Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson that would be Rick Riordan.
The new kid just stared at me, he looked 16 years old but it was hard to tell, he had his face partially covered by a veil and I could only see his cold dark eyes. He exchanged glances with Bobby and an understanding passed between them.
I just stood there completely bewildered at this turn of events. A few seconds later, the new kid raised his hands and the shadows around him covered him until he dissolved into nothing. Boy and hellhound disappeared into thin air.
"Shadow travel…" I thought, but just as I said it a piercing pain crossed my head, like I had remembered something I shouldn't have. The moment passed but the memory was lost.
"What was that about shadow travel?" Reyna asked suspiciously "You know our secrets demigod?"
I didn't know what to say, I didn't know what shadow travel was but still… I felt like I should know.
"That's what I've been trying to tell you, I don't remember who I am." I said trying to sound calm about it, not letting worry enter my voice. I didn't know these guys, but something told me they wouldn't respond well to weakness.
I looked, and noticed Bobby and Reyna were exchanging glances, trying to decide what to do with me.
"Well you are coming with us, we can talk safely at the camp" Bobby told me "Gwendolyn has already sent word of your arrival."
I didn't understand what they were talking about but I noticed the basilisk was almost fully healed, and I didn't want to fight it again. Still, the way Reyna had tried to kill me. Something told me I was entering dangerous territory.
"Why should I trust you?" It came out louder than I wanted it to, but I couldn't help myself, Reyna was looking at me with anger in her eyes. "You tried to kill me!"
Bobby just shocked his head sadly like he was used to saying this and didn't want to repeat it one more time, for the first time I noticed the battle scars in his face, they had faded but they were still visible.
"No choice" He said pointing to the basilisk.
I had hoped he wouldn't say something logical like that. I followed them outside. Bobby let go a loud whistle and 3 Pegasus came soaring through the sky and landed without a sound, on the soft grass of the school playground.
None of them struck me as peculiar but I did notice they were three, and that meant, I was clearly expected to come with them. That didn't exactly reassure me. I quickly moved toward one of the Pegasus, got on and soared through the sky with Reyna and Bobby close behind me.
The next few hours were a blur. I felt exhausted from my fight with the basilisk and fell asleep on my Pegasus.
Demigod dreams suck, even in my amnesia state I remembered that much. It's just that they are never just dreams, they have to be visions or omens, which always make my head, hurt, and leave me more confused than before I had the dream.
I was standing outside a big wooden mansion. It was incredibly beautiful, but it had been badly damaged by a fire. The grass was overgrown, like no one had taken care of it in a while and the house had an empty feel to it.
"Son of Poseidon"
The sound of that voice startled me and I quickly looked back. A woman was standing behind me, dressed in a simple white dress, but her presence irradiated power. For some reason I decided it would be safest to kneel.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Juno, Queen of the Heaven."
I was a little taken aback by this turn of events. I didn't remember who I was but somehow I knew she wasn't lying. She looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to make the first move.
At that moment I had a million questions I wanted to ask, it's just that one of them was more important.
"Who am I?
As soon as I asked it, I regretted it. I felt so lost and helpless, not knowing who I was.
"You are part of something bigger than you, as always" She said as she extended her hand around her. "You must follow these new demigods and infiltrate their camp. Gain their trust. Only then can the world be saved."
As she said these words her body began to glow and flicker while she started to disappear.
I began to panic. Here was my one source of information, someone who knew who I was, disappearing.
"Wait!" I shouted "At least tell me, what's my name?"
I could have sworn I saw her face grinning in amusement as she vanished.
"You are the greatest hero of these millennia, Percy Jackson, as always."
And with that she vanished.