Annabeth's POV

As Leila's eyes burned into hers, Annabeth had the uneasy feeling that she could read her thoughts. Everything about Leila Brooke screamed "Danger!" Everything from her expression to her body language to her background.

How could Percy not see that?

A million possibilities raced through her mind.

Keep her at the camp? No. Too dangerous.

Let her into the mortal world? Impossible.

Kill her? The best solution, but also not possible.

"I say we figure this out tomorrow." Percy piped up. "I'm starving."

Annabeth sighed heavily. Leave it to Seaweed Brain to put off the major issues.

Leila kicked the sword on the ground away from her, and it went skidding across the room.

"I'm going to go see Chiron." she muttered before storming out.

Nico shifted his feet awkwardly and said quickly, "I'm going to check what's going on. You know, who's alive and who's not."

Percy looked at Annabeth, evaluating her mood, before leaving as well.

"Leaving all the work to me, aren't you?" she said to herself. Annabeth pulled her Yankees cap out of her pocket and shoved it on her head.

She ran outside and scanned the perimeter before catching sight of Leila Brooke, sneaking behind the cabins to the Big House.

Annabeth adjusted her cap before sprinting after Leila, determined to see what she was up to.

Leila's POV

Leila pushed open the door of the Big House and cautiously stepped inside.

Chiron was seated near the window, with his horse legs in a painful position. As a son of Apollo put the last of the bandages on him, Chiron caught a glance of Leila.

His eyes widened, and he said hurriedly, "That will do, Will. There are others in need."

"Call me if you need any more help, Chiron." Will said tiredly, before turning to leave.

He caught sight of Leila, and his bright blue eyes narrowed. He strode up to her and got in her face, saying loudly, "Brooke, if you lay one finger on Chiron, I swear -"

"Spare me the lecture. Do you really think I'd do something as stupid as that?" Leila said sharply.

"I saw you earlier. I saw...how you changed. Daughter of Poseidon or not, you don't belong here." Will spun on his heel angrily and slammed the door behind him.

Chiron exhaled and began, "Mr. Solace is just worried for the camp, as we are all. Don't -"

"Chiron." Leila interrupted. "I know exactly how dangerous I am. I don't blame Will at all. I wanted to ask you something."

The centaur said nothing, and looked at her warily with his ancient eyes.

Leila leaned forward and said, "Why are daughter of Poseidon so dangerous? Why hasn't one been born for the past 500 years?"

"Who told you that?"

"Charon."

"How -"

"I died, then came back. Long story."

Chiron closed his eyes for a long time, and murmured, "Charon always had a soft spot for the daughters. I never understood why. And that is part of the reason why you are so very risky to have around. What happened to you earlier - you dying, then coming back - that is against the Ancient Laws. Ocean water has a peculiar effect on you and your kind."

Leila raised an eyebrow. "My kind?"

Chiron spread his hands. "Daughters of Poseidon are unlike any other demigods. Which is why they were forbidden by Zeus. They were causing too much trouble in the mortal world and Underworld. Cleopatra, for example -"

"Hang on, forbidden by Zeus? So I wasn't even supposed to be born?"

"No." Chiron said firmly. "You have powers which extend far beyond anything you could have dreamed."

"He called me a healer. Is that one of them?"

"Oh, yes. Healers have the ability to treat injuries using water. I've trained many a healer before the oath was taken. Joan of Arc was a very talented one. I could train you as well." Chiron said neutrally.

"I don't want to give Kronos more power than he already has." Leila said carefully.

The centaur nodded approvingly. "Very wise of you. Now tell me. How exactly did you come by our camp?"

Behind Chiron's mask of calm, Leila could see curiosity burning in his eyes. She felt that Chiron was someone that she could trust.

Leila took a deep breath, and started, "Well, it all began at MLK Middle School. When the school gym was attacked by Leroy the Cyclops..."

Annabeth's POV

After a long conversation, Leila got up and nodded at Chiron. "Thank you. For understanding."

Chiron frowned. "Don't get into too much trouble, Ms. Brooke. It will take a while for the campers to trust you."

She pursed her lips. "I'll try not to do anything major."

Just as she was about to leave, she turned around. "One last thing, Chiron. Cleopatra was queen of Egypt."

Chiron raised his eyebrows. "Yes?"

"I thought Greeks didn't like Egyptians. How could she have been a demigod?"

Chiron smiled mysteriously. "Who said that Cleopatra knew that she was a demigod? Perhaps she believed in something different."

Leila shook her head in confusion and opened the door. Annabeth barely managed to squeeze through before the door swung shut.

Leila paused for a few moments on the porch, gazing at the view of the strawberry fields.

Annabeth, of course, was dying to know what she was thinking.

"They're not ready." Leila muttered. "Far too weak for the invasion force."

She leaned her elbows on the railing, and took a deep breath.

"You said I would be lonely and compassionate, Charon." she mused to herself. "I can see the lonely now, but not the compassionate."

What is she talking about? Annabeth wondered what the exchange between Charon and Leila would have sounded like.

Leila turned and looked directly at her, a smile curving her lips . "After all, why should I strain myself on demigods who won't accept me? Especially Annabeth Chase."

Annabeth stumbled backwards. It was impossible for Leila to be able to see her. She was invisible, for gods' sakes.

"She should trust me more. I'm on her side, after all." Leila continued mercilessly, her eyes twinkling.

"Okay, okay." Annabeth said, taking off her cap. "How could you see me?"

"Aftereffects of being a ghost. It'll wear off eventually." she said, tracing her fingers on the wood of the railing.

Annabeth made a mental note to never underestimate Leila again. She was a lot more intelligent than she looked.

"You still have my knife, by the way." she said suddenly. "I love to have it back."

Annabeth felt around, and her fingers brushed against the hilt in her pocket. She tossed it from her left hand to her right, enjoying the look of irritation on Leila's face.

"It says Camp Half-Blood on it." Annabeth stated. "Does Kronos' army steal weapons from us?"

"The army doesn't need to." Leila scoffed, snatching the knife from her. "My mother gave me this knife for my birthday. Just like your mother gave you that cap."

"How did you know that?" Annabeth said, her fingers tightening around the cloth.

Leila paled, and mumbled, "Forget I said anything."

"Tell me!" Annabeth urged.

"No, seriously. Forget it." Leila brushed past her and shoved her hands in her pockets. "You'd be disgusted if you found out."

After a couple of steps, Leila stopped abruptly. She turned around, and said darkly, "Luke had tabs of all magical items at Camp Half-Blood. I memorized them because I had to. That's how I know about your cap."

Annabeth was, for once, at a loss for words.

Leila tilted her head to the side and added, "You have no idea."

"No idea about what?"

"About how evil Luke is. His change is permanent, Annabeth. Stop hoping."

As Annabeth watched Leila's retreating figure, she blinked the tears out of her eyes.

Stop thinking about him. She commanded herself. We have bigger problems at hand.

Leila had information about Kronos' army. And by the gods, Annabeth was going to find it out.

***A/N: How did I do Annabeth's POV? And which POV do you want next? Let me know by reviewing!