(Disclaimer: I do not own any of the songs listed, nor PJO or FEAR. Rick and Sierra do.) Some of the songs listed are what I like, so it's just my opinion on who should sing what.

Annabeth's POV

When I woke up, I saw Percy tensed like it meant that his life was dying right now. His teeth were clenched, his green eyes stared straight ahead, and he was holding on for dear life on the armrests.

"Percy," I said groggily, "you need to calm down. You aren't going to die."

"I feel as if my blood pressure is high," he said, "How would you like it if you were put in a sleeper hold?"

"I'd feel pretty terrible."

"Exactly," he started to get up, "Now if you don't mind, I'll be in the restroom."

I was guessing that he was trembling with hypertension because his heads were really shaken up and his knees looked as if they were going to buckle under him, but he just kept walking.

Grover yawned and stretched his hands out, "Morning people!"

He noticed that Percy was gone, "Where's Percy?"

I pointed to the back of the plane. John was already awake... with his balaclava off. He had shaggy black hair, almost like Percy's, but wore his red-tinted goggles over his eyes. Still hiding the emptiness inside them. Not that I'm trying to say anything cute about it, but it's scarier than pretty. And I never had seen them before.

Anyway, Percy returned and before he could sit down, the intercom suddenly boomed.

Welcome to La Guardia Airport, ladies and gentlemen. We hope you enjoyed your flight.

"Yeah, I enjoyed mine," Percy joked, "Let's get off this thing."

"Right behind you," I said, and together we walked off the plane into the airport.

John's POV

Right when I entered the lobby, I saw someone standing next to the exit, so I walked over and people were giving me looks like, Why is that guy wearing goggles? and He looks like a noob wearing that.

I suddenly stopped when the guy in leather disappeared in shadows and dust. That's when I had the chance to quickly get our bags, but I stood there. I really needed to talk to him. He could at least help us out against the dracaenae, but he wussed out.

Percy stood beside me carrying his green backpack, "What're you waiting for?"

I hesitated, "N-nothing." And I grabbed my red duffle bag from the conveyer belt, followed by Grover and Annabeth grabbing theirs.

The ride to Camp Half-Blood was absolutely boring, but eventually time past when I was daydreaming about many ways to defeat Kronos and none of them were as complicated as what demigods would think of, compared to Athena's master strategic abilities.

When I saw the lone pine tree up on the hill, I immediately said, "Stop here."

"You sure? There's nothing here," he complained.

I handed him a few dollars, "Yeah, thanks."

We all climbed out of the taxi and strutted uphill. I stood far away from the green-scaled dragon, coiled around the tree, as much as possible. When we saw view of Camp Half-Blood, parts of the forest were scorched like they were burnt by fire.

Percy's POV

At least it wasn't time for my actual job to be turned into a firefighter, since Chiron had already sent the Apollo's to douse the fire. Me and the rest were sitting in front of the fireplace of the Big House and Chiron still had compacted himself into a wheelchair. We told him everything except the other parts.

Chiron leaned back in his wheelchair, "It is done then... we finally have powerful allies. But it will only stun the army."

Without warning, John took off his goggle and replaced them with red-tinted sunglasses. Wow, he really does look like Ares without the battle scars. I couldn't see his eyes again because his shaggy black hair hung in his eyes.

"Hestia asked the children of the Big Three to go to Olympus," John stated.

"She Iris-Messaged me about that. What she forgot to say was that the gods need to see these 'psychics'," Chiron explained, "On the summer solstice, which is five days from now, I'll have Argus drive you to the Empire State Building. In the meantime, you best train as hard as you can, and I'd like to inform you about the concert that Silena Beauregard convinced me to host."

My eyes widened, "A concert?"

"In honor of the Fourth of July and Mr. D."

I looked wearily at Annabeth.

"Andrew from the Apollo cabin is the conductor of the orchestra. Most Hephaestus children are playing the low brass instruments, and more of Aphrodite's kids are playing the strings and woodwinds than Athena's cabin playing the clarinets and choosing decent songs to play," Chiron chuckled.

"What happened to the forest, Chiron?" Grover whimpered.

"Ah, that. Well, the Hephaestus cabin were working on the instruments when Beckendorf accidently set it on fire," he said, "Luckily, Juniper is not harmed."

Grover sighed in relief.

"Typhon stirs restlessly and Kronos is gathering an army greater than ours, even with Alma on our side," Chiron shifted his weight, "But we still have time to train. I have invited Thalia and Nico and they're working with the others in the amphitheater."

After the meeting, a few camp members were running around with high-end instruments. One of Beckendorf's friends was trying to carry the cello or whatever huge bass violin it was to the Athena's cabin. The Aphrodite kids were tuning their flutes while most Apollo kids were practicing percussion. At least I'm not going to sing or play anything because I'm not that good at it anyway.

Silena walked up to me while I was just arriving at the Poseidon cabin. My hopes were wrong about the singing part. -*gulp*-

"What're you gonna' sing, Percy?" she asked.

I shrugged, "Does everyone have to sing?"

"Everyone expects the children of the Big Three to sing!" she leaned in closer to whisper, "I'm singing Everytime We Touch."

I tried to sound enthusiastic, "Um... okay."

"I think Annabeth is singing one of those Utada Hikaru songs called Sanctuary or something like that."

I nodded and walked into my cabin. Before I could even turn my head from Silena, someone almost squeezed the guts out of me. That's when I found Tyson cleaning up my cabin... again.

"Percy!"

"You're squeezing me, big guy," I struggled as he let go of me. Tyson was wearing the same XXXL-sized jeans, a sea-blue shirt, and shoes that would've fit on Polyphemus's feet.

"Sorry. Did you see the theater?"

"Not yet."

Yay! Hurray for Tyson, Nico, and Thalia! They finally come in! And I've got some evil stuff to put in when the chapter for the Fourth of July comes in. *rubs hands evily* :)

In other news, this TLO fact on Rick's Twitter really raised questions:

TLO Fact #11: Rachel and Annabeth both play important roles in the final battle. Does Percy get together with one of them? Wait and see!