Disclaimer:

I do not own the PJO characters.

We walked up to Rachel's cave, and when we got inside, I stared in awe at the many paintings that decorated the walls.

"Do you like them?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, they're amazing," I responded while still gaping at the many colors plastered on the walls.

"Well this is most of the small stuff," Rachel said while pointing to a pile of boxes, "There's still a whole bunch of stuff in the moving truck that I wasn't able to carry, that's why I wanted Percy to help."

"Well, with Trish's help, we'll be able to get this done in a jiffy," Percy explained, as he started towards the moving truck, which was parked at the bottom of Half Blood hill.

I turned around to look at Rachel and Annabeth and said, "We'll be right back."

"How many trips do you think it'll take?" Asked Rachel.

"Oh probably just one."

Rachel laughed, "There's a lot of stuff you know."

I just smiled back at her then turned and ran towards the truck. I arrived to see Percy struggling to balance three boxes on top of each other. I just smiled and shook my head. I lifted my hand, causing all of the boxes and a couch to lift up as well. I pulled all of the stuff out, and slowly lifted it up above me as I walked towards Rachel's cave. It must have been a funny sight to see for the driver of the truck.

I got back to the cave and Rachel looked up at me. "Okaaay, I was not expecting that," she laughed.

I slowly and gently placed the boxes and couch down in a nice, organized pile. "If you don't mind," Rachel said, "Could you put the couch in that corner." She then pointed to the one corner of the cave, I did what she said. "Thanks."

By lunch time, we had most of Rachel's stuff out of the boxes and organized. "Thanks again for helping, I can probably do the rest by myself after lunch," Rachel said as we started towards the pavilion.

"No problem, we were glad to help," Annabeth said while wrapping an arm around Percy's waist.

We arrived at the pavilion to see people crowded around someone. When I was finally able to push past everyone, I saw that they were crowded around Coral. But she wasn't alone, there was a peacock with her. It was beautiful, and really, really, big, almost the size of Coral herself. It looked over at me, and strutted over so that it was right in front of me.

Hello Trish, don't be afraid, you mother has sent me here as your guardian. My name is Eliza. I just stared at the animal as it talked to me. I then smiled, "Hello Eliza."

Thanks for reading! Also a shoutout to Noureen A for reviewing. Oh and I hope you like the name Eliza for the peacock, I didn't really have any other ideas for its name so ta da. And sorry for such a short chapter, but I thought that I would leave you guys in a bit of suspense, oh and I should be posting again today so I hope you will be able to read them.

-Lou Ellen