn't know what to think.
"You mean like, god of the forge and fire and stuff? That Hephaestus?" I asked him. He smiled at me and nodded.
"Here I want you to have these," he said handing me a pair of glasses. I looked at him quizzically. "I have to go now, I'm sorry. Zeus decreed Olympus silent many months ago. Good luck, Iggy," he said. I woke up a few moments later. I walked over to where the other awake flock members stood. I put my hands in my jacket pockets casually, and almost jumped ten feet into the air. I felt my pocket, just to be sure. And sure enough the glasses were there.
I hadn't tried them on yet; I didn't want the others to ask. I still couldn't help but be curious though. I was now flying over a forest with Fang. It was a good night for flying. I heard something down below, so I stopped. A few moments later, someone screamed.