A/N: Okay. I know many of you are thinking: What the chiz is up with Percy? This is totally not like him. Well, once again, there's a reason for that. In fact, that's all this chapter is about. The Great Conspiracy. MWHAHAH! Disclaimer!

Me: Nick at Night convinced me to use The Nanny's character Fran Drecher. So, now we'll have her.

Fran: Hi, guys! *PS. For all who don't know, her voice is VERY nasal. Watch The Nanny at 10:30 pm central time. Then you'll see!*

Me: Disclaimer please.

Fran: Oh. Alright. Future doesn't own anything except for her OC's. Di owns Zena, Ruby, and Glen. Ha ha ha! To the chapter.


The so called Percy looked down at his special watch. He knew that the Director would be calling any second. He knew to be ready for his next mission. Hunckering in the corner where no one could see him, he pressed 'Video Chat'. Looking down at the tiny screen, he grew to his full form: The Minotaur. As the Director-a man too grotesque for words-appeared on the screen, the "Percy" grimaced.

"Good evening," the Director said solemnly, not looking at "Percy". He grunted in response. He could only speak when he was in demigod form. "Are you following the specimens?" The Director asked coldly. "Percy" nodded, his black eyes in a blank stare. "Perfect. The moment of inpact?" Here, the Minotaur transformed back into his demigod state.

"Soon. I need to get them alone. Hopefully before California." His words were snarled.

"Terrific. If they find Perseus, our plan will fail. You must dispose of them before San Fransisco."

"Yes, sir. I understand, sir. It is my mission, sir."

"Remeber your reward. Bring me the three daughters alive, and I shall let you go free." The Director smiled evilly. The Minotaur reached slowly up to his neck, in which a necklace lay. At least it looked like a necklace. In reality, it was a collar, one that distributed shocks with the power of celestial bronze. In one heart beat, it could kill him. He knew it, too.

"Percy" gulped. "Yes, sir. I will bring you the Big Three daughters. It is a promise."

"Excelent. I shall see you soon. And remember, Minotaur, I am always watching." He laughed maniacly before the screen cut off, and turned black. The Minotaur stood, and grabbed the small bag that he would take with him. As he rode that pathetic horse...whatever its name was. Soon enough he would have his freedom. Soon enough he would have his revenge. Soon enough, he would kill his prizes.


San Fransisco, California...The Holiday Inn

"Percy, stop!" Annabeth called, laughing, jumping up on the bed.

"No way, Wise Girl! You brought this on yourself!" Percy laughed back. It was the real Percy. He was closing in on Annabeth. As soon as he got close enough, he snatched Annabeth's shirt, and yanked her back on the bed. In one swift move, he started the tickle fight of his lifetime. Annabeth was laughing so hard that her ribs hurt.

"P-P-P-Percy!" She laughed out. "Qu-qu-qu-quit i-i-i-it!"

"We all known that isn't gonna happen!" Percy smiled, flashing his white teeth.

"O-o-o-oh, re-re-re-really?" Annabeth laughed/asked.

"Yep. Really."

"N-n-not i-i-i-if I-I-I d-d-d-do th-th-this!" She pulled in her legs, placed her feet on Percy's chest, and gave a kick. He fell backwards a little, smiling like an idiot. Then he felt something. An absence. Percy frowned, looking at Annabeth, who was holding her chest, her face flushed from laughter.

"Annabeth." He said. "Do you feel that?"

"Feel what?" Annabeth sat up, looking worried.

"Oh, um, nothing." He smiled. "It was nothing." Your lying to Annabeth, he told himself. And you know it.

"Okay. So. We have one more night together. What'd ya want to do?" She asked soothingly. "We can go see a movie. Maybe stay in the hotel, and use the hot tub. You look like you need a stress reliever."

He sighed, rubbing his neck. "I don't know, Annabeth. Something feels wrong. I can't pin-point it, but it's there."

"Do we need to IM Chiron?"

"I was thinking about that."

"Does that mean yeah?" Annabeth smiled. Percy nodded. "Good thing I always plan ahead." She raised up a baggie of golden drachmas.

"You're amazing, Annabeth," Percy said, turning the sink in the bathroom on. He stuck his thumb in the upper top, making a fine mist. Annabeth threw the coin in.

"Iris, o' goddess of the rainbow, accept our offering." The coin dissappeared.

"Chiron, Camp Half-Blood." Percy said, and a surprised looking Chiron appeared.

"Percy? Where in the world are you? You were just in your cabin."

"Uh, well, um...wait. What did you say?"

"You were just in your cabin."

"That's impossible. I'm in San Fransisco with Annabeth. See." He pulled Annabeth in front of him, and she waved nervously, a little embarrassed.

"Don't you remember? Your father's missing. There was a quest. Your sister?"

"Huh? My what?" Percy's head was spinning.

"Your sister. Zember Knight?"

"I have a sister?" It was barely over a whisper. "A sister."

"Then who's this at camp?"

"I don't know. Look, Chiron, we'll be there first thing in the morning."

"O-" Chiron started, but Percy ran his hand through the image. He went into the bedroom and started packing his bag.

"Wait a minute." Annabeth said. "Percy, you just found out you had a sister. Who was not a cyclops. And you're not freaking out?"

"I am freaking out, Annabeth. But there's an imposter at camp, and he's trying to be me. This is a lot more important than finding out I have a sibling." Percy said, shoving in a pair of jeans.

"Okay. I'll help." Annnabeth started to pack her own bag, helping out Percy any time she could. It's the Great Conspiracy, she thought.