Author's note (AN): How long does a ride from Long Island to San Francisco take? Four days? Five? Enjoy reading, and please review :)

Disclaimer: Percy Jackson and Heroes Of Olympus are the property of Rick Riordan.

Reyna

Reyna felt a bit sad when the legion left Camp Half-Blood. They had spend a week with their new, Greek friends, but it was time to return to Camp Jupiter. Octavian had done a lot of damage that had to be repaired. Not only he had dismissed some loyal officers, but he had also allowed, sorry, scum like Bryce Lawrence the join the legion (again).

Coincidence or not, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, the Greek oracle, sat on the co-driver's seat as they drove towards California. Reyna knew that she acted very cliché, but she turned the hi-fi on and selected California from the track list.

"We didn't really had time to talk the last time, and since we're going to spend a lot of time with each other until the Sibylline Books are reconstructed, we could as well try to get to know each other" she said. Rachel nodded. "Mind telling me how you became the oracle?" Reyna asked. "Well, I became the oracle after we had saved the world from Kronos, and I was there because I had had visions and weird dreams, and before that I had led Percy and Annabeth through the Labyrinth, because I could see through the mist, and we had met after he fought a bunch of skeletons at the Hoover dam" Reyna was confused. "Wait, wait, wait. Could you just start at the beginning?"

Rachel smiled. "Alright then."

"I have always seen more than most people. When I was younger, I saw that not all people were what they seemed to be, but nobody believes a five-year-old girl who claims that there are monsters. When I was seven, I realized that no one else could see the things I saw, and I began to think that I was insane. But I didn't tell anybody, because my family is very rich, and my father only cares about our reputation.

Three years ago, my class was visiting the Hoover dam, and while I was on the toilet, a fourteen-year-old guy barged into the room and almost killed me with a sword. An he was totally stunned when I told him that I could see the sword. He tried to convince me that he was holding a pen, but we were interrupted when he had to hide from a few really strange skeleton guys. I saved his ass and told them that he had run the other direction, and once they were gone he ran away. I was sure I'd never see him again. That was the first time I met Percy.

One year later, it was my first day on a new school, I saw him again. And not only him, but two creepy monster girls, like vampires." "Empusae" "Right. We had to run away after he killed them, and we met this friend of him, Annabeth. She was really angry when she saw me. Percy was totally oblivious of what was going on, but it was obvious that she liked him, like that way. I'm not sure if she knew it, though. Anyways, I wrote my phone number on his hand and told him to call me.

A few weeks later, we met in New York, and he told me that he needed my help, because I could see through the mist, so I could lead him and Annabeth through some labyrinth. We met Daedalus' and he told us that he had given Luke, who was working for Kronos, what he needed to get to Camp Half-Blood via the Labyrinth, but he was betrayed by Kronos and we had to flee. In the end, I threw a blue plastic brush into Kronos' eye, and thanks to Daedalus and this creepy guy, Nico, the camp could be saved, and this Daedalus guy killed himself to destroy the labyrinth.

I stayed in touch with Percy, and a year later, we were almost dating, but he had to leave so he could save the world. Around that time, the dreams and visions returned. I drew pictures in my sleep, they showed this guy, Luke, who was now possessed by Kronos, as a child, and I had visions, my hands wrote sentences in Ancient Greek, such things. And then I had a vision that Percy was in danger, and I traveled back to New York, but the city was attacked by Kronos who had forced all mortals to sleep, and my pilot fell asleep, but Annabeth saved me. Anyways, I told Percy what I had dreamt. It was one sentence: Perseus, you are not the hero.

Percy took me to Mount Olympus, and I realized that I wasn't attracted to him, that I didn't like him that way. And I told him that. He looked a bit pissed, but I've always been very straightforward, no beating around the bush.

The camp won the war, and Percy, Annabeth and Grover fought Kronos. And Kronos hurt Annabeth, and for a second the personality of the guy whom the body had belonged to before was in control, because he had been a friend of Annabeth's before the war. And Percy gave him a knife and he killed himself and took Kronos with him. At least, that's what I've been told.

You know, until that day, the oracle had resided inside a corpse, because Hades had cursed the oracle, long story, anyways, I had a vision that the curse was gone and after I had talked to Chiron, I took Percy's Pegasus and flew to Camp Half-Blood. And the oracle accepted me as its new host, and I immediately fell unconscious and recited a new prophecy, the one that the Romans call the Prophecy of the Seven."

Reyna was a bit overwhelmed. This sixteen-yeard-old teenage girl had been through more than most people in a whole lifetime. She had just experienced two wars, and she was still happy and able to laugh, unlike Nico. That thought made Reyna sad. Weaker people than her might have broken down when they would learn that they were living in a world full of monsters, gods, and other mythological creatures. Reyna admired Rachel for being so strong and self-assured.

"Thanks." Reyna was confused. "Wait, did I voice this thought?" She could feel her face redden. "Yup. You did." Oh crap.

"So, now that I have told you my story, would you tell me yours?"

"Sure. I was born in Puerto Rico…"