A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I was working on other stories. Enjoy the new chapter!

Lucy's POV

We all rushed to the Big House as fast as we could, to see Chiron standing on the porch with a stressed look on his face.

"Hello, I'm glad you came. We have a slight problem," he said evasively.

"What is it?" asked Annabeth.

"Well…. um…. Why don't we just have her tell you then?" Chiron told us. He opened the door to the Big House and led us inside. A girl with black hair and black clothes, who was about Percy and Annabeth's age, was lounging in a chair inside. She seemed nervous and jumpy and when she saw us walking through the door, a look of concern took over her face.

"Thalia, is everything all right?" asked Annabeth anxiously. The girl bit her lip.

"Hey, Annabeth, Percy, Nico and…" she stopped and looked at me.

"Lucy Edson, granddaughter of Poseidon on my dad's side, granddaughter of Apollo on my mom's side, and great granddaughter of Aphrodite, also on my mom's side," I announced.

"Nice to meet you, Lucy. I'm Thalia, daughter of Zeus," she said, holding out her hand for me to shake. I took it and smiled at her. After the introduction, she looked nervous again, "Well, I should probably explain why I'm here. Well… Lady Artemis gave me permission to come and tell you… that…" she stopped talking for a minute, and there was dead silence, tension hanging in the air.

"What did you need to tell us?" asked Percy anxiously.

"Well, you know how Grover's been out trying to spread the message that Pan has died?" Everyone nodded, urging her to continue, "Well… he sent me an Iris Message the other day…."

"What did he say?" asked Percy excitedly, forgetting Thalia's anxiousness. I'd heard about Grover, he was Percy and Annabeth's best friend, so I'd imagine them being very excited about hearing from him.

"Well… he's in trouble… he said he was somewhere in San Francisco… he told me to come to you immediately…" she gave them a look of pity. Percy and Annabeth stood in shock for a moment, until Nico decided to break the dreadful silence.

"So what are we gonna do?" he asked.

"We're going to ask Chiron for a quest," answered Annabeth, taking a deep breath.

"You have my permission to proceed in going on the quest, on one condition, Lucy leads the quest," was Chiron's reply when we'd gone to him and asked him to grant us a quest. The last four words that came out of his mouth were definitely not what I thought they were going to be.

"What? Why me? I've never even been on a quest before in my life!" I complained.

"Precisely, now go on and visit the oracle in the spare room before dinner," was all he said in response as he trotted away to the Pavilion, and, confused, the five of us walked back into the Big House.

"Lucy, just go up to the spare room and ask the oracle for a prophecy! I mean, how hard can it be?" countered Nico when I argued.

"Oh, it isn't that hard, but it sure is creepy. You'll be scarred," Percy answered. What a great confidence booster, I thought bitterly.

"Thanks, Percy, that's just the pep-talk I needed before I go into the creepy spare room to speak to a creepy oracle," I said sarcastically.

"Hey, be glad it's Rachael now instead of that decaying mummy in the attic, besides, her room isn't that creepy," defended Percy, shivering slightly. MUMMY?!, I thought, but decided not to mention it.

"Who's Rachael?" I asked instead.

"My mortal friend that took on the Spirit of Delphi and became the camp oracle," answered Percy like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Oh, I'll be sure to say hi," was my response as I left the room to go consult the oracle.

"Hi, you must be Rachael. Percy says hi," I started as I entered the small spare room in the Big House. There was a young girl the same age as Thalia, Percy, and Annabeth sitting on a dusty bed. She had frizzy red hair and green eyes and was holding an IPod. She smiled up at me.

"That's my name, and tell him I said hi back. I bet you're here for a prophecy, some kind of quest?" she guessed. I nodded and a dazed look took over her face. Green mist came out of her mouth and she began to speak the prophecy:

"Five shall journey to unknown lands,

An innocent life rests in their hands,

And if they shall fail to find the one that they've lost,

They all must pay the dreadful cost."

When she stopped, she seemed to regain her consciousness and shook her head, like a dog does when it's wet. "You should go now," she suggested, "Bye, and good luck on your quest."

"Thanks, bye," I said, and speed-walked back out the door. I told the other four and Chiron about the prophecy after dinner and Chiron said we'd be leaving for the quest the next morning, great, I thought bitterly. This would be fun.