Percy went to sleep that night thankful for the thousandth time that he wouldn't have those terrible prophetic dreams about the war anymore. As soon as his head hit the pillow he was swept way. First he started dreaming of Annabeth but too soon that dream began to be replaced by another.

Percy saw an old man sitting on a porch that looked suspiciously like the wrap-around on of the big house. The man looked about 70 with grayish-white hair, a tall build that still was rather fit for his advanced age (no potbelly or anything). His face had many wrinkles as well as deep smile lines. He was sitting on a rocking chair basking in the sun and was watching some kids, who Percy assumed were demigods, spar with a pair of sea-green eyes. They all seemed to be in between the ages of 12 and 7.

"Keep your head up and pay attention you buffoon!" shouted the old man at one of the youngest boys in the group.

A little while later the group was disturbed again. "Really! How could you have let him get that hit. Back in my day even a newbie could have defended against that sorry attempt of a strike."

The group of young kids turned and glared at the man.

"Will you be quite so we can spar!" This came from the oldest girl.

"I'm trying to prepare you for the real world. Honestly one would think Chiron did nothing to train you anymore, or maybe it's just he had to lower his standards when it came to you all."

The group turned around and tried to go back to fighting.

"When I was a boy-"

"Will you SHUT UP ALREADY!" said the girl again.

"Respect your elders little lady! As I was saying, back in my day one couldn't even leave camp without being attacked by at least three different monsters, you all have it easy. But, then again, you would be dead if you didn't."

"THAT IS IT OLD MAN!" The girl began marching to the porch. Suddenly another girl appeared from the woods.

"Oh there you are-" she said but then she took in the scene in front of her. She walked up to the angry girl and grabbed her arm.

"Just leave him be." She told her in a hushed voice.

"If he says one more thing…."

"Follow me, I'll show you somewhere better to train."

The group of kids followed the dark haired girl with electric eyes into a clearing in the forest.

The dream flashed back to the old man.

"Did you seen that Annabeth? The character is lacking in young people these days. It must be because none of them have to prepare for an upcoming war like we did."

"Percy…."

Percy woke up with a start.

Oh gods no…