I fell asleep the minute my head hit my pillows.

My dreams were hazy ad blurry. But I kept seeing the blonde haired girl and a boy who had sandy colour hair with blue eyes. The girl was hurt. She was lying on the floor, bleeding. She was in a throne room and the thrones were huge! They were arranged in a semicircle. They towered over her, making her seem small and miniscule. The sandy haired boy was standing near her, his expression pained as he raised a scythe by his side. He aimed it towards the girl.

I wanted to scream. A surge of protectiveness overcame me as she croaked, "Family, Luke…You promised." The boy's eyes flashed golden then blue. "Annabeth, you're hurt." He whispered. I automatically kicked his scythe away, but he didn't even flinch. He wore an expression of shock and horror. He approached her slowly, as if in a daze. I stood between him and her, "Stay away from her," My mouth moved automatically, but Luke ignored me. Maybe he couldn't see me.

Then, the vision fast forward in a blur. When it stopped, it was still the same place. Annabeth raised her hand weakly, a boy with small horns standing by her. She stared at another boy who wasn't there a minute ago. With a shock, I realized I was staring at myself! "The knife…" She held out a golden knife, which my image accepted. My imaged walked towards Luke, who spoke, "No. Only I can. He will break my control..." He looked tortured. My image hesitated before handing the knife to him. What? No, I yelled, but no sound came out. My image stood before him, defenseless. Luke raised the knife…

"Percy? Get up!" Someone shook me. I was drenched with sweat and I had to blink several times to make out a shape in the dark. It was the dark haired girl. "Huh?" I asked, confused. "Shh." She hissed. "You were thrashing like crazy in your sleep. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She said curtly.

"I'm fine." I spluttered, sitting up. "I had a horrible dream." My mind was in turmoil, but I was sure of one thing- I had to find this girl and reveal my past, no matter what.

…

The next day, I went to find Lupa. I didn't know where to find her, so I went to the lake again. Seeing it immediately calmed me. Lupa seemed to be waiting for me at the edge of the forest. "Lupa." I greeted. "I want to ask for your permission to leave camp."

Lupa turned. Leave? I suppose you want to search for your past.

"Yes. I wish to search for this girl called Annabeth. I must."I didn't tell her that I would go crazy if I didn't. Annabeth will haunt my dreams till I do.

Lupa curled her lip. I have expected this. You will need companions.

I was shocked. "You mean…You're letting me go?" I thought she would give me a long lecture which will eventually end with an answer 'no'.

I cannot stop you. Besides, I see this as a good opportunity to test the other campers. Lupa smiled.

Uh-oh. "I thought I would go alone." I explained, but she waved her tail dismissively. I followed her as she went to gather all the campers. They gathered anxiously. Lupa looked at them. A quest has been issued. The campers gasped.

The new camper, Percy Jackson, shall lead it. And he will be accompanied by two who have not yet proven their worth. Lionel McEvans and Dakota Anderson, please step forward. They both did as they were told, too shocked to say anything. I didn't want them to go. I mean, I needed all the help I could get, as I will be starting from scratch, but I'll be leading them into danger. Lionel is not even a fighter!

Lupa gazed at Lionel and Dakota as uncertainty rippled through the crowd. You both shall assist Percy Jackson in finding out about his past. There is something else as well. There is an army approaching us from the south. An army of giants and Cyclopes, no doubt. I want you to go and find out some information on them and their progress. In other words, track them and bring back extra help if necessary.

My jaw dropped, "What?"

Lupa was not done yet with Lionel and Dakota. If you succeed, I shall make you full members of the legion. You deserve it if you have proven your worth. If you fail to do so, I advise that you don't come back. That was harsh. Lionel looked terrified whereas Dakota seemed calm.

You will leave at noon. You have seven days to finish the quest. I advise that you start with the army, it will lead you to your past, Percy Jackson. Lupa flicked her tail and turned away.

"That's it? No prophecy?" I called. I didn't know why I thought one was necessary, but it felt proper. Lupa spun around. No prophecy. We do not have an Oracle. Though I suggest you consult the children of Mercury. Then, she disappeared.