Hey Y'All! You know what, I think I'm gonna name you guys something... Let me think about it. So, let's get down to buisness (to defeat the Hans. You know what? The Hans were the bad people in Mulan and Frozen. IDK about you, but I think I'm seeing a pattern here!). So so so so so sorry for not updating! It's just I didn't have loads of time, and then when I did have time, I was busy reading (Of Posiden is a really good book bt-dubs) or defeating my family in stressful games of clue. Anyways, I'm back, and I got home literally 10 minuets ago (of when I started converting the paper copy of chapter 7 onto the computer), so be glad I'm thinking so much of you guys!

Haha, I make myself laugh... anyways, about last QotU, the answer is I have brown hair, and funky eyes like Piper (but they only change from grey to green and brown. The actual reason they do that is because my Iris colors are in layers, so that when my pupils are really small, the grey-blue color is the biggest and therefore makes my eyes look that color, and then when the room is darker they're brownish because they've made the grey thinner, etc.

BTW, to who ever asked, yes I love Iggy! My favorite songs are either Rolex, Black Widow, Don't need Y'all or Work...

My b-day is Thursday! AHHHHH!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize blah blah blah etc.

So, onto the actual story!

Rachel slumped back into the waiting arms of her assistants, her coils of firey hair wilting onto her shoulders.

Grace was wide-eyed, stiff, and slowly gulping.

Chiron placed a hand on her shoulder and she jolted back into reality.

"Wha...?" was the only audible sound that came from the shocked girl and her knees would've given way if she hadn't been holding onto the chair back beside her.

Whispers filled the night air as the campers whispered about what had just taken place.

"Counselors, to the Big House!" Chiron ordered and watched as the other campers grumbled in disagreement.

"Grace, You are to come also, as it's your quest." Chiron clapped the sixteen year old's back and she gave him a weak, insecure smile.

Andy's thunderstorm grey eyes narrowed to slits as she watched the twenty or so counselors trudge to the Big House.

"Cato!" She heard the centaur call to the blonde who was following the girl with the frizzy brown hair and shocking blue eyes.

Cato whipped around to face the centaur.

"Yes?"

"You are the counselor of the Posiden cabin, dear. After all, you only have three half siblings, two of which headed to Greenland a year ago on a quest and never came back." Chiron stepped aside so that Cato could have a clear path without having to run around his large figure.

"What about the third?" Her voice was quavering as she spoke.

"Oh, he lives in a house not far from here, about five minuets. His name is Percy Jackson, and he's about forty, so he wouldn't come where anymore." Andy's eyes widened, remembering the picture of Annabeth and Percy Jackson.

Cato visibaly relaxed, and followed the counselor of the Apollo cabin to the large house at the bottom of Half-Blood Hill.

Andy felt Josh come up behind her before she heard him; "Are you thikning what I'm thinking?" He asked, his green eyes whatching Chiron's tail swish back and forth as he made his way to the bighouse.

"What are you thinking?" Andy could also feel two pairs of eyes watching them.

"We can always get there and conveniently sit underneath the window where we can, once again, conveniently hear the counselors' conversation. You know, just a thought." Josh had already broke into a jog before Andy could even reply. She sighed loudly, rolled her eyes, but went after him anyways.

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All of the counselors, plus Grace, Chiron and Rachel Elizabeth Dare were gathered around the ping pong table.

"Athena Cabin- have you memorized the prophecy?" Chiron asked as her pointed at Austin.

"Yes, sir. First line- A trio of demigods shall exit the gates."

"Obviously that's just telling us that three demigods are going to go on the quest." Justin, the head of the Hecate cabin, swirled his cabin as he stated the 'obvious'.

"Fine then, Capt. Obvious. Second line- on a quest that will try to test the fates." Austin's stormy eyes met Chiron's.

"Before you try to figure this line out, remember that prophecies often have double meanings." Chiron looked pointedely at Grace this time and she lowered her gaze to the 'Monster Donut' that was sitting on her five cent napkin infront of her on the golf grass green table.

"Well... it could mean that they make their own choices?" Axel Beavers' voice rose into a question.

"Or that they're going to have a really hard time." JJ, the counselor of the Ares cabin added.

"Or that they all die!" Nick held an ice pack to his forehead from the nights' so called 'friendly' competition.

"Or-" Jacque from the Khione cabin started to say, but was interrupted by Chiron.

"OKAY, next line."

"Third line- Where the seeds have been sowed." everybody looked toward Chiron, and he studied the ping pong table, his eye brows furrowing.

"So many seeds have been sowed, yet so little options. I think that I may be able to send you to somebody so that you may bet the answers." Chiron was now speaking only to Grrace and she nodded once to show that she understood.

"Okaay, fourth line-" Austin was about to begin when the head of the Iris cabin asked;

"How many lines?"

Austin and Chiron exchanged another glance and looked to Grace who was counting under her breath.

"Ten." She announced and whispers were exchanged around the table.

"That's an odd number." Some people said.

"It's normally twelve or eight or so." Others muttered.

"SILENCE!" Chiron ordered and signaled for Austin to continue.

"Before down swooped the crows." More mutters errupted and Cato looked to Grace in confusion.

"Crows are considered bad luck in a lot of religions. What I'm trying to figure out is what could be considered a crow in greek mythology. I know it was a white bird that was cursed lack in one story..." Grace spoke from out of the side of her mouth. "... like death." The head of the hephastus cabin, a kid named Micheal de Ville, overheard the conversation.

"No more death talk!" Seagar exclaimed, much to the appreciation of Grace.

"Thank you, Seagar. Now, Austin, the next two lines, if you will." The way Chiron held such authority reminded the counselors of Dumbledorr in 'Harry Potter'.

"Lines five and six say; to find whats gone missing, years and years ago."

"That's obviously the point of this quest; to find something." Justin now had a chocolate milk mustache, making the other campers giggle.

"But, it is also telling us to consult the history books." Austin butted in.

"No! It sounds like something that didn't seem super important. I mean, if it was important, like really important, that would be the first thing we thought of when we heard that line." JJ argued, the Athena/ Ares dispute still burning bright.

"Back then." Nick added.

"But you don't know for sure." Cato spoke up in the debate for the first time.

"Yes, but the structure of the sentence-" Austin started to argue his point back to the three.

"Does it really matter? Why can't you just go to the archives and be done with it?" Grace snapped in a frusterated manner.

"Thank you Grace. Austin? Next two lines." Chiron ordered. Austin readjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and then continued;

"To rescue the lost, the weak link; for it isn't a story without a secret." This time, the counselor from the Demeter cabin spoke up.

"I mean, logically, the secret is a missing thing. But I think we need the defenition of rescue. Can you rescue something dead? Because if you can't, then we know whatever is missing has to be alive." She went back to growing little saplings in the pot under the table.

"I agree. Xander- if I remember correctly, I made you memorize that when you overused that word last year?" Chiron rose an eyebrow at the son of Apollo. The blonde huffed in annoyance, but did as he was told;

" To save (someone) from a dangerous or distressing situation." He recited dutifully.

"Someone. Now we know it is something living." The Demeter girl piped up.

"Yes. Well that knocks down objects- person, plants, or pets." Austin added to her statement.

"Good. Now Austin, finish the prophecy." Chiron's eyes looked like years of pain had been layered onto each other, but he closed them as he listened to the son of Athena.

"The last lines say This secret'll leave scars that will be written in the stars." He finished the prophecy and Chiron's face darkened considerably.

"Now, Grace who will you take with you?" Chiron asked before anyone could even try to discuss what the last lines meant.

Grace looked up from what was left of her donut, and then to Cato. Cato nodded once to her friend, and Grace turned back to Chiron and the rest of the ping pong table.

"Cato'll come."

Cries of "That's not fair-" and "but she just got here!" errupted from the other campers.

Chiron slammed his fist into the table and everybody fell silent.

"Cato; you will go. One more person, Grace." Chiron raised his hand in a way that clearly said 'halt' so that no other campers would interfere with the decision.

"I'll do it!" Came a cry. Everybody turned to see Josh Summers standing in the open window, and Andy Rodgers glaring at him for giving away their hiding place. Chiron chuckled, briefly, but then fell silent befroe saying;

"If line three and four mean what I think they do then I wouldn't recommend for you to g with your sister. Andromeda, would you consider going? I believe that since you three began together, it would be appropriate for you (Andy) to join them." Chiron gave her a small smile, but Josh was praticaly fuming.

"She's my twin! I'm not going to let her go frolicking to the other side of the country without me!"

"Josh! I'm not completely helpless! Andy, will you come with us?" Grace looked furious, which was odd for the normally level-headed girl. Her amber-chesnut haired twin looked shocked, disbelief scrawled across his features. Andy watched the siblings before nodding slowly.

"Great!" Chiron clapped everybody's gazes back to him.

"Cato, Grace, Andromeda-" Andy scowled at his use of her first name "-I would recommend a nice night's rest. Cato, Gracie Taylor will help move your belongings to your respective cabin. First thing in the morning tommorrow, come to the Big House to see me. I have something to give each of you." Chiron called the end of the meeting and all the campers scattered. Josh and Andy had climbled in the window, and Josh was still gaping at his twin.

"Andy, Cat- let's go get packed. Cato, go to the Hermes cabin to get your stuff, then move into the Posiden Cabin. It's the low roffed one next to cabin one, and it's on the left." Grace followed Andy out of the room. Cato looked to Josh and sighed audibly.

"Do you want me to not go?" She asked, referring to the quest, green eyes full of empathy.

"No." He choked, resting his head in his arms on the ping pong table.

"You sure?" She asked lowering to his height. He nodded stiffly, and his breaths were still shaky.

"This isn't just about this is it?" She asked the miserable boy. He shook his head 'no'.

"Here, have a cookie." Cato grapped a chocolate chip cookie and held it out for him, almost like a peace offering. Josh looked up, as if to ask 'Are you seriously giving me a cookie?'

"It'll make you feel better." Cato sang, and glanced out at the sun that was dutifully sinking in the sky. About thirty minuets to sunset. Josh sighed in defeat and snatched the treat from her.

"Great." Cato grapped a pen lying on the table, and a napkin. She scribbled down something and stuffed it into Josh's hand. Getting up wih one last glance to the boy, she exited. Josh watched as she closed the door and opened his hand to look at her neat, but bubbly numbers.

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Andy glared at the empty "Delphi's Strawberry Service" canvas backpack. It taunted her with it's bright yellow sun and the plump red strawberry.

"First things first." She told herself and grabbed her dark wash jeans. Packing everything from beanies to her combat boots, and those cheap pink plastic razors you find at the dollar store for a bag of a dozen. Andy left somethings in her drawers- an expired Trader Joe's coupon, sweatpants, the doctors contact card from the last 'episode', her plastic green Disney entrance ticket with Goofy on it.

Shaking out her old Target Mossimo bag, the mouth to the ground.

She watched as a packet of developed pictures bound with a princess pink rubberband flopped out onto her siver sheets. Hands shaking, she picked up the pile.

One by one, the picutre dropped onto the sheets, until only one was still in Andy's hands. Her hands shuttered, making the ohoto bounce slightly. It was an image of a brown haired girl, smiling away as she rode on a carousel. On th back of the picture, over the "PIXIFLEX" watermark were curly letters that spelled out: CASSIE

Andy let out a deep breath and tucked the picture into a pocket on the side of the bag. She collected the other photos and dropped them into the bottom drawer.

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Grace was sitting criss cross on her bunk, surrounded by clothes and just stuff. She was deciding between Disney backpack and her leather backpack from an online store called "SPIGEN" or something along those lines.

"Kier!" She called to her half brother who was tuning his guitar on his bunk.

"Hmm?" Came the masked reply.

"Which one?" She held up both bags as she watched the kid throught the straps.

"The brown one." He pointed with the handle of his guitar to the leather one. Grace slowly lowered the bags into a pile on her lap, and heaved a sigh. Kieran stopped plucking his guitar strings and studied the chestnut haired girl.

"What did you do?" He pryed, a tone in hi voice that said 'It's probably not even your fault'. Grace started packing before she found what words to use when she replied to his question.

"I pratically told Josh that I didn't want him around and the he's too protective. I mean, he can be, but he's just trying to help, and show that he cares about me, and we almost always do everything together. Now I won't be able to see him for weeks because I'll be on this quest and he was just being worried about me. I'm such a horrible twin!" At this, she fell face foreward into the pile of clothes on her bed with a loud groan.

"Well you guys can't always be together. You will survive without him and he will survive about you. Just wait until tommorrow to cool off. You're guys are both so loyal that you won't be able to go such a long time bieng 'mad' at eachother." Kieran shrugged making it seem that simple. Grace heaved another sigh and grabbed a framed picture on the shelf in the wall above her bunk. The frame was a simple birch frame, but that just brought out the colors in the picture.

It was a picture taken from back in their ranch in Montana. Grace and Josh both had their own horses, named Flame (Josh's horse was brown with white legs. She was a magnificent racing horse, earning her her name) and Glory (a white horse that looked silver in the bright Montana sun. She's nicknamed GG- a shortened version of what locals all called her- Grace's Glory). In the picture, all four of their faces were smushed side by side , Glory with her long thin silver face on the far left, then lext to her on the right was Grace drawing a silly face by crossing her eyes and puckering her lips. Next to her was Josh, rolling his eyes as if he was too mature for that type of activity, but the quirk in his lips were giving away his smile. His hand was stroking the ombre brown to white coat on Flame's snout. Grace took the image and stored it into the bag.

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Blue. That was the first thing that went through Cato's head when she entered the Posiden cabin. She half expected to look like her house back in L.A.- A wooden beach cottage with starfish carpets, sand dollars in yellow whicker baskets, ocean paintings and the cliché "Home Sweet Home" wooden plaque.

Instead, the cabin had greyish blue walls, light blue curtains, Blue comforters, and whit blue bed frames. Basically, a whole lot of blue. Judging by the blue light in the room, Cato wouldn't be surprised if the windows were blue stained glass.

The next thing that went through her head were the three distinct smells: Chocolate chip cookies, Ralph Lauren cologne and the smell of the ocean; a mixture of sand, seafood and salt.

Dropping the backpack and duffel with a thud, the blonde teenager turned in a full circle, then headed to the bed closest to the door. It was bare, so she assumed it was usable. She emptied the duffel and backpack onto the blue mattress, when there was a soft knock on the (you guessed it) blue door. Without turning, Cato called "Coming! Or rather, it's unlocked!" The door clicked open and the person cleared their throat. Cato turned to see Gracie standing awkwardly in the doorway.

"I forgot to tell you- theres the bed stuff in that closet- oh, and you see that door?" She pointed to a door in the back left corner. "You get your own bathroom- lucky duck- and it's in there." Gracie turned to leave.

"Her Gracie?" Cato called out before she could leave.

"In case I don't see you tomorrow- thanks. Oh, and that guitar kid? Karen, was it? I think you two could really hit it off." Cato gave the brunette a wink.

Gracie scoffed and rolled her bright blue eyes, but her cheeks tinged pink.

"Yeah, right. I still think you should be an Aphrodite." But then Gracie shot the other girl a wide smile, then shut the door.

"Alone once again." Came the unevitable sigh.

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Gracie closed the door to cabin three and took a deep breath of the outside air.

"Hey Gracie!" Came a call from a daughter of Demeter.

"Gracie!"

"Gracie, lookin' good!" Cat calls were heard as she passed, to which the brunette rolled her eyes.

"Gracie, come here!"

"Grakiepoo?!" This one earned a glare.

"Hey there, Taylor!" Gracie waved to those she passed and tossed the basketball that came speeding to her head back to the group of kids who were playing.

"Gracie! Hvae you seen Josh Summers?" A voice from the Apollo cabin called.

Gracie turned to see Kieran swinging off of the door. Gracie thought back to a (very) recent conversation she'd had and blushed lightly, trying to shake those awkward thought from filling her head.

"Karen! And no, but Cat told me that she talked to him at the BH." Gracie scurried to the porch after waiving to him.

"Karen?" He rose an eyebrow.

"That's what Cat thought your name was." Kieran about choked at that, then pretended to think.

"You know, I think she did that on purpose. It's because I pronounced her name 'wrong'." Kieran stroked an imaginary beard on his chisled (A/N eyebrow wiggle) jaw.

"What a way o slaughter a perfectly normal name. That reminds me, that was Natasha's (my friend back at home) sister's boyfriend and her sisters' shipname. Their names Erin and Corey so- wait.. Why were you talking about me in the first place?" He asked the daughter of Hermes.

She blushed and started spluttering; "We... Ah- You... Pschh. Why would-"

"Calm yourself, I was just joking." Kieran chuckled and threw an arm over her shoulders.

"So, the BH huh. Did the kitty kat tell you why he was there?" Kieran asked with a lopsided grin at his new nickname for the daughter of Posiden.

"Something about Grace S. And a cookie?" Gracie shrugged, but was still feeling incredibaly uncomfortable under his arm and eyes.

"A cookie?" Kieran rose an eyebow again, and Gracie nodded.

"Yah, but I don't think Chips Ahoy! can weigh enough to anchor anybody after something that rocked your boat. But seriously, all puns aside, what do they put in those things? I heard that if you boil down girl scout cookies or something along thos lines with girl scout cookies, they become some type of poison because of all the chemicals in them. I always knew not to trust them..." Gracie's voice trailed away, her ADHD taking full reign.

"Thanks. I think Axel was looking for you." Kieran removed his arm from her shoulders and jogged down the porch steps and toward the Big House.

Whew! Chapter 7 is done! Seriously, the longest I've ever gone with a story is five chapters, so be proud.

QotU: Should you guys be called Pursuers, The Happiest or the HoPpers

I still need a (good) summary y'all!