Back from a little Fanfic-Free holiday... and I lost all my inspiration to continue this story. Great.

The Transfiguration Classroom and The Gryffindor Common Room, Hogwarts

Percy

Percy yawned. He was sitting in the sunlit Transfiguration department (That's what they call it in Britain, 'department'. Found out too late. Oh well). The sunlight was bouncing off the multicolored stained glass that filled the windows, allowing light to pass through and form unusual patterns on the classroom's floor. Their instructor, Professor McGonagall, was lecturing them on the principle of transfiguration as they took notes.

Percy wasn't paying attention. He didn't have to when he had a girlfriend like Annabeth. However, he would need to make sure he doesn't cross her before the exams, or else he probably wouldn't get a very good score.

Later that day, Percy and his friends (only way to keep track of them all) gathered in their dorm. The hollowed chamber provided some shade to the dazzling beam of light that was the sun. Apparently, Percy wasn't the only one bothered by the heat, as Thalia moved to close the curtains, turning the bright, round room into a dim place of peace. "So... anyone have a plan?" Jason began. Leo was already tinkering away at his device.

"There are so many objectives now... and not enough information," Annabeth complained, frustrated.

"Well, we have to get the demi-Titan, then get to Erebus," Percy started. "And that's only two goals."

"Two goals is a lot," Annabeth replied.

"Well... to be fair, we usually have two goals. I mean... c'mon! The trip to Alaska had two goals, help defend the legion, by getting the Amazons' help as well as the legion's eagle, and the second is to release Thanatos," Percy explained. "And their quest," he pointed at Jason, Piper and a distracted Leo. "They saved Piper's dad and rescued Hera-" Annabeth glared at him.

"Exactly. Only you might've forgot to mention that this time, the goals are defeat a primordial and get a demi-Titan back to camp. Never been done before," Annabeth retorted icily. Percy raised his hands up in surrender.

"A little optimism could do us some good, you know," Percy answered halfheartedly. Annabeth's sharp, piercing look made him continue. "Though of course, the... err... smart and wise daughter of Athena is always correct," Percy amended. Annabeth sighed, slightly amused and exasperated at the same time.

"Anyways, that's not what we are here for. We came to discuss-" Annabeth got cut off by a rapid tapping sound at the window. Percy rushed over, and swung the curtains aside, revealing a barn owl pecking furiously at the window, a letter clutched in its claws.

"What's that?" Thalia asked, suspicious. She hefted her spear.

"Oh, she's Olivia," Annabeth answered, already opening the window.

"Owlivia?" Thalia joked. The owl glared at her and hooted angrily. Annabeth was too busy reading the letter to respond. She gasped out loud.

"What?" Many people simultaneously asked. Annabeth was shaken as she looked over at them.

"Camp... Half-Blood. It has been... overrun b-by monsters."