A/N: So, I know I promised this chapter was going to be long, but it's not... Wait, don't vow to kill me yet, because I am going to be updating my stories more frequently after the 24th. School will be out by then. I have been extremely busy with finals coming up and I just finished taking the dreaded Westest. This year has been rough, but I thank everybody who has had enough patience to deal with these irregular and short updates!

~Alex~

"What does this mean, exactly?" I asked and pointed to the fading symbol above my head. Everybody was staring at me in shock and horror. It was as if they knew I was a dangerous person and had just found out what my whole life has been like. In otherwords, I was confused and terrified, because I did not want them to know my 'job occupation'.

Chiron stepped forward, "We'll talk later. Right now, we have to go to the Big House and try to figure out what to do next."

I hesitated. The centaur wanted to kill me earlier, so why was there concern gleaming in his eyes? Believeing I was only being paranoid, I followed Chiron and Percy to the Big House. When we walked inside, I saw a man sitting in a chair wearing a leopard robe. I knew immediately I would never take this man seriously. In all honesty, I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing at his apparel. The man turned to look at me, hate gleaming in his eyes. "Great. A decendant of Athena and Poseidon; this is going to be interesting." The man stated. I disliked him in a heartbeat.

"Alex, this is Mr. D." Chrion stated. "I'll forewarn you, don't get on his bad side."

I glanced up at him with a look of mock surprise, "He actually has a good side? His first impression was terrible."

Mr. D. glared at me, "Watch it, kid. You're lucky I have not turned you into an animal or whatever yet."

Percy sighed, "Don't worry too much. Dionysus is like this all the time."

"Dionysus? The wine dude?" I asked.

Needless to say, the wine god was infuriated. "DO NOT CALL ME 'THE WINE DUDE'!"

I did not dare move, because I figured an angry god wasn't a good sight.

"Alex, go up in the attic to the Oracle." Chrion commanded.

"The Oracle?" I asked.

Percy walked toward the attic stairs, "I'll show you." I followed him and he pointed to a creepy staute-like thing in the corner. "That's the Oracle. Come back downstairs after you finished talking to her."

I was confused, "Talking?"

"You'll find out." Percy stated and climbed back downstairs.

I was left alone with the Oracle. After a heartbeat of hesitation, I walked over to her, it, whatever you want to call it . I stood there, not knowing what to say. "Um... why am I supposed to talk to a mummy-like thing?"

The Oracle's mouth dropped open and a green smoke spilled out. A voice echoed around me:

The journey of a thousand miles,

Begins by retrieving the demigod with wisdom that runs through water filled veins.

The night will be vile,

When the creature breaks free from his chains.

On your struggle toward defeat,

You shall not be alone.

You will be betrayed by one discrete,

The rightful heir will regain the throne.

The voice faded when the green smoke vanished, but I was glad. What I had just experianced chilled me to the bone, but I found the strength to get downstairs. The others looked at me expectantly. I repeated what the voice had stated and they had troubled looks on their faces.

"The first part of the prophecy is already complete." Chiron stated. "It's the rest we have to worry about."

I finally cut in their conversation, "The part I'm worried about is 'when the creature breaks free from his chains'. And 'you will be betrayed by one discrete'. Any ideas?"

Chrion shook his head, "No. Everything has been pretty quiet lately."

"What about 'on your struggle toward defeat'? Does that mean the quest is going to fail regardless what we do?" Percy asked.

"I don't know." Chrion stated and looked at me, "Do you accept this quest?"

"Do I have another choice?" I asked. Chrion shook his head. I sighed, "Okay, I'll do it." How come this sounds like I am going on a mission for MI6?

Chiron nodded, "Who are you going to take with you?"

"I'll go." Percy stated.

"Me too." A disembodied voice answered.

I looked around, trying to figure out who was talking.

Percy laughed, "I figured you would want to come, wise girl."

A blonde appeaered out of nowhere, holding a cap in her hands, "Of course, Seaweed Brain, I'm not going to let you have all the glory."

"When do we leave?" I asked.

"One week." Chrion replied. "That way, you can get a little bit of training in."

I nodded, "Well, let's train." Hope it's not as bad as Brecon Beacons!