A/N: This story was originally a sequel to another. However, since I did not like the first story, I thought I would just go ahead and publish this one.

I mean, it's not like we get text messages from them everyday, Andy thought. Really, how would that read: hey kid, reaped five cancer patients souls 2day. Luv ya, mom? But then, Andy supposed the messages would be less creepy if they were sent to kids whose mom wasn't Macaria, goddess of peaceful death. Nico would get pretty weird ones as well, but that's about it. Like Will Solace's dad, Apollo, might send him a link to a Youtube video of some new hit song.

The gods had been silent for weeks now, and everyone in the camp was on edge. Andromache Tiber, only daughter of Macaria and currently the sole inhabitant of Cabin Thirteen, could not see what the fuss was about. She had met her mom once and that was more contact than usual. The gods weren't exactly big on writing letters or sending Christmas cards.

But even the Oracle, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, had lost contact with her patron Apollo. No Iris-messages, notes, or anything remotely helpful had come through from Olympus in weeks. The only real surprise was that Sam had lost touch.

It's Kivese, now, Andy corrected herself. Sam, Andy's best friend, had been deified about three months ago. Apparently Sam wasn't a godly name so Zeus had made her change it. Kivese had quickly developed a reputation as the most helpful goddess, always answering prayers and requests from demigods. Now she was as silent as the rest of them. Andy knew Sam, and she knew her friend would never freeze her out like this.

Andy sat on the beach, her shoes discarded and her toe wiggling contentedly in the sand. The waves rushed up the sandy slope with a sinister hiss before falling back down into the sea once more. Oh, that was another thing gone wrong. Percy Jackson, son of the sea god Poseidon and leader of Camp Half-blood had disappeared this morning. Apparently he had gone into his cabin last night and never came out. Andy was supposed to be looking for him, like everyone else. But she had lost track of time down here on the beach. Oops.

Suddenly shouts came from camp. Andy twisted around, wondering if they'd found Percy. Maybe he'd fallen asleep somewhere strange and had woken up to find the camp in an uproar looking for him. Andy couldn't hear what the shouting was about, so she got up and struggled up the beach to the main part of the camp. Her shoes lay forgotten on the sand.

Andy crested the dunes and saw a great many of the campers huddled near the lake. At their center was a positively enormous storm-cloud grey stallion with massive smoke-colored wings. Andy had seen pegasi before in the camp stables, but this one was larger than any she had even seen. That could only mean one thing.

Pushing through the crowd, wriggling to the front, Andy at last came to stand next to Butch who was holding a handful of the pegasus' mane and soothing it. Cletus, Andy's satyr friend, was there and shifting anxiously from hoof to hoof.

"Andy, thank the gods," Annabeth said. She looked terrible, her blonde hair uncombed and her armor thrown on over a ripped t-shirt. She must be frantic with worry for Percy. "It's for you." Annabeth handed Andy a tightly rolled scroll. From the ribbon still dangling on the pegasus' neck, Andy guessed that the scroll had been tied to the animal.

A tiny drawing of a lyre enclosed in a sun was scribbled in one corner of the scroll. Those were the symbols of Kivese's parents: a lyre for Terpsichore muse of dance and a sun for Apollo god of light. The immenseness of the pegasus was because he was from the fields of Mount Parnassus, where Kivese lived. The pegasi there, direct descendants of the first Pegasus, were larger than most.

"Well, open it!" Annabeth snapped. "It might have something about - well, it has to be important if she went to such trouble to get it here." Andy could tell that Annabeth thought Kivese was sending a clue about Percy's location.

Andy unrolled the tightly furled scroll.

"Olympus is closed. If you wish to know why, seek out my cousin. You'll find him in Adirondack. He knew the things that were and the things that would be and the things that had been before. I wish I could say more, but I will send someone to meet you and guide you to him.

Kivese."

She read it out loud and heard the murmur of the other demigods as they pondered the meaning.

"Adirondack?" Will asked. "Where's that?"

"A park in north New York," Annabeth said, sounding bitterly disappointed. "I suppose Andy will have to go there and find this, this cousin of Kivese."

"Have you ever heard of him?" Butch asked.

"No," Annabeth said, shaking her head and looking like she'd rather go back to searching for Percy. "But I guess Andy'd better go up there and see what all this is about."

"Is this a quest?" Andy asked. "Shouldn't the Oracle assign it?"

"No, I don't think that's necessary," Annabeth said, shaking her head. "But you'd best see Chiron and see how soon you can leave."

"Wait," someone said. Will Solace pushed his way to the front of the crowd. "If this is a quest, Andy should choose companions. Even if it's not a quest, I'd like to accompany her."

"I'm going, too!" Cletus insisted.

"Fine," Annabeth said absently. "I'm going to see if I can contact Thalia, Nico, and anyone else I can get a hold of - see if they've seen Percy."

Andy pocketed the scroll as Annabeth asked Cletus to speak to the pegasus and send him home to Parnassus.

"Um, Andy, where are your shoes?" Will asked.

"Oh, yes, they have gone, haven't they?" Andy said lightly. "Come on, let's go to the Big House."

The campers started to disperse and Andy went with Will towards the Big House, leaving Cletus muttering to the pegasus. Andy looked sideways at Will. He was tall, with sun-gold hair and bright blue eyes. Will always looked like he could run a mile, he was lithe and tan. He was also nineteen. Incredibly out of Andy's league.

Andy took stock of her own appearance. Short and pale with dark, tangled hair and light brown eyes that were slightly too big for her face. Her clothes were a bit ragged and a bit small and her legs were coated up to the knee in caked sand. She was also only fifteen.

So, since it was impossible that Will could like her, Andy was stumped as to why he would volunteer for this "quest". Sure, Kivese was his half-sister and all, so Andy supposed that made this cousin of hers Will's cousin, too. Maybe he just wanted to meet his relative. Or maybe he wanted to find out why his dad wasn't talking to anyone.

"Are you always this quiet?" Will asked as they took a shortcut across the volleyball court.

"Never," Andy answered.

"Oi! Wait for me!" They turned and saw Cletus trotting after them between the rows of strawberries. The satyr was panting and practically wheezing by the time he caught up with them.

"Di immortales!" he coughed. "Do you have any idea how fast you walk?"

"Like a squirrel who's seen peanut butter!" Andy said. Cletus weakly raised his hand and accepted Andy's high five. Will seemed crossed between amusement and downright confusion. He also looked a little like he wanted to join in, but didn't know how.

"Okay, okay I'm not dying anymore," Cletus gasped, straightening up.

"Aw!" Andy said, pouting. She got the satyr in a head lock and began to drag him up the stairs to the porch.

"Chiron?" Will called.

A faint call answered and Will immediately went in.

"Where is he?" Andy asked.

"Well, he either said 'I'm in my office' or 'I hit my face'," Will said, turning down the hallway. Andy gave Cletus an amused look and he shrugged. They passed the door that led to the orientation room and another open door. Andy stopped at this one and Cletus nearly ran into her.

"What is it?" Will asked, noticing they weren't following. He backtracked and looked into the room.

It was clean, small, and utterly unremarkable. Two bobby pins lay just under the shadow of the bed and a brown barrette had been abandoned in the corner.

"Sam's room," Andy said. They looked in there silently for a moment.

"Yes?" Chiron's voice asked. Andy turned and saw the centaur peering out of his door at the end of the hall.

"We've had word from Sa - Kivese," Will said. "Andy, show him the scroll."

"How did it arrive?" Chiron asked, taking the scroll and reading it.

"Pegasus," Andy said.

"This is odd," Chiron frowned. "Kiveve's using her parents combined symbols, but not her own. She's adopted her own... so why is she using her parents?"

"Maybe she's acting on their behalf," Will mused.

"I think it's more than that," Chiron said, shaking his head. "I think she's taken it upon herself to act in the interest of all the other gods. Of course, that's just speculation. It could be she simply didn't think to use her symbol. But that's not the only odd thing. This cousin of hers, I've never heard of him. He must be some minor god or something, but I can't seem to remember anyone like this. Andromache, how soon can you leave?"

"Soon as I find my shoes," Andy said.

"Good. I take it Will and Cletus are coming with you?" Andy nodded. Chiron continued, "Well, that just leaves the question of how you're going to get to Adirondack National Park. And where he is in Adirondack; the park is over 9,000 square miles!"

"Kivese said she'd help us once we got there," Andy pointed out.

"And I can drive, if you'll let us borrow one of the vans," Will said quickly.

"Hmm, the last time we leant out one of the vans for a quest it didn't come back," Chiron remarked. "But all the same... I suppose it's all right this once. Try not to crash it, will you?"

A/N: I will probably be using this space to give a few notes on Greek myths or characters mentioned in each chapter as we go along. Think of it as a footnotes section.

Macaria: daughter of Hades and Persephone. Minors goddess associated with blissful and peaceful death

Andromache: the name comes from Homer's Iliad where Hector, a prince of Troy, has a wife named Andromache. She survived to see the death of her father, brothers, husband, and son

Terpsichore: muse of dance, her symbol was the lyre

Mount Parnassus: home of the muses, also the place where Pegasus lived towards the end of his life