A/N So how was that for a turn in the story? Oh, I'm sorry am I still talking about last chapter? Wow wasn't that a shocker. Well let's see how our oh so angry, furious, (Same thing right?) upset, confused and a whole bunch of other adjectives, nine half bloods are cooping with this problem. I can't even say his name...

Chuck woke with a start seeing that it was to be a crappy day at camp half blood. The sky was grey, almost green, and the clouds went right over camp exactly how they aren't supposed to. It might as well have been ten o'clock already but no one was up and roaming the camp. It was Saturday, the camp didn't give any lessons today. Everyone must be sleeping from how tired they were from the dance the night before.

She stood up and stretched out. Note: Sleeping in a lawn chair does not work out well for your back, and it doesn't help your cranky attitude. Chuck looked around again. Camp was so quiet and different, it wasn't right. Something was wrong.

Chuck first went to the Ares cabin, it being the closest one to her own with someone she knew inside. She had glanced inside her cabin and no one was there for they were all early wakeres and were probably already at the Archery fields. She pushed open the door to cabin five. It was empty, same with the Poseidon, Zeus, Hephaestus, and Hermes cabins. Cabin eleven was never empty. There was always someone in there either setting up a prank, eating, playing video games or sleeping. Never empty. Chuck's heart was pounding hard now. She checked the Hades cabin next, and then Athena and then every other cabin, all empty.

Chuck felt tingly, and a chill went up her spine. Goose bumps were now covering her body as she searched around camp. Something told her to go to the dining pavilion. She fought with herself because deep, deep down, in the back of her mind, something smaller was telling her to stay put and wait. The wind began to pick up, and it seemed to pull Chuck loser and closer to the Mess Hall little by little. She pushed away any thoughts against it, and walked, slowly and cautiously to the dining pavilion.

Fear brought her to the point of running. She bolted straight down the creek, past the lake, through the trees and into the clearing of where the dining pavilion stood with the white drapes hung over the side walls shielding the inside from view.

The Aphrodite kids are probably cleaning up and have some special secret way of doing it, Chuck thought to herself, though she some how knew that wasn't it. She slowly walked to where the drapes hung, he stomach churning and her heart pounding faster then before. Again, the little voice in her head was saying, don't, but like many other times, her curiosity was getting the best of her. She threw back the curtains and could barely hold herself from screaming.

Chuck slammed her hand over her mouth as she saw every person she had known at camp, every friend, every camper, Chiron and Mr. D, dead and sprawled out on the floor of the pavilion. They seemed to have been stabbed and slaughtered, or even poisoned when no wound was noticeable. Red blood covered the floors and tables that made Chuck almost gag. She couldn't help but avert her eyes to ones with headless bodies. She hoped she wouldn't recognize those. The youngest demigods were the worst to look at. Fresh tear stains were on their cheeks, pain in their still open eyes, and fear creeping along their faces. It was devastating.

Or maybe the worst to look at was the sight of eight particular demigods all laying on the long front table. These murdered half bloods were the eight of which she had come to love as her best of friends in only the four weeks they have known each other. Their weapons lay close by them, but they showed no sign of actually wounding the person, or creature that did this. Adam was half hanging off the table with his left arm hanging by the thinnest muscle and his chest was with a large hole. Kat lay next to him with her throat slit as if she had watched him die, and she was murdered soon after. Leila, coated lightly with a thin fresh layer of snow, lay with a large gash in her head. Sadie had one long scare from her temple all the way down her face and it continued with a small gap in between down her chest. The scratch turned into a thrust and a stab right where her heart should be. Shea and Archy both seemed to have been slain by their own weapons as their knives stuck out of their chests, but obviously they hadn't done that to themselves. AJ lay close to Sadie, with a large welt on his head and a good sized stab in the upper right chest. Why wasn't I with them? Chuck asked herself. She wanted to move, but she couldn't something wouldn't let her.

Drew was the last to die as he was still barely moving looking towards Chuck with hatred and fear in his eyes. He stood up with as much strength as possible but a sword erupted through his chest making him instantly fall. Chuck wanted to scream out, but again, she couldn't. She couldn't move or speak, or even act on her own at all.

A boy about twenty years old stood at the end of the blood stained sword, Shadows creeping along his feet and behind him. Chuck crumpled to the ground against her own will, close to tears but holding them in, and stared at her friends' lifeless destroyed bodies. Why can't I stand? Chuck asked again in her mind. I want to kick this guy's ass.

Ryan slowly walked over to the girl on the ground raising his sword, Chuck not even reacting to his movement. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. Ryan was now right in front of her his sword raised high above his head, ready to strike. "This isn't happening," She murmured.

"Oh it will be," Ryan assured her and lowered his sword with one quick swipe.

Before the blade even touched Chuck's neck, she woke for real this time from the horrid nightmare with one tear running down her cheek and friends and siblings gathered around her. She quickly wiped the tear away and muttered, "I hate crying." which earned a sigh of simple relief from the people around her.

A/N Short chapter! I did a really long one, then a really short one!:) How evil am I? :). HaHa. Dreams… :) Aren't they lovely? Especially when you are a half blood. That's when they are really intense and lifelike and—well you get the picture. DONT WORRY! Another chapter will be up tomorrow night when i get home from vaca. I wont leave you hanging for too long. I have half the chapter done already, i might type in the car, depending how tired i am, i'll be home by 2-2:30 so it'll be up maybe around five. Please Review! And yes, I still see you have your mouth hanging wide open for you are still in shock. Have a GREAT day! :)