Sure enough, ten minutes later, I was driving like it was The Fast and The Furious. Hairpin turns? Drifted right around them. Ninety-degree angles? Went right through them. Roundabouts? I could do that when I was five. Three screaming teenagers didn't help a lot, but every impulse said to protect Sydney. I weaved in and out of traffic, took the first exit and shot down Fifth Avenue, past the Empire State Building, and headed for Queens. Minutes later, Frank touched down on the front lawn of Sydney's house. I don't know what humans saw through the Mist, but it was probably a little odd. Maybe they saw five dogs in the front yard. I dunno. But everybody seemed was a little surprised when Sydney burst out the door, jumped off the porch, ran towards us, and hugged me so fierce, I thought my eyes would pop out of my skull. Her hair flew around, and it smelled like lemons. We kissed, and I felt like someone injected me with nectar. Carter cleared his throat, and said "You must be Sydney. I'm Carter Kane. This is my sister Sadie, her boyfriend Walt Stone and this is my girlfriend-."

"Zia Rashid. How did that little bit of advice work?" Sydney interrupted.

"He was surprised. But that doesn't matter right now. We're here to protect you." Zia admitted.

"Sydney, what do you remember about Perseus?" I asked

"That concert a month ago. Why?" she replied

"No. The first Perseus." Annabeth said.

"Him? He was confident. He had a bronze sword and a bag. Dark hair and bright blue eyes, like Jason's. He turned towards the sea beast about to eat me, opened the bag and pulled out a head. The creature turned to stone, then Perseus cut its head off." she said.

"Hold the phone. You and Zia know each other?" Carter asked in astonishment.

"Yeah. She's my little sister's best friend." She said it like it was obvious. Then it clicked. Her sister Shannon was almost always on the phone with her best friend Zia. If she wasn't, she was talking to a dude on her ever-changing list of boyfriends. Me and most the demigods that live in New York went to Goode High School, because we trusted Percy's step-dad/ our English teacher, Paul Blofis. Sydney also went to Goode. That was how we met. But her sister went to Brooklyn Academy for the Gifted. So did the Egyptians. I turned to Zia.

"You're the Zia?" I asked.

"Yeah." she responded.

"She's Princess Andromeda, all right. She has enough memory of her past to know that. But why does she have her memory? The Lethe should have washed it clean." Hazel said.

"Explain why Percy remembered Annabeth after his memory was stolen by Hera? Maybe the memory was imprinted deep enough that it was impossible to forget." Leo offered. It made sense, a little.

"We should go somewhere safer. This way, we don't have to deal with Setne. I have a feeling he's gonna want to kill her faster, now that we're protecting her." Walt warned.

"Unfortunately, you're right. But I guess I'll kill you all." a voice said behind me.

We all turned, and standing there is a ghost, dressed like a 60's punk with the greased hair and all. He eyed up us demigods and said "Wow. You guys have some pretty magical company. But that won't matter. All I have to do is kill her."

My skin tingled. I felt like someone injected me with steel. "No one touches my girlfriend. I swear on the River Styx that you will never forget this day. You are going back to face Osiris, I swear it on my grave, if it's the last thing I do." I said. Everyone backed up, and I was wondering why I felt more powerful than ever. Then I looked around. I was in a hurricane bigger than Percy could ever summon, glowing with a blue-green light. My sword was now glowing brighter than it ever had before. The blade looked like it was on fire.

"The Blessing of Poseidon." Annabeth said.

I pointed my sword at Setne, who was staring in awe. Then I charged.