I woke up to the sound of soft music. Classical. It shocked my system for a moment before I fully understood where I was. It wasn't much though.

I was in a car. Or mini-bus. Or whatever. My head was leaned up against a window, of which I could see the trees flying by. The open window in the front caused my now cropped hair to whistle in front of my eyes as the wind pushed it around, making it hard to focus on the gray interior of the van. Two people sat in the front seats, one with tons of blue eyes looking in every which direction, and one who was obviously using the Mist to conceal her identity.

"Argus! I beg you once more- Please let me change the channel. I can stand the strings!" the middle aged woman pouted, betraying her youth. My eyes flickered over to eye-man, Argus, to see his response. He merely grunted, but the eye on the back of his neck winked at me. I started, but then noticed that the woman was staring at me.

"Well hello, sleepyhead!" she said cheerfully, perfect teeth gleaming in the sunlight. I winced at her words, but she continued on, ignoring my reaction. "Michi, my name is Adrianne, and it's my job to take you to Camp Half-Blood!" Argus grunted again. Adrianne just rolled her eyes and said, "What I mean is that it's Argus' job to take you to Camp, and I'm just along for the ride. Picked you up right out of Olympus."

Painful memories suddenly appeared in my head. Tears pricked at my eyes but I refused to let them show. I would walk toward death with dignity. Or so I told myself. Throwing the conversation in a totally new direction, I asked, almost silently, "Are you a demi-god?"

"Me?" Adrianne replied swiftly. "Of course! Daughter of Dionysus, at your camp counselor service. Have any questions?"

Sarcastically, I responded, "Like how you are wearing a glamour? Or should I start simple, like how much you know about me?"

Adrianne frowned slightly, finally reading my body language. "Gotta attitude, huh? I can roll with that. You are going from the Hunters to Camp, and hey that's difficult, I don't blame you. But," she continued, her finger tapping her lip in a faux thinking motion, her disguise becoming almost feral with her emotions, "I think there's more than that. Let's see: Poseidon left you to die, so I bet you have a vendetta with him, but you can't win a grudge match with a god, so Percy is your target. And although you have never met him, you'll have anger toward him that you shouldn't have coming into this war. And lastly," Adrianne paused to breath turning her tirade while I sat stunned, staring at the now pointed teeth in her mouth. "You are the bridge to this whole thing the gods have planned, but if one word gets out about your otherself- and you know exactly what I mean- the campers will run several spears through your hide if you can't play nice. Do you understand me?"

I was floored. Not a sound was uttered from my mouth. Adrianne broke into an easy smile once more, the calm glamour coming back once more. "Great! Oh, and look at that. We've arrived at Camp! Let's go find someone to show you around, now shall we?" The Mist fell off of Adrianne, revealing a much younger and prettier person than I imagined, before she leapt out of the van and slammed the door shut. I stared after her in confusion.

"It's her way of saying she cares what happens to you," came a swift explanation in a deep voice. My eyes flicked over to Argus, curious that he had finally talked out loud. I waited for more, but he just shrugged, and left the car as well. I stayed a moment longer to sort out my thoughts before I climbed out of the van, dragging my backpack behind me.

Argus stood at a path that lead to the camp, waiting for me to catch up. "Thanks," I muttered as I passed. He just shrugged again, and followed me until I saw a huge blue house I front of me. "That's where I go, right?" I asked. Argus nodded, and waved goodbye to me as I strode toward the house. Camp Half-blood. I was finally here.

~I am a million times sorry. I have no excuses, and I just want everyone to know that I am appualled that I have let you down. I have to thank my friends who kept bugging me to finish a darn chapter, and to the readers who sent me private messages demanding I write more. It's not the best, but hey, it's something right? Michi and Percy finally meet, and then all heck breaks loose at camp in the next chapter. See you all soon- and I mean it this time!~