"Alright Percy, what's going on?" Annabeth demanded, storming into the Poseidon cabin just as Percy was getting into his bed.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, bewildered as to why the intelligent blonde had sought him out now, when she should be in her own cabin. "It's almost curfew!"

"Well, I need to talk to you, about these fairies," Annabeth said, sitting on the edge of Percy's ocean blue bed. He was suddenly very aware of how messy the cabin was. Dirty clothes had been stuffed under his bed hastily for room inspection, broken armor and weapons littered the ground from fights he had lost against Clarisse and his room smelt bad. It wasn't Percy's fault, it just happened every now and then. His room would stink, he'd clean his room and it would smell nice then after a while smell bad again.

"Ok," Percy muttered, closing his mythology book which he had open on his bedside table.

"I think there's something wrong with them," Annabeth said.

"What do you mean?" Percy asked, completely obtuse to the truth.

"I think they're dangerous."

…

Annabeth P.O.V.

I walked out Percy's cabin, slamming the door behind me. He never believed me, especially when I was probably right. I had almost broken the curfew, which would've meant cleaning with the harpies, to tell him about what I thought. But the stupid idiot that he was, Percy defended the fairies. There is definitely something wrong with him. As I entered my cabin most people were asleep, but then I saw a light on, in the mini library. I walked there and saw one of my half-sisters reading a book, her grey eyes wide open to keep her awake.

"Angie, get some sleep," I said, walking over to her.

"What?" she asked looking up, when she spotted me she shot out of her chair and gave me a shocking hug.

"Are you alright?" I asked her in concern.

"I noticed you weren't here, so I stayed up, hoping you would come back soon. I did the only thing I could do, I read an exciting book," Angie explained, laughing at my face, although to be honest I probably would've too.

"Thanks," I said, laughing with her, although we both stopped when we heard a groggy voice yell 'shut up or I'll tell Chiron'. Together we got ready and brushed our teeth, then got into bed and fell asleep.

…

Nobody P.O.V.

Everyone was exhausted that morning for unknown reasons, then at breakfast Chiron stood at the front and managed to get everyone's attention.

"Morning everyone, I hope you slept well. If you are tired, that is because we did a test last night," Chiron explained. There were grunts and groans from campers. "We created your most restless, stressful and worst dream then put it in your head, to see your reaction. Some of you reacted well, others not so well. Especially Percy Jackson."

People's gazes shot to the Poseidon table where a startled looking Percy shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He had remembered a dream of some sort that made him fell strange, but he had managed to block the dream from his mind.

"Percy, please come here," Chiron said gravely.