I groaned as another way of golden light shone through the window. Pushing aside my silvery blanket, I got out of my bed in Cabin 8, Artemis. It was a few days after my claiming and I had moved into Cabin 8. When I exited the cabin, a most unexpected sight greeted me. The sun and moon seemed to be fighting. The sun would come up, and then the moon will take its place, and so on. Puzzled, I headed towards the Big House where Chiron resided.

"So, Apollo blamed Artemis for stealing his chariot." Chiron concluded. I nodded, digesting the information. Basically, Apollo's chariot was stolen and he apparently blamed my mum, which means that I have to go on a quest to get back the chariot on my mother's behalf.

"But why can't the gods settle it themselves?!" I cried, in a desperate attempt to escape the quest.

"Gods cannot enter each other's territory without invitation," Chiron explained gently, "only heroes can challenge anyone if they dare to."

However, both Chiron and I suspected it was Hades. Firstly, he had apparently sent one of his Furies from the Fields of Punishment, Mrs. Ef after me. After all, he did not have a place on the Olympus and was always trying to gain more this way or another.

"Oracle?" Chiron stared at me hesitantly. I got up, swallowed, and left.

I paid a visit to the unearthly Oracle in the attic. As I approached her, a ghostly voice chanted:

Three shall go to where thee need nerve

And shall be saved by human love

A phobia's force must one withstand

One shall suffer by a monster's hand

Not too friendly, by the looks of it. I didn't even bother to report to Chiron. Instead, I headed for the pavilion.

"Wanna come along for a quest?" I asked Samantha and Edward, glumly. It was your typical everything-is-going-wrong day. It was after dinner, one of the rare moments when you are not getting pulverised by some Ares camper in wrestling, almost burnt by steaming hot lava while scaling some 10-feet high stone wall, chased by monsters-well, you get the idea.

"What was that?" Samantha asked, eyes wide.

"A quest? I'm in!" Edward flashed me a grin, nudging Samantha, "What about you? Too chicken?"

"Ahem, do you know who you're speaking to, son of Zeus?"

"Of course I do, your highness!" Edward mocked a salute, muttering under his breath, "Filthy, unworthy daughter of Aphrodite."

"Yes Edward?" Samantha smiled sweetly, "What was that last bit?"

I sighed and got up. Usually, I would have been the most active participant in bickering. Perhaps I inherited it from my mum, Artemis, who was constantly arguing with Apollo. We took our separate paths, going back to our respective cabins. I was about to enter the Hermes cabin to join Rebecca, one of my first friends in camp, but abruptly veered away to head for cabin 8. I was claimed, wasn't I?