I do not own PJO. If I did, I probably wouldn't be writing on this website. Ha, ha, I hope you all like it! I'm trying to use EVERY single one of your characters because they are too awesome to choose between! BTW: if you entered late, I'll STILL include your character, cause that's the way I am!

(Kalika's POV)

I never thought life at camp could get worse. I love it here, but we had so much violence, the missing camper, then the fire, and then the phycotic killer. Am I getting ahead of myself? Well, let me backtrack a couple of weeks ago, oh a couple of days after the fire...

Distress loomed in the air, more demigods keep coming, but the monsters keep coming, too. More and more vicious each time. It's worrying. My half brother, Nico and I were on pretty good terms. Until of course, he dissapeared. I was interrogated for weeks; I felt like a bug underneath a microscope. Trapped. I get along with people fine, but being observed? No way. I like to me, ah more mysterious, I guess. I don't even know if you can call it that! I decided to visit my friend, Andrew, a son of Thantos. Only, the journey to the almost hidden cabin wasn't pleasant. At all. I ran into some, um I guess you can say people I'm not on good terms with. I was walking from archery to Andrew's cabin, lost in thought when I ran into Phere. I absolutely hate that no good son of Hermes! He's a total jerk! Then again, he's hot, heroic, and has a wicked awesome sword... No! I hate him! Don't I? Okay, I guess we're neutral, but he just...I can't explain it. Then, hardly two steps further, I ran into Frederika.

"Hi, Freddie." I said, trying to ignore the bag she was carrying. Curiosity got the better of me. "What's in the bag?"

"Oh, just some apples. Some satyr nicked my bow and arrows earlier, so Connor, Travis, and Austin helped me get these."

"For what?"

"I'm going to throw these at him until I get my arrows back." Okay...see? This is why I don't talk to her! Throwing apples at a satyr, who'd do that?

"Did you tell the –"

"No, I didn't. I work better that way." Again, weird. I ran into 7 more people on my way to Andrew's cabin. By the time I was barely a yard away, the horn rang for dinner in the Pavilion. Whoope.

(Kyle's POV)

The worst day of your life can start and you don't even realize it until it's too late to back down. That's the kind of situation I was in when someone accidentally broke this old vase up in the attic. No one realized that it actually had this freaky possing spirit that possess people and forces them to become a cold blooded murderer, but once it's left the person's body, they remember nothing. How do I know this? Well, I guess it started when I was cleaning up my cabin (kind of...) and Trinity, a daughter of Athena came in.

"Hi, Kyle. You need to come to the Big House, Chiron wants to talk to us about some new quest? I really don't know the details."

"Okay, fine." I should've said no. I absolutely should've said no, it would've saved us a whole lot of grief. Nevertheless, I followed Trinity into the Big House. There, I saw the two remaining kids of Hades, the son of Hestia, Dante, Terra (she had come to camp recently, and knows a lot of swear words. Poor stayrs, they tired to separate her from her black gloves) Isabella from Demeter, my other cousins, the two daughters of Zeus, Austin and Dancia from Apollo, Everlyn from Thantos, Kara and Phere from Hermes, and of course, Annabelle and Lissa Morace from Aphrodite. Everyone seemed really uncomfortable, not just because there were a lot of people here, but because when Chiron picks out a meeting for certain campers, not just the counselors, it can't be good.

"Attention Campers!" said Chiron, "It has come to my attention that a few quests need to be issued out. 3 goddesses have gone missing, along with a camper." This was shocking, everyone just thought it was one camper who went missing. "Since there are a vast majortiy of you, I have decided to send you out in groups of four." Uh oh, three is the magic number, if four people head out, only three come back. Every single quest should only have three people!

"Trinity, will you so kind as to run upstairs into the attic so to grab a few items for me? They'll pop out at you, so you'll know which ones to grab."

"Okay, but I sure hope it isn't anything live." I watched Trinity run upstairs and open the attic door. A few minutes later, we heard a crash. Did I mention that Trinity was clumsy?

(Trinity's POV)

I headed up into the dark, dank, musty attic. I hate it up there, it was a hole of evil. Little did I know just how much evil was actually up there. When I was in the attic, I saw Aphrodite's scarf, left over from Percy's first quest. I started walking to it, knowing that was probably one of the items Chiron was talking about. I didn't see an old vase with Greek writitng on it, so naturally, I tripped over it. It shattered, sending bits of clay everywhere. I hurriedly grabbed Aphrodite's scarf and cleaned up the mess. Once I had also gotten a silver arrow, and a flower (a carnation, to be exact) I felt a strange sense of emotion come over me, like some disease had entered my system. I reached for my side, and made sure my sword was at my side. It was. I headed downstairs slowly, my head feeling heavy. I was sure I was getting sick. I couldn't be, though!

After the meeting, I was feeling worse than ever, not just because I had to go and resuce Aphrodite, but from my illness. Suddenly, out on the front lawn, I collapsed. When I woke up, I wasn't myself. It was a strange feeling, like...like...I could do anything. It was a mad rush of power. And I loved it.

Oh no! What will happen to Trinity now? Read, and review and I'll let you know! You guys are awesome! Thank you SO MUCH for reviewing and I'm sorry I couldn't have updated sooner. I was busy reading Rick Riordan's new book: The Throne of Fire. Sadly, it wasn't as good as The Lost Hero. But whatever! Please review! -Imtotallyluvinmylife