Sarah's eyes snapped open, and she quickly sat up. A glance around a dark room only made her more confused. The last thing she remembered was warning Reyna and then heroically passing out. Sarah slowly looked down at herself and studied the blanket that had been laid over her.

Sarah collapsed back onto the couch and stared at the ceiling. There was no way for her to know how long she had been asleep for. It could have been a few hours or a few days. Sarah sighed and slowly stood. Her knees just about gave out on her, and she collapsed back onto the couch. Standing was not an option.

"You need to rest," a voice said. Sarah slowly turned her head and looked up at Chiron. Halfway to the Centaur's face, she saw a plate of food in his hands. Chiron sat the plate next to her. "Eat. How are you feeling?"

"I really need to stop using air travel so much," Sarah began. She took a small sip of water from her canteen and then focused on the plate. Sarah ate her food and tried to relax her aching muscles. It felt like she had been through a war. "I didn't drool, did I?"

"Not too badly," Chiron said. Sarah slowly wiped her face to try and get rid of the dried drool. Considering she had traveled from Rome to America and then a few different states in America, she was surprised that she was even awake. "When Nico overdoes it, I usually have to replant the grass. How do you feel?"

"Pretty pathetic," Sarah admitted. She focused back on the food and continued to eat. Sarah wanted to say more but couldn't. She sat the plate on the table and stared up at the ceiling. "How long was I asleep for?"

"Only about ten hours," Chiron replied. He looked like he wanted to say more, but he seemed to think to himself. Sarah slowly stretched and stood. She needed to get back to the other demititans. They would just worry about her and lecture her about disappearing again. It wasn't Sarah's fault that she needed to be alone to grieve.

The door behind them slammed open and fell off of its hinges. Sarah turned her head and watched Clarisse walk into the room. The large, always angry demigod looked madder than Sarah had ever seen. Clarisse looked at them and spoke, "Did we find Burza?"

"No," Chiron said. He walked towards Clarisse and gently grabbed her arm. Clarisse pulled her arm away. The demigod looked absolutely terrible. Her face was extremely pale, and there was a stiffness to how she moved. "You need to rest."

"I don't need to rest," Clarisse snapped. Sarah sighed and closed her eyes. Pat of her had considered just passing out back on the couch, but those two were being so loud. "There is no way that she could have escaped this camp. She's injured. I can find her."

"I'm not asking you to rest, Clarisse. You are injured badly. The only reason you are alive is because of your patron. The lightning should have killed you, and the wind destroyed most of the bones in your chest," Chiron began. He gently grabbed Clarisse's arm. "You are going to rest, for your sake."

"Chiron, I can't die; therefore, I don't need to rest. You have to stop treating me like your other campers. I know my limits," Clarisse snapped. "There are assassins running around. Why are we hiding behind our camp walls?"

"Because assassins can't get inside or are scared to," Sarah muttered. She glanced at the ceiling. There was a definite glare that was focused solely on her. Sarah slowly looked at Clarisse. "Am I wrong?"

"Stay out of this," Clarisse snapped. Sarah rolled her eyes. She was tired of the demigods. She was tired of how the demititans were pushed around. It was no wonder the assassins seemed to be everywhere. They were tired of the demigods as well. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"I was talking to Reyna and passed out," Sarah replied. She looked at Chiron. "I don't know what happened in between. It doesn't matter. I'll get out the of the great Greek's way."

Sarah turned and walked out of the Big House. As she walked, she did her best to fix her cloak. Sarah could probably find enough energy to air travel to the demititan base. She would definitely pass out for another week after that. Maybe, she should write a note for the others to find, so they wouldn't worry when she just appeared and passed out.

Sarah glanced around Camp Half-Blood. It didn't make sense that she was here. Camp Half-Blood really really hated Reyna's guts, and she hated them a little more. Did Sarah just get dumped off like garbage? Was something else happening?

It could have something to do with the two figures at the hole. They had been whispering rapidly, and when Sarah had moved closer to hear what they were saying, one looked directly at her. Sarah had ran, and when she came back to the hole, Reyna was gone.

Sarah felt kind of bad for abandoning Reyna, but at the same time, what was one demititan suppose to have done against two mysterious figures that magically knew where she was? Sarah looked down and felt someone grabbed her shoulder. She tensed and waited for an inevitable punch.

"I didn't mean to grab you, but you didn't seem to hear me," a voice said. Sarah slowly turned her head and looked at Sally. The champion of Clotho smiled at her. Sarah manged to return it.

Sally was an interesting case. As far as Sarah knew, Sally was Percy's mother and had been a regular mortal, until Clotho chose her as a champion. From there, Sally spent most of her time at Camp Half-Blood training and learning her new responsibilities.

"I was lost in thought," Sarah began. She liked Sally. The mortal turned immortal wasn't an asshole like the rest of the demigods. She seemed to sense the hurt that had built inside Sarah. It was still building. Losing a soulmate made it seem like one would never be complete again, and Sarah never would. "I didn't mean to ignore you. How are you doing?"

"I need help," Sally began. She led Sarah away from most of the demigods. "I don't know how to approach Percy about this. He's been overprotective, especially with everything that has happened to Annabeth. I'm not sure who to talk to about the dreams I've been having."

"Dreams aren't my thing. The demigods would probably be more help to you," Sarah began. She glanced down at her watch. Ryke was going to lecture her for not checking in again. Mason and Blake would be worrying about her. "Besides, I need to go."

"Wait," a voice said. Sarah quickly turned around. The person who had spoken wasn't behind her. Sarah slowly looked back at Sally, who watched her in concern. "Go with the champion. Find the truth."

"Father?" Sarah questioned. She slowly looked around for the Titan, and her eyes darted towards all of the shadows. She didn't see anyone watching her. Sarah frowned and looked back at Sally. The last thing she could do was disobey Lelantos. "What are the dreams that you've been having?"

"These dreams make it seem like I am seeing the memories of someone else," Sally began. She looked at Sarah, as if worried that the demititan would call her insane. Sarah just remained silent. "They all have one place in common though: a temple that belongs to the goddess of peace."

"Eirene's temple? I've been there once before," Sarah said. She crossed her arms. "Eirene wanted to introduce the demititans to the demigods and try to get us to make an alliance. Alex and I traveled to Eirene's temple to meet with her, but I ended up getting a bad feeling and leaving."

"Eirene might be able to help me. Could you take me there?" Sally questioned. Sarah looked down and finally nodded. She could probably use air travel once more time, and then, she would pass out for the next month. Sarah slowly grabbed onto Sally's hand.

Air screamed around them, and Sarah felt the world spin. She landed on solid ground and expected to collapse and eat dirt. Strangely, she didn't feel anymore tired than before. Sarah felt that she was still holding hands with Sally, but there was a separate grip on her shoulder.

Sarah slowly turned her head and looked at her father. He winked at her and placed a small flask into her hands. As a breeze flew down the street, Lelantos disappeared. Sarah swallowed painfully and took a small drink from the flash. She almost spit it back out, but strength slowly filled her limbs.

Sarah looked up and saw that Sally was already walking into the temple. The demititan slowly followed behind her. The last thing that Sarah needed was for Sally to get hurt. All of Camp Half-Blood would hate her guts.

"What makes you think that the goddess of peace could or would help?" Sarah asked. She glanced at Sally and drank more of the concoction. It took all of her willpower to not spit it out. "Goddesses don't really help anyone, unless it suits them."

"Percy told me that Eirene was helping him and Annabeth. They wouldn't go into details. They just promised me that they were safe," Sally explained. "I hope that Eirene can tell me what happened to Annabeth or point me in the right direction. She might be able to explain my dreams."

Sarah nodded and stepped inside the main room of the temple. Her eyes widened at all of the candles inside, and her nose crinkled from the clashing smells. Sarah didn't like the feeling that the temple left her with. It was a peaceful feeling but somehow fake, like someone was trying to pull the wool over her eyes.

"I don't like this," Sarah whispered. Sally looked around the the temple and walked towards a statue of Eirene. She placed a hand to it. Sarah heard a noise to her right and saw a wall starting to open. She felt a familiar presence and grabbed onto Sally.

Sarah shoved Sally into the shadows. Sally stared at her, but Sarah quickly shook her head. Whoever the goddess saw was going to be in serious trouble, and Sarah wouldn't let Sally face that.

Sarah watched the goddess in front of her. Eris was humming softly and had her eyes closed. Golden Ichor covered her body, but it didn't seem to be her own. A bloody sword loosely dangled fom Eris' hands. The goddess stopped humming and frowned. Her eyes opened.

"Demititan," Eris greeted. Sarah backed up and grabbed her bow. She notched an arrow and glanced at Sally. The champion of Clotho met her eyes, and Sarah made the smallest motion to the closing hole in the wall. "What are you doing here?"

"The stupidest thing of my life," Sarah answered. She fired an arrow at Eris. The goddess stepped to the side and smirked. She dropped the sword to the side and cracked her knuckles. Sarah decided it was time to run. She turned, only for Eris to appear in front of her.

A fist slammed directly into Sarah's face, and she fell backwards. A hand grabbed onto her cloak and threw her across the temple. Sarah slammed into the wall and felt it crack. She collapsed to the ground and wheezed for breath. Eris grabbed her by the neck and picked her up.

"You are of the reason that my daughter died," Eris hissed. She slammed Sarah into the wall. Sarah grabbed the goddess' hand. It was getting very hard to breath, and in a few seconds, her throat would be crushed. "I will make you suffer."

"Red killed herself," Sarah wheezed. The grip on her neck disappeared, and she collapsed to her knees. A foot slammed directly into her jaw, and she felt her jaw get knocked right out of place. Sarah collapsed and gripped her jaw with both hands. Tears of pain filled her eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Eris demanded. She grabbed Sarah by the cloak and pulled her up. Out of the corner of Sarah's eyes, she saw that Sally had disappeared through the hole in the wall. "No. You lie to me. Hylla killed my daughter. That is what she told me."

Sarah couldn't respond, so she closed her eyes tightly. Hopefully, the goddess would get bored of her and just leave her alone. After a moment, Eris spoke, "This one is going to be trouble. What should we do with her?"

Sarah opened her eyes. Eris definitely wasn't talking to her, unless this was some kind of new taunting tactic. A hand grabbed onto Sarah's shoulder, but this was much gentler, almost peaceful. Sarah looked up at a second goddess. The goddess' other hand tightly grabbed her injured jaw.

"I have no quarrel with you, demititan," the goddess whispered. She pulled Sarah to her feet. "I can sense the conflict and turmoil within you. For now, you will be at peace, but soon, the truth will set you free. You will find the ultimate peace."

Sarah tried to fight, but there was nothing that she could do as two fingers were placed to her temple. Sarah's knees went weak, and she collapsed against the goddess. Soft humming filled her ears, and the world disappeared into a peaceful sleep.