*Neither the PJO nor LOTR belong to me, only my OCs are mine*

Andromeda Jackson was having an awesome year. The Titan War was finished, and no longer hanging over their heads, both Percy and her were still alive, and she had done really well that school year. And now her dad was sitting on their couch. In their living room. Visiting for the second time in her life. Yes, Andy was having a great year.

Or she had, until her dad decided to open his mouth and explain his visit. From there, Andy's day had gone downhill. Had she really just finished one war only to be thrown into another? And to find out that she would never see any of her family or friends was just taking it too far. Sure, she would get some awesome presents, and she'd be able to talk with them through some mirrors, but that didn't quite make up for it.

"Now Andromeda," her dad spoke up desperately, "I know that this isn't fair, and I tried to stop it from happening, but I was overruled. The deal is set in stone, and in a week from now, at noon, you'll be transported to Arda. I'm not sure where you'll be sent, but I was told that you'll be happy over there. Happier than you would be here.

Besides, while I may not have been able to overturn the decision, I was told that I could give you some gifts to help you on your journey and life after. You'll have a mirror for communication, money, your horse, a special bag, and something of your choice. It may not be much, but it's more than you've been given in the past." Poseidon said bitterly.

Andy sighed, putting her head in her hands, before asking, "Where am I going? You said that I was going to be traveling with a group of people, who are they, where are we going, and what are we doing? What else should I know about before I leave? What's the world like?"

"Well," Poseidon started, "The world is called Middle Earth. It's a bit, a lot actually, different than Earth. They're not nearly as advanced, and they have more than humans living in the open, they-"

"Wait, what? What do you mean? Do they have monsters living in the open, does everyone know about them? Do they have gods over there, too?"

"Yes, they have gods, they're known as the valar, though they're not quite like us. They stay to themselves and they don't have children with mortals. And no, they don't have monsters like we do. They have orcs, trolls, goblins, and wargs, but not anything like Echidna or the Minotaur. They're common knowledge, too.

Anyways, as I was saying, you're going to Middle Earth, and you're going to be traveling with a group of men, dwarves, hobbits, and elves. I'm not sure who's part of it, but you'll be traveling to Mordor, to destroy the One Ring. The One Ring is an object of great power, and as long as it exists, Sauron, their Kronos, can't be defeated. You're meant to protect the bearer of the ring on their journey, and help the others.

I believe I've explained the world fairly well, unless you wanted to know about the species residing there. AS for the land itself, it's very simple and old fashioned. People live in villages, in small simple homes. There's royalty, and it's… rather old fashioned in its views. Women are to wear dresses or skirts, and stay at home. Men are to provide for the family and fight for their land and people."

"Wait," Andy interrupted angrily, "you mean that once the wars done, I'm expected to do nothing but stay at home and do as I'm told?! Do they expect me to travel cross-country side-saddle in a gaudy gown, right up to the volcano, too?!"

"No, no" Poseidon said quickly, "I'm sure that you'll be able to wear what you want in most cases, unless it's a formal event or something. And you better not let them tell you what to do. You're my daughter after all."

"When was this decided?" Sally asked shakily from her spot on the opposite couch. She had her head in her hands, and had only just finished crying and raging to herself. "I know she has a week, but what time does she have to leave? Does she have to be in some set place, with everything she wants to bring with her?"

"No," Poseidon said, moving to sit by Sally, "She'll leave at noon from wherever she is, as far as I know. I'm assuming all of her things will be brought with her, too."

Just as Poseidon finished saying this, Percy and Paul walked in, laughing. Though, their laughs didn't last for long.

"Dad, what's going on?" Percy said, as he saw his dazed sister and distressed mother. "Is something wrong? Do you need Andy and I to do something?"

Poseidon sighed, as he moved over and motioned for both of the men to take a seat.

As Poseidon began to explain the story once again, Andy stood and walked over to the window, looking out at her city. In a week, she would never see it again. As upset as she was with the news, her dad was right on one thing. She wasn't as happy as she used to be. Content and safe maybe, but not happy. Andy wouldn't admit it, but she almost missed the war and fighting. It was pretty stupid, but she was almost bored now. Besides that, she was a Demigod. She was told that she wasn't going to live past 16, and yet here she was. She had dyslexia and ADHD, and was the most electronically challenged person ever (it had taken her a year to figure out that the lock on the drop down screen meant lock the screen in place (happened to me, made me so angry)). That, and everything electronic drew monsters to her.

Thinking on it, besides the loss of family, friends, and a few modern things, she wouldn't miss much. She had always prefered crafts, like sewing and crocheting, over shopping, which would benefit her there. She had gone on her fair share of quests, too, so she knew not to eat the pretty red mushrooms at the very least, and that the speckled, oily plants generally weren't fun to touch.

Yes, Andromeda decided as she turned back to her family, maybe this adventure won't be so bad afterall.