Henry's feet silently landed on the wooden floor of the Big House with a slight tap sound. His cloak was draping around him like a concealing shadow as the lights started to flicker and dull, giving him an eerie presence in this cabin. He did not want Nico, Percy, or anyone else to know what he was, or more specifically, who, but he just couldn't help but have a flare for the dramatic in this situation. He would never do this if he hadn't put on the mask and cloak, it wasn't his style. Which made it perfect for this particular event.

He stared up the staircase to the creaky attic, a sign pinned on it saying "ORACLE". Must have been there for the new campers who would think of pulling a prank. That made it a little easier on him, at least.

He silently walked though the house, his feet as light as the morning mist that settles over the graveyard. He walked till he found a sign of life within the empty place, and hovered in the shadows. Not wanting to be seen yet, his eyes searching around with determination as the lights dulled even more.

"Gods damn this electricity!" A plump man in a really horrible tourist shirt said as he rolled in his chair at the end of the desk. " First, dad takes away my wine, now he is messing with the lights? What did I do to deserve this-"

"Oh, calm yourself, friend." Another man, much more calm and reasonable than the other, stated. "This is someone else's doing."

"Jason?"

"As much as you hate him, he is not behind this."

"Then who, Chiron? Who the bloody hell is it?!" Henry's ears perked up. Elisabeth had mentioned a guy named Chiron. He was someone that both her adoptive fathers trusted, as well as admired.

"I do not know, but I will go and seek them out."

"Good."

Henry heard four hooves click against the hardwood floor, coming right towards him. As soon as this 'Chiron' cleared the doorway, Henry's eyes widened in amazement. He couldn't believe his eyes, he was looking at a centaur! He was majestic to say the least, with his top half human from the torso up, and the body of a horse the rest of the way down. Strong, long brown hair, well toned, leather straps kept a satchel of arrows on his back and a bow strung across the other shoulder. Henry had never seen anyone like this. Sure, Elisabeth had told him about a guy named Chiron, but she didn't say how awesome he was! She just said he was a guy in a wheelchair!

Henry shook his head and fallowed him slowly, till they were out of retch of the any people who would probably overhear. They were in the basement, the centaur man checking for anyone messing with the breakers. 'All right, this will have to do.'

"If you are going to keep fallowing me, I will not hesitate to kick you with my hind hooves."

Henry blinked, staying silent in his shadows. Chiron turned and looked right at him, not even looking surprised. "I am well used to the presence of darkness, young one. I know when something is... different."

Henry slowly came forward from his protective cacoon, deepening his voice a little as he let the firelight in the room flicker, but said nothing. Chiron chuckled a little, coming a little closer to him. "I assume you are here on account of Miss Walker?" Henry nodded slowly, but keeping his mouth shut. "Will you not speak to me?" Henry kept his mouth shut, his figure unmoving as he was being analyzed. "I know your human... Or at least look like one."

Henry rolled his eyes. Fishing. He was fishing for information. 'Great, just what I needed. Him trying to unravel me.'

"Will you at least tell me how you knew were Miss Walker was? And her condition." 'That I can answer.'

"I was summoned." The look on Chiron's face changed from curious to serious, his eyes darkening just a little more than their already dark brown eyes.

"By whom? I know that she can't-"

"She contacted someone before she blacked out." Henry said in his deep voice, growling jus a little more to add to the masquerade. "I was told of her location, and I saved her."

Chiron nodded slowly, closing his eyes like he was getting a headache. "Where is she?"

"Safe."

"That's not what I asked."

"I will tell no one but her fathers." Henry's eyes narrowed a little as he said the last line. "I don't trust someone to relay my messages for me."

Chiron nodded. "Then let me go get him. Please," he said as he passed him. "Stay here. I don't trust someone who won't show their face."

"Trust me." Henry said in a deep voice. "You don't want to." That should throw him through a ringer.

Chiron galloped through the camp to the training area, were Percy and Nico were giving Nick the workout of his life. Or working him to death. Whichever they choose. Most likely death. When he got there, the centaur could not help but chuckle.

"COME ON, NICK! YOU CAN DO WAY BETTER THAN THAT!" Nick shouted, his words cracking like a whip through the mostly deserted arena. Jason was hosting another training group across the way, all of them in the bleachers on break as Nick started running around the outside edge of the inside of the arena with at least 195 pound's worth of weights on either arm, and at most 200 pounds dragging behind him. Lets just say he was going very slow, and looked like he took a dip in the pond, and smelled like he had been dumpster diving in rotten eggs. "MOVE FASTER OR YOUR DOING ANOTHER LAP!"

Jason came and stood beside Chiron, the other campers laughing as Nick started moving a little faster. "I still think this is a little much."

"We have no control of what he does. As long as he does it and doesn't complain to Mr. D, he can get away with it."

"True." Jason said, smiling over at Percy who was instructing Alex and Jonny on some sword training. "You needed to talk to us?"

Chiron nodded. "The masked figure has returned. He will only speak to Percy or Nico." Chiron sighed, rubbing his temples. "He is very confusing to speak to anyway."

Jason's golden blond eyebrows shot up in complete suprise. "I'll get Percy. It might be better than Nico missing out on his..." He looked over and saw Nico taking off the weights off a collapsed Nick. "Fun. I don't think he is done with him yet..."

"Oh trust me, he is not." Chiron mused, a chuckle of amusement ad Nico dumped water on Nick's head.

"GET UP YOU WEAKLING!" Nico shouted, Nick jumping to his feet like a private getting drilled in the army. "NOW MOVE MOVE MOVE! THREE HUNDRED PUSHUPS! NOW! ONE! TWO! FASTER!"

Jason jogged over to Percy, whispering in his ear and taking over for him. "It's here?" Percy said as he jogged over to Chiron. "I thought it wouldn't come back."

"From what you told me, I swore on the River Styx. You can't back out on it." Chiron reminded, leading Percy away, back to the Big House and opened the door to the basement. "It's down here. I'll leave you two alone."

Percy descended to the dark depth of the basement and listened a little. Someone was muttering to themselves. But about what? But as he got closer, he recognized the voice immediately. 'No... I couldn't be...' He accidentally stepped on a squeaky stair and the voice stopped, the silence filling in and deafening him. "Hello?" He said as he stepped into the blaring candle light, the skeleton mask glowing evilly, making the sad expression turn evil and demented. It was sitting on the couch, it's eyes locked on him as he stood a little taller than Percy and spoke in a deeper, unrecognizable voice.

"Hello, Percy Jackson."

Henry waited until he heard the front door close when he made his move. Being as silent as a shadow, he snuck out of the basement and climbed his way to the top of the stairs, his hand gently twisting the nob to the Oracle's Attic. Aphrodite had told him to see the Oracle, why not now while the centaur was getting one of the two parents? It would mean that he could escape and not have to worry about trying to get into this place again.

The door creaked open and he stepped into the crowded attic. It was filled with dust, the light filtering in through the dust coated stain glass windows making it look hazy in there. But when he took a deep breath, he recognized the incense they were burning. So it was a mix of smoke, dust, and foggy light that were fogging his vision. 'Creepy.'

He stepped forward, his eyes looking around the room just a little before landing on a painting. It was fresh, the paint still drying on the wonderful sunset on the ocean. The technique was just stunning, Henry actually felt like he was right there. Like he was feeling the dying sun's rays on his skin. "Amazing."

"Thanks."

Henry spun around, his eyes widening when he noticed woman sitting on a stool outlined by the window. Her wild red hair falling in curls around her angular, freckled face, and her deep forest green eyes seemed to reach into his soul. She tilted her head a little, like she was waiting for him to say something, but he just stared.

"What?" She asked.

"You're Rachel Dare... You're an Oracle of Delphi?" She arched a perfect eyebrow and stood, brushing some dust off her painted shorts.

"Yeah, and you're just some kid who's lost. Who you looking for? Chiron? Mr. D?" Henry shook his head.

Rachel Elisabeth Dare, the most successful business woman in the country, partners with Tyson Coal at Mythic Industries, and daughter of a wealthy business man, was a Oracle of Delphi. Holy Crap!Henry always was good when it came to business stuff, so they were his idols! Mostly Rachel cause she was amazing, but Tyson was so young as well! They were like the poster children for 'Nothing's Impossible!' He had dreamed of meeting them for so long, now, he was looking right at Rachel! Talking to her! 'This is amazing!'

"Kid, your spacing."

"Uuhh-" Henry shook his head, clearing the shock away as he removed his mask. "Sorry. I-I, uh... Actually, I came for a prophesy."

"Oh." She said in a board tone, looking me over once and raising an eyebrow. "On a quest?"

"Going to be, I was told to talk to you- not you specifically but- wow I am a real fan of your work! I-I-I mean you and Tyson's work at Mythic Industries! Not this, I really-"

"Kid, your babbling." She said in an amused tone.

"Sorry." He said, trying to breath.

"Anyway, give me a second. I wasn't expecting company." She sat down in her chair and lit more of the herb, rocking it back and forth and letting the sent wash over the room. Her eyes rolled back in her head and glowed, her mouth moving but the voice was not her own. This kind of scared Henry, but he listened as she spoke. And he hung on every word that left her mouth.

"Three unborn will raise the sea

One to protect and two to flee.

Darkness consumes in a fiery haze

Light and gray will go unfazed.

Truths be uncovered, hearts to break

A soul will rest in darkness' wake."

Then she stopped, groaning a little. Henry rushed to her side, making sure she was in a comfortable position. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah... Aftershock." Rachel said groggily, her hand gripping his arm a little for support. "You know, most kids run out about now."

"Well, I'm not most kids." Henry said jokingly, looking around and spotting a bed. "Do you want to lie down? I can help you to the bed."

"Sure. That's would be nice." Elisabeth said, trying to stand and falling back into him.

"Wow!" He said as he caught her. "I got you, I got you... May I try something?"

"Am I gunna feel embarrassed?"

"Maybe?"

"Try it."

Henry, in a blur of motion, had Rachel up in his arms bridal style, and walked slowly to the bed, laying her down gently. "Better?"

"Ok, seriously." Rachel said in a groggy, yet sarcastic tone. "Who are you?"

Henry chuckled as he put back on his skeleton mask. "I'm the Black Knight."And in a flurry of shadows and smoke, he was gone. Rachel watched from the bed, her eyes widening as the kid disappeared from the room without touching the door. There was only one word that crossed her mind at that point before got hit with a wave of exhaustion.

"Damn."