Percy's POV

I fell asleep right when my head hit the pillow. Man, I didn't realize I was this tired. For most people, sleep is what they look forward to in the morning, but I don't. I hate falling asleep. Know why? Because demigod dreams suck. You never get real rest like a normal person; then again I'm not normal.

I was in a castle of some sort, I don't know where, but I could tell that it wasn't that castle on Mt. Tam (me: look in the book 3, that's where Percy held up the sky.) It was more, how do I say it… fancier. The floors looked like they were polished, the place looked dusted. Then I heard footsteps coming in. I couldn't move, so for those of you who are telling me to move, great idea… not! A woman came in wearing a long black dress. She looked like she was a royal person you see on TV. I couldn't see her face, so I couldn't see who it was. Whoever is saying "Then how do you know it's a girl?". Well, 1, I don't think guys would wear a dress and high heels. And 2, Luke wouldn't make a guy do that considering he is a guy too.

Anyway, I saw Luke come up with another girl, who looked like a maid. I saw her eyes; they were big brown eyes, eyes that I see everyday. Andi. Her hair was messed up and she had dirt all over her face.

"Miss Simson, meet Andi Turner. I was wondering if you could help her get ready for the party." Andi looked scared to death, which doesn't happen often. Her face made me want to run to her and hug her to death, and then again she would look dead. Andi has a rounder stomach, as if she was pregnant.

"Yes. What happened to the boy?" the lady asked. By her voice I knew who it was, Chelsea, daughter of Nike. Wow, wouldn't have expected that.

"Let's just say Jackson is with Hephaestus' sons." That got Andi pissed. I saw her grab Luke's sword, Backbiter, and aimed it at him. "You're lying. I know Percy's not dead. He would kick your ass any day of the week." She said, with so much anger in her voice, it even scared me. And it's my dream.

Luke chuckled, grinning that evil grin that I've been waiting to beat the shit out of since my first year at camp. Six years, wow. Luke grabbed Andi, ripping the sword from her hands, He grabbed her waist, while she was kicking and screaming.

"Let go!" she yelled. Then he smacked her hard across the face. That's when I wanted to rip his face completely off. But, Andi didn't cry out or anything. She started to fight back. She punched him in the face, he stumbled back, but didn't give up. He pushed her down do she would lay on one side. She immediately wrapped her srms around her swollen stomach. Then he started to kick her, hard in the stomach. I was pissed. Damn! Why did this have to be a dream? I would be helping her by now. Each scream that came from Andi was like a sword going through by body.

Finally Luke stopped. Andi coughed up a little blood. Then I heard something like a whip. I heard one last scream from Andi, which faded while I woke up.

I sat up in my bed, covered in cold sweat. I pushed the covers of me so I could go to the bathroom. I washed my face with cool water, me of course not getting wet. I noticed I had goose bumps from the screams. Walking out of the bathroom, I looked at Andi's bed, seeing it had a sleeping girl in it.

She was safe with me, for now. I sighed in relief. I know the promise I made was going to work. Luke wasn't going to even touch her, and if he does, he'll have more scares on that face of his.

If Kronos touches her? I might be screwed, but I'll do whatever I have to keep Andi safe. I went back to bed, knowing that I won't tell Andi about this little nightmare. What I didn't know then, was my nightmare was just beginning…