Annabeth's POV:

After talking to Cammie I decided to take a nap, just a little one. Like a cat nap, it wouldn't last. I even set the alarm clock for fifteen simple minutes. Little did I know what I was getting myself into. My dream was... well this.

I felt like I was moving a hundred miles per hour, it was dark but I could see trees rushing past me in a blur, like I was moving through shadows. But something got in the way, and I saw a flash of light brown hair. I heard a gasp.

And a scream.

But when I bolt upright in my bed, sweating, breathing heavily, I wasn't sure if the scream that was still echoing inside my head was apart of the dream, or if it was the scream that was coming from the real world. I looked towards the window by my bed that looked into the woods.

My head filled with worry. Cammie.

Cammie's POV:

After I calmed Bex down I though I'd go for a walk, Percy told me that I should check out the strawberry fields sometime, that they smell like heaven and you can eat as many as you want because they right back. The only problem, I had no idea how to get to them, apparently it was at the edge of camp, but which part of the edge of camp was the problem. Somehow I found myself walking alone through the woods by the creek.

I know Annabeth told me not to come in here without another camper but it didn't seem to spooky in here, I only heard the sounds of snapping twigs and the rustling of bushed a few times. I wanted to be scared, I really did, but I wasn't, I had a feeling that whatever was lurking behind the trees wasn't interested in me. And I was great full this because I know a bit of Greek Mythology and the monsters in the legends weren't pretty.

I heard a few twigs snap and snapped my head around. It was only Zach.

"Hey," He said quietly.

"Hi,"

"So how are you?" Zach asked, which was a very un-Zach of a question.

"Um, fine I guess, just trying to get Bex not to kill Travis."

Zach chuckled. "Yeah Travis is... is just stupid."

"I have realized that very quickly."

We were silent for a while, but something else broke our silence for use. A growl erupted from behind us. Zach got in front of me protectively even thought I could probably handle myself. He pulled out a knife from his shoe. So he lied again about weapons on him at all time.

"What was that?" I asked.

"I don't know, but we shouldn't be here. The woods aren't safe."

"What are you talking abou-"

Something behind me let out a bone chilling snarl. I quickly looked behind me to see a vicious black looking dog the size of a rhino lunging at Zach and I with razor sharp teeth and claws extended. As fast as I could I turned to run but the thing ripped into my back exposing my flesh. I let out a scream so loud that birds flew away as the sounds shuddered up their little bird spines.

The pain was unbearable, like a thousand knives digging into you. I heard the crack of a couple ribs as I fell to the ground. My head banged against a rock on the ground. With my muffled hearing and blurring vision I saw Zach stab the black mass instantly turning it into strange yellow dust.

"No!" He yelled.

I saw him run to me, but my eyelids weighed a million pounds, and the pain was to much to keep them open. They snapped shut and then...

Black.

Annabeth's POV:

I bolted through the doors of my cabin and sprinted to the trail head into the woods. I ran about ten yards until I saw I was too late, Zach Goode was carrying Cammie's bloody, broken body in his arms looking like he was on the verge of tears.

"What happened?" I demanded.

"I found her walking in the woods," He whispered. "I put her in danger... the hellhound would have never attacked if I wasn't there. It's all my fault."

"Zach listen to me," I told him trying to stay as calm as I could, but seeing Cammie with her bloodstained clothes and hair thickened and gooey from a bloody head wound make me want to sink to my knees and ball my eyes out. "Bring her to the Big House, pass through the cabin area, once the Apollo kids see her you'll get help."

He looked at me with an sure look. "Go!"

I never really got to know Zach but just by looking at him I knew that he didn't like taking orders from people that didn't have the right authority, but now that really didn't matter because he was holding an unconscious girl in his arms. He went off, awkwardly running.

I raced back to my cabin and dug through my suitcase. It had to be here somewhere. Aha! There it was, at the bottom of my bag, a boring old silver flip phone that I never used because it was dangerous outside of camp. I turned it on and searched through the contacts, when I got to the right one I pressed talk and listened to the annoying rinnnnnng sound.

He almost didn't pick up, it was on the last ring when I heard the familiar voice.

"Hello?" He said.

"Mr. Solomon, it's Annabeth. You need to come back to camp." I said desperately.

He paused and didn't say anything for a long time. "I can't, I said I'd never go back."

"Shut up! Cammie is in trouble ok? She and Bex followed Percy and I here and Chiron forced us to let them in because of some weird past connection. Zach Goode was with her when she was attacked, I heard you too are close so maybe you should take that into consideration!" I was about to cry, "Please."

There was another long pause, but then I heard the rev of an engine. "I'll be there in less than five hours." He hung up before I could even say thank you or smile to myself that help was going to be there soon.

Ending this story in one or two more chapters. Sorry for the wait but I have been busy with another story that is A LOT more popular than this one. Thank you for that supppppper long review from a reader that pointed a bunch of stuff out, thats what I really like, when people don't just tell me to update, but give me advice! You rock! Oh but by the way Percy is kinda a beast sword fighter, Last Olympian I do recall him taking out an entire mini army of the dead with just his sword, no help. AND that he called Riptide a "deadly arc of metal" or something like that. So yes, he is going to be a good fighter in my stories.

Sorry to the people that want this to be longer, it won't, and don't worry Cammie isn't going to die so don't freak out.

-Aims