Danielle Parker was standing in her apartment, getting ready to make a phone call. The expression on her face was that of anxiety and stress— her fingers just barely dialing the numbers that would change her life forever.

Ring, ring, ring…

Dani's heart was racing when she heard a woman's worried voice answer,

"Dani…" There was a slight, timid pause, "…are you alright?"

Dani sighs shakily into her phone, sitting down on a slightly broken, worn down chair in her kitchen, staring at the wall in front of her. "No, Annabeth, nothing is right… I need your help."

"What do you need?" Annabeth asks, curiously, unsure what to make of her sister's plea.

Dani looks down at the ground as her mind begins to focus on what had gotten her to this point—her life was not her own, and never was. Her mind begins to flash back to the memory of the day that changed her life forever.

Dani was standing in her childhood nursery, surrounded by pale, lavender walls and the scent of black coffee wafting through the apartment. In her hands, she was holding a picture of her mother, holding her in her lap on her second birthday. Her father had given her the picture on her fifth birthday, just a few weeks ago. Her mother had been gone for a little over two years. The picture was small and laminated in plastic, so that Dani couldn't hurt it, and to Dani it meant the world.

She was standing in her nursery for what seemed like hours, when suddenly, her father glided into the room with a solemn look on his face.

"Dani… Get ready." Father had said, wheeling a small, colorful Blue's Clues suitcase into the room.

"You are going on a trip."

Father was driving his orange Corvette down the sunny streets of Miami, his short, wavy hair rustling in the wind with the top down on the car. His sunglasses were on but instead of looking content like he usually did when he took Dani for a ride in his car, there was a deep frown on his face.

"I just want you to know… that I love you, and that I know you don't understand this now, but you are better off there than here." He said, nervously, knowing that Dani would barely understand.

Dani nods. "Yes, Daddy." She answers, happily oblivious, as she raises her hands up in the rushing air in the back seat. A few minutes later, they pull up to a busy place Dani had never seen before. When her father had led her out of the car, carrying her suitcase, he took her hand and walked her through big, glass doors into a large white building. Dani stared at large photos of people on the walls with suitcases just like hers in front of some kind of white background. She didn't understand what they were doing in a strange place like this, but she didn't mind because she was with her Daddy.

Dani sat down with her father and waited in some sort of lobby, listening to the loud speaker that was blaring in their ears, "Flight 101 to New York City, now boarding. Seats 23-42." This announcement was the last Dani heard before her father got up and took her to the entrance of a very strange hallway, where a woman dressed in a blue uniform stood taking white slips of printed-on paper and a nice-looking lady stood in denim shorts and a bright, orange t-shirt. Dani liked orange. It was a happy color.

Dani and her father walked up to the lady in the shorts and Dani's father nodded curtly at her. "Ms. Chase, I presume." He lets out, formally shaking her hand. "I am Brian Parker, and this… this is Dani."

Ms. Chase nodded at Dani's father and turned to look at Dani. "I am afraid that we do not have any time to waste, Mr. Parker, we are going to have to leave and skip goodbyes." She takes Dani's hand out of her father's and Dani realizes that her father wasn't going with her on this trip. It scared her a bit and she felt tears rushing into her eyes.

"Dani?" A voice jolted Dani back into the present and she heard her sister's voice cutting through the emotional thoughts of her memory.

"Oh!" Dani jumped in her seat, surprised. "Annabeth…" She gets serious again, biting her lip as she collected her wandering thoughts.

"I need you to get us into Camp Jupiter."