A/N: Here is Chapter 4! I also edited a bit of Chapter 3, it's only a few details I added, so it's pretty much just the same, I just said just in case you wanted to know. Anyways I'm trying my best to post chapters faster and PM you guys the answers to your questions to your reviews and comments, so far I have like tons of ideas for the story and yeah , this is for you guys!

P.S.: Sorry if this part is shorter; this is just an extension of what happened in Chapter 3. And I used a portion of The Lightning Thief for this chapter, but it's sort of like a flashback dream thing…I guess. . So anyways, enjoy!

I went back to our section of the camp and it was unusually lazy. The people leaned against the tents doing lazy things like rereading the ancient Elementalists scrolls, playing card games, talking about random stuff, and polishing their weapons. The girls, I could say they are looking at their reflections on the mirror, braiding each other's hair, and gossiping. They seemed tired…so I'll cut them some slack for today, I mean it was a long day and it was pretty tiring to transfer from somewhere in the cold Canadian wilderness to a warmer place in New York. I just decided to go back to my tent and relax; I needed to sort out my thoughts. There are many thoughts that are rushing through my head than ever before. Something is going on here, and I need to find answers right away, my conscience and thoughts are killing me on the inside.

Later at night, during dinner

I was eating alone at the main table and then I saw a plate settle beside mine. I looked up and saw Prodigy and my sister, Cassandra. They sat down and started to eat, somehow, I already know what Prodigy is going to talk about with me.

"How are you, brother? I haven't talked to or seen you for the whole day." Cassandra said as she started to pick on the food on her plate.

"It was okay, I guess…" I said.

"So, Evander, you have a thing for the camper girl?" he asked, as he ate the first spoonful of his mashed potato salad.

"What camper girl, what thing?" I asked moodily.

"You know the blonde girl, grey eyes, you have to spill the details, don't try to deny it, I saw you had eye contact with her earlier." He said.

"You mean Annabeth?" I said.

"So you do have a thing for her." He said.

"Great, I'm that oblivious?" I groaned as I took a sip of my drink.

"I guess I know you better than you know yourself and I've known you for almost your whole life, my friend, you are sometimes as oblivious as Cassandra." He said.

"Hey! Don't blame me!" Cassandra said as she nudged Prodigy's arm.

"Look, Prodigy, I don't have a thing for her; besides I barely even know her, if you saw the look she gave me, she looks like she was plotting ways on how to kill me." I said.

"Okay, whatever, Ev, have it your way, but in my record, you do have a thing for her, and remember she can't… fraternize with you, Lord Crius' orders." He chuckled and laughed as he patted my back.

"Haha, very funny." I said sarcastically.

"Stop teasing him, Prodigy, he clearly doesn't have a thing for her, I know my brother more than you do, and if he did, I would've preferred her among us than the Wicked Witch of the West." She said as she had a disgusted face turned to Aglaia.

"You mean Aglaia?" Prodigy asked.

"What do you think, Mr. Know-it-all?" she said.

"Alright, have it your way, jeez, you two really are brother and sister." He chuckled as he took another scoop of his mashed potatoes. Yeah even if Prodigy is my best friend, he can tease me until I explode like once, but I don't want to talk about it.

We continued to eat out dinner in silence and after that I placed my plate away and walked away to my tent. Somehow I couldn't stop thinking about fuzzy thoughts in my mind. I changed to my sleeping robes and I lay down on my bed and slept.

Dream:

It was night time and I saw a boy, probably around 12 years old, with a mop of black hair, collapsing in a porch, with the ceiling fan and yellow light with moths flying around it, somehow it looks like the one at the house in the entrance of the camp. The boy looked like he was worn out from a fight. I saw then a girl with blonde hair, who looks like the same age as the boy, I couldn't make out her face though since it was fuzzy. Then a centaur came to the picture, he looked familiar, but his face was fuzzy too.

"He's the one, he must be the one." the girl said.

"Silence, Annabeth," The man said "He's still conscious. Bring him inside."

Then they brought the boy inside and lay him on a bed inside one of the rooms in that house.

Then the scene shifted…..

The boy seems half awake, his face is also fuzzy, wow, how many fuzzy faces are there in this dream? Anyways the girl was feeding him some stuff that looked like pudding.

"What will happen at the summer solstice?" she asked.

"What?" the boy managed to croak.

"What's going on? What was stolen? We've only got a few weeks!" she said, looking around as she looked around, as if she was afraid someone would overhear.

"I'm sorry...I don't…." he mumbled.

When the door knocked, the girl immediately filled the boy's mouth with pudding. Then after a while, the girl stood up and got out of the room.

Suddenly I woke up panting and with my head filled with many thoughts and visions; enough to make my brain explode. I never experienced and something strange is going on in here. I checked my clock on the table beside my bed…12:00 AM. So I took out my medicine case and took a sleeping pill. Then I put the case back in its place and I flopped back on my bed and waited for the pill to take effect. After a while I blacked out…in a dreamless sleep this time.