Read Author's Note at bottom for more details (Very important!).

Disclaimer: (I've been lazy when it comes to disclaimers.)

I'm an ADHD, book obsessed, teenage girl; and my name is not Rick Riordan, nor is it J.K. Rowling. Therefore I do not own the Percy Jackson or Harry Potter.

Besides, I would not have killed off some people's favorite characters if I did own them.

(PART TWO)

(Continued Flashback)

The next day, Thalia went through a daze. After saying goodbyes to her fellow Hunters and receiving several remarks of sympathy at having to go deal with idiotic boys, Artemis spoke an incantation, and suddenly, Thalia felt the ground spin beneath her. Her stomach churned, and she squeezed her eyes shut, and she heard a near inaudible crack. Instantly, she felt a warm breeze, thick with the scent of the ocean, and strawberries, buffer her face.

She felt a faint smile cross her lips against her will, as the sweet, yet salty aroma fill her nose and calm her aching stomach and sides. Opening her eyes slowly, she looked around her and discovered she was on the top of Half-Blood Hill. To one side, strawberry fields stretched across and at the bottom of the hill, and down the hill in front of her, the Big House stood out like sore thumb, it's baby blue paint job contrasting against the lush green grass, and beyond that, Thalia could see the top of the rock climbing wall, spewing lava, and crushing against each other with a crunch. She could see the cabins, first twelve of the Olympians, and two wings branching off on either side, creating a large Ω. Even further, if she focused very hard, she could see the tips of the columns a part of the dining pavilion, and the roof of the pegasi stables.

She turned at the sound of a snort, catching movement out of the corner of her eye. A giant dragon with coppery scales that glistened in the sun, was wrapped around a giant pine tree, it's head currently fixed on her. She and dragon locked eye contact. Thalia smiled and walked over and scratched the dragon underneath the dragon's head, who made a rumble deep from its throat, voicing its content.

"Hey Peleus, you doing a good job guarding my tree?" At this, Thalia looked up at her tree, to a shimmering, golden, fur pelt, hanging from one of it's branches. She grinned at the Golden Fleece; the pelt of a magical ram whose magical healing abilities gave her a second chance in life.

Even though the reason why she had been able to come back, was for the evil Titan, Kronos, lord of time, to put another 'bring another pawn into the game', Thalia was glad that she had been poisoned; that may not sound right, but if she hadn't been poisoned, or her tree to be exact- none of the events leading up to her return would have happened, and she would not have been able to reap the rewards of her sacrifice, even if it was only for a short amount of time, for she would not have been the only one to gain from the benefits. (From what she had heard from Annabeth's and Percy's occasional IM's -Iris Messaging, not Instant Messaging. [Using mortal technology is like lighting a sparkler or firework in pitch black. Monsters get attracted to it like moths to a flame] - they had more campers than they had in all their years at camp.) (This feels like rambling. Oops.) When Thalia had sacrificed herself for her friends, her family, she had created a powerful boundary, that even if her spirit was no longer maintaining it (That was the Fleece's job now.), her camp would be untouchable by the monsters beyond its shield.

So you can imagine how ticked she was when she heard the story about the Battle of the Labyrinth.

After a few more minutes of petting Peleus, and going deep into thought, about old times, she gave Peleus one last pat before heading down the hall towards the Big House. Campers were already beginning to mill around, no doubt probably waiting for the schedules for the day to begin, so Thalia plenty of varying looks; confusion, surprise, curiosity. Thalia couldn't blame them; her silvery apparel and faint glow of immortality, made her stand out and made it obvious that she was a Hunter. A lone Hunter in a boy-infested camp, in one of those 'peaceful' intervals in history where there was absolutely no war going or any quarrel of any sort.

"Are you Thalia?" She spun around to face a short, small girl, with tousled dirty blonde hair and golden eyes. A golden quiver was strapped to her back, the strap crossing over her chest. She couldn't have been older than 8. Thalia narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"Do I know you?" Thalia said slowly. The small girl's eyes widened and she feverishly shook her head.

"No, you don't." Thalia raised an eyebrow.

"Then how do you know my name?" If the little girl could look anymore surprised, she did. Her mouth opened into an o.

"You're, like, famous! Everyone knows you!" The girl exclaimed. "They know that you're a daughter of Zeus, and that you joined the Hunters of Artemis, to not be the half-blood of the first Great Prophecy, and like immediately became the first Lieutenant. And that you fought in the Titan War and-,"

"Skylar, calm down and give her some space." A voice came from behind Thalia, and Thalia glanced over her shoulder to see a certain son of Poseidon walking towards them. A grin broke across Thalia's face.

"Hey Kelp Head." She said, smirking.

"What's up, Pinecone Face?" Percy shot back.

"Got a message from a certain immortal about another chore that has to be done, and sadly- I've been elected to be one of its participants." Thalia felt herself beginning to scowl, and when she heard Percy snort.

"Yeah. And speaking of which, Chiron sent me to hunt you down and figure out what was taking you so long." He shot looks at the crowd that had begun to gather, and they scattered. The little girl Skylar, didn't move, her eyes looking back and forth between me and Percy and suddenly, I wondered if she was thinking about one of mine and Percy's little fights during Capture the Flag; an event that felt like so long ago.

Percy gave Skylar a look.

"Don't you think you should be getting back to the Apollo cabin? Cabin inspection is at noon and you guys have got a lot of work to do."

Skylar groaned and her shoulders sagged.

"It was an accident!" The daughter of Apollo whined. Percy scoffed.

"If that was what happens when you do it accidentally, I'd hate to see the wreckage if you detonated that exploding arrow on purpose."

Skylar bottom lip jutted out to form a pout.

"Go to your cabin, Skylar." Percy spoke sternly, after Skylar still hadn't left. Skylar eyes darted up to Percy's face and she flinched as she caught the glare he was giving her.

"Bye, Thalia." She waved quickly to Thalia, before darting away to the cabins, just a golden and orange blur streaking across the lawn. Thalia's eyes followed the small girl until she fell out of sight, which was two seconds later. Thalia raised an eyebrow at Percy questioningly.

"Well, she's speedy. Care to tell me what that's all about?" Percy just shrugged, his usual Seaweed Brain face on, that said, Don't-look-at-me-how-am-I-supposed-to-know?

"Chiron thinks that it's a gift she's got; like how some Aphrodite kids got that charmspeak of theirs, and how I can control water and how you can control lightning." Okay. Could have been better, but wasn't a total Percy-like response.

"And that accident?" Percy wrinkled his nose.

"Long story. We can tell you it later, but for now, we have to get the Big House. Everyone else is already there."

"Everyone else?"

"Just come on."

(Line break! Question Time Below!)

After Thalia and Percy reached the Big House five minutes later- during which they caught up about their life since their last IM; and comparing ideas to what this quest might be about- Percy pushed opened the door and made a beeline straight for the game room, aka the meeting place for the head counselors.

"I got her." Percy said as he waltzed into the room. "Skylar looked like she was about to jump her."

Thalia looked around Percy to see the occupants of the room. At the head of the ping-pong table, Chiron sat in his wheelchair, smiling at Thalia, and on his left sat Rachel Elizabeth Dare, the oracle of Delphi, and a mortal. In front of her was a sketchbook, which she was drawing madly on with black charcoal. She didn't seem to realize that Thalia was there yet, continuing to draw a giant castle on the white paper. Next to Rachel sat Annabeth, her curly blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and her fierce gray eyes sparkling as she caught sight of Thalia.

Across from Annabeth and Rachel sat... Nico. Thalia frowned. Why the son of Hades was here, she did not know. At the end of the table, Chiron cleared his throat. Rachel looked up from her sketch to look at the centaur.

"Now that everyone is here-," Thalia resisted the urge to roll her eyes at his pointed statement. "-we can begin this meeting."

"This is about the quest, right?" Started Annabeth. Percy had sat down next to her, and now Annabeth was apparently unconsciously leaning towards him. Chiron nodded.

"Now, you have been all informed that this quest was assigned by the Lady Hecate herself. She has specifically selected you to be the quest members." Next to Thalia, Nico made a small sound like snorting.

"This doesn't have anything to do with the last Titan War does it?" Thalia heard herself ask.

"Thank the gods, no." Chiron sighed. "This is on entirely different matter." There was an audible sigh of relief from all around the room.

"Then what's this about? We're at peace right now." Annabeth voice didn't match her expression, for it was one of frustration. Of course, Annabeth does not like knowing things.

"Yes, Annabeth; we may be at peace, but others are not. In fact, over in Great Britain, a war is brewing. It has not yet come, but it is coming, and a fight is inevitable. The calm before the storm, so to speak." Across the table, Percy narrowed his eyes.

"More demigods?" He said, voicing the question they were all asking ourselves. But it wasn't Chiron who spoke, but Nico; who had been quiet the whole time.

"Not demigods." He muttered darkly, the shadows growing thicker around him. "Wizards."

A shocked silence filled the air after that, quickly broken by Chiron who cleared his throat.

"Ah, yes. The blessed of the Lady Hecate; gifted with the power of wizardry and witchcraft, veiled by the Mist- and no knowledge of how they gained their magical abilities."

"Wizards? Really?" Percy was forcing a smile; Thalia couldn't blame him. Chiron had to be joking.

"I can see why you would doubt this proposal. But children," Chiron said, looking at all us, gazing into our eyes with his own warm, wise, brown ones. "The Mist hides and warps the vision of the mortals for everything they cannot be able to understand or comprehend. It makes them see what makes sense to them. An ordinary mortal would have had the same reaction as you did, and if they were to see wizards performing magic? Well, I am sure I have said this once before; the Mist is a powerful thing."

"Okay, then..." Annabeth said, as we began to get used to the fact that wizards and witches existed. Hey, we're demigods, we used to this kind of crap; it gets thrown at us pretty much everyday, and one way or another, tries to kill us.

"What's the problem then? What's this have to do with this quest?" Percy said slowly, though Thalia was pretty sure that even he was starting to put the puzzle pieces together.

"I have a old friend over there, who I have not spoken to for many years, who once saved my life. It is time to repay old debts."

"What do we need to do?" Thalia said, leaning forward. Suddenly Rachel went stiff. Her eyes seemed to grow a more vibrant green and mist poured from her mouth and billowed up around her.

"Oops." Too late.

"Across the water, to the east,

The Bane of Hecate's revenge unleashed,

Four half-bloods, godly kin,

Shall find the traitor from within,

Fear escaped from an empty prison,

United with the newly arisen,

Duty of messenger of the dead,

Signs of the future fatally misread,

Daughter of wisdom shall conquer the mirror,

The son of the sea's greatest fear."

Rachel slumped forward onto the table, her fall cushioned by Annabeth, who was the only one who still seemed to be able to move. The room was silent.

"We're so screwed."

Huh! I wonder who said that?

Percy Jackson Questions this time!

1. When is Percy's birthday? When is Thalia's?

2. Who are the companions of Prometheus when him and Percy hold a meeting under a white flag? (Last Olympian reference!)

3. What kind of flower did Persephone change Nico into? (Brought up several times in the Sword of Hades)

A/N:

OMG. I am soooo sorry! I am so sorry I've taken so long to update a new chapter! I just was able to get this out (2,306 words people!) and man, that prophecy was a butt. So hard to get it to rhyme...

I'm going to try to update this more.

Also this is part 2 of 3; I might try to press all these parts together later on.

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Random thought of the Day: (Actually not that random)

I HAVE BEEN SEEING WEEPING ANGELS EVERYWHERE! I SHOULD NEVER HAVE WATCHED 'BLINK' AGAIN! (Doctor Who)