*(A/N) DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus Series

"Piper, get down and buckle up. The plan is about to take off."

Jane didn't even have to look at me to know I was misbehaving- sometimes I think she has eyes in the back of her head.

Sighing, I sat down in my seat, buckled up, and got ready for the plane to take me to my new punishment- Wilderness school in the middle of nowhere. Ever since I started "stealing" items, Jane and my dad have been whisking me away to boarding school after boarding school. Every time, I kept getting kicked out.

In my defense, all I wanted to do was go to a regular public school, where I could ride the bus and be back at my house in time to eat dinner with my father. But ever since he became a famous movie star, my father has had no time for me, and Jane is just making things worse. Wilderness school was her idea. Sometimes I'd like to leave her in the wilderness- maybe she'd come back a better person- if she ever came back at all.

I closed my eyes as the plane started to take off, settling into the comfy plush chair in my father's private jet. As the plane reached its highest possible altitude, I glanced over at my father who was reading a magazine with his face plastered on the front.

"Dad, isn't there a better solution to this… problem instead of taking me to Wilderness School?"

"No, Piper. There isn't. You should have been thinking before you stole that car from the BMW dealership."

"Dad! I've already told you! I didn't steal a thing. All I did was ask for the car, and the salesman gladly gave it to me. I'm innocent, I swear!" I really was innocent; the salesman asked me to take the car after I asked him if I could borrow it. If only I didn't have a way with my words, then none of this would be happening and I'd still be surfing with my dad on the beach.

"Piper, stop lying to me. I don't understand why you always have to act out. We could have still been out there catching the waves if it weren't for your constant mistakes."

I let out a puff of air, which blew my unevenly chopped hair away from my face. My dad would never have time for me. Tristan McLean would never have time for his only daughter since he was a famous actor in Hollywood. The only thing he had time for was signing autographs, going to premieres, and being a special guest on all the hottest late night programs.

I looked outside one of the windows and saw my reflection. My horribly uneven hair was too out of control to tame- not that I would ever bother. My clothes we ripped and way to baggy- just to my liking. There was no trace of makeup on my face- or in any of my belongings either. I wasn't the type to care about my looks, it wasn't important to me. Maybe that's why I didn't fit in with all of the decked out girls with makeup caked into their faces. They would snicker behind my back because I was dressed "like a worthless native who should be on the reservation". I learned very quickly in life to block out all of the insults directed at me. In my opinion, being insulted was worse than having people worship you because your father was a famous heart-throb.

The black sky twinkled with the big Californian night lights from below, and the bright stars from above. I wanted to leave the plane; I didn't want to go to the Wilderness School for Trouble Teenagers. For some reason, I felt this impending danger that was creeping up my back, burying itself into my warm jacket. I knew something was about to happen, something big and unavoidable, and I wasn't going to like it.

My eyes slowing drifted into a deep slumber, and I had the strangest dream I've ever had in my entire life.

My dream started with me waking up in the middle of a forest with one of the biggest- the biggest wolves I'd ever seen in my life standing right in front of me. Startled, I backed up so my back was resting on a tree, and the large wolf stayed where he-she was.

"There is no need to be afraid, Piper. I won't hurt you," said the wolf. More like the wolf said it into my mind since the wolf's mouth remained closed.

"Who are you? Where am I? This dream is way too realistic to be a dream…" The forest was so peaceful- almost surreal. It felt like I was in a dream, but I knew better.

"My name is Lupa. And no, this is not a dream. I have to tell you quickly. They will come for you, and when they do, you must be prepared for the challenges you will soon face. I would train you, but there is not enough time. You must be ready, Piper."

I was vaguely aware that the name Lupa had something to do with the birth of Rome since I researched Greek and Roman Mythology with my father on his latest movie, but the rest of what Lupa was saying made absolutely no sense at all. "What do you mean, "I must be prepared?" I don't understand anything you are saying!"

"I know. You will know of everything in good time. Don't forget, they will come for you, and you must be prepared for what is to come. You will meet new people, and you must learn to get along with everyone. Strength is the key to success." Lupa the she-wolf was walking away from me now. I hastily scrambled to my feet to run after her, but she was too swift on her paws.

"Wait! I have so many questions! What's going on? Who's coming to meet me? Lupa! Wait!" I was too late; Lupa had already left the forest. I stopped running and looked at the forest. The trees were much to massive to have been real, but something in the corner of my eye attracted me to the base of a particular tree, where a shiny object was lying on the ground.

I carefully picked up the object, realizing I was harboring a sheathe with a dagger inside. I drew the dagger and found myself staring at my reflection. I felt strangely attracted to this dagger, as if the dagger was a long lost possession of mine.

Turning the dagger over, I was unprepared for what I saw in my reflection. Instead of seeing my usual scraggly, unkempt hair, I was staring at a woman with a dark cloak that seemed to have dirt falling from the small crevices of her midnight cloak. For some reason, her eyes were closed and she looked very peaceful, almost as if she were in a deep state of slumber. I peered closer into the image, and the woman's eyes shot open, as though she were staring into the depths of my soul.

I jolted awake, finding myself covering in a blanket in the same comfy, luxurious chair. It took me a moment to come to my senses from the oddest dream of my existence. I felt a cold object on my side, so I reached down to pull out the exact dagger from my dreams.

Startled, I flung the dagger to the chair opposite from where I was sitting. For a few moments, I stared as the dagger wondering how it had gotten on the plane. The one thing I knew for sure was that the dream I'd had was real. If what Lupa said was right, something was about to happen to me. All I hoped was that it wasn't going to happen on the plane.

I quietly tiptoed across the aisle to get my dagger, careful not to wake Jane or my dad. Returning to my seat, I quickly resettled into a comfortable position and was ready to awaken in the morning, ready for Wilderness School. Hoping that the kids would be civil, I closed my eyes and waited for sleep to settle in.

Unfortunately, the plane blew up before sleep could kick in and all I thought was darn, couldn't they have waited until morning?

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