Rachel Dare, a.k.a. The Oracle

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"Did anyone say 'The Oracle!'" a voice said, causing most of them to jump out of their skins. Rachel Dare popped out from the shadows. "Who are they?" Rachel asked, who had a long day and didn't bother for politeness. "New demigods?" "Nope" Percy said, popping the p. Annabeth rolled her eyes and replied," They're just some..." Annabeth broke off, not sure what to call them. "Wizards" Hermione said. "Freaks" Iggy muttered. "Mutant Freaks" Fang corrected. "Yeah...that. They showed up, and the borders didn't stop them or anything, but they're not demigods. Max and her flock have wings, and can fly , and some have other powers. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny have wands, and can use magic at will, with some exceptions.

"Really?" Rachel said, brightening up. "If they stay, I can paint something..." She started rummaging around in her bag. "No". Chiron said. "Rachel , do you have a prophecy?" Rachel studied them for a second, and then without warning, doubled over. When she straightened up, her eyes were flowing, and mist had surrounded her.
When she spoke, it was as if she had three voices. However, it was not a prophecy she spoke. "They must go home." and everything was normal. "What'd I say?" Rachel asked.

"They must go home." Ron replied.

"We used to have a professor at Hogwarts- our school" he added to the wondering looks addressed to him. "She could tell the future too, but without the glowing eyes and mist and stuff." There was a pause. Suddenly, 'Who names a school Hogwarts?"

"Way to ruin the moment, Max...Ow!"

"Chiron, I can't believe all we have to do is take them back!" Percy complained to Chiron as Annabeth watched. "There could be something along the way." Annabeth pointed out. "Yes, but wouldn't the prophecy have given us a clue? Prophecies are like that." Percy replied.

"Mysterious, but with all the information there." Annabeth agreed. "Yet this is no regular quest." Chiron pondered. "In fact, it may not be a quest at all." They all thought for a moment. "I have to agree with Annabeth. There could be something on the way." Chiron said. "Guess we'll just have to go on the not-quest and find out." Percy concluded. "By the way, I'm starving. Is it time for dinner?"

The flock slept in Zeus's cabin, and the wizards slept in Hera's, since those were the only empty ones. Each group had no idea what to expect. They all slept fitfully, the wizards dreaming of Hogwarts, and the Flock dreaming of anywhere but here.

When it was morning, a camper woke both groups up. They ate breakfast. Well, actually the wizards ate it, the Flock inhaled it. Annabeth gave each of them a celestial bronze sword, and taught them basic moves, and gave them packs full of food, clothes, money, and other necessities. Finally they approached the border line.

"Well, here goes nothing." Percy said. "Be careful." Chiron called. "Send regular Iris messages, and ask for help if needed. We don't know what to expect!" "We will!" Annabeth called back, waving.

They waited for a bus, and got on when it arrived. "I hate buses." Percy muttered. "Me too." said Annabeth. The flock agreed, the tight space was making them jumpy. Only the wizards felt okay.

"Wait!" Annabeth said suddenly, causing a few people to look at her. "We don't know where we're going!" "Oh...you're right." "Where do you live?" Annabeth asked the Flock. "Nowhere." said Max. "Way to be helpful." Percy muttered. "Fine, take us to Arizona." "Got it." said Annabeth. "London." Percy nodded.

"At least we know where we're going, but other than that, we're completely clueless." Percy said.

A silence settled over them. No one bothered to object, because it was true.

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