Hello, People! Before we get to the story, I have a few things to say.

1. I do not own Rick's stuff, because I am not Rick. This is a disclaimer. I DON'T OWN. Got it? Good. They only thing I own is my ideas, and I ask that you don't copy them. Thanks!

2. The poem that this is based on is "The Tyger" by William Blake. I am not William Blake, so I don't own the poem.

3. This is set after BoO. ToA never happens, so it might not be completely canon.

Tyger Tyger Burning Bright

Chapter 1 - In what distant deeps or skies

P.o.V. - Percy

It wasn't that he missed the war, exactly.

For Hades' sake, he hated it when he almost gets killed. It wasn't exactly... fun.

But here he was, lying in the lake, feeling... well, he wasn't sure exactly what he felt. Percy would have said bored, but that wasn't it. He had plenty to do- hang out with his friends, clean the stables, climb the rock wall, etc... but he just didn't feel like it. No, it wasn't boredom. It was just... lack of excitement? He supposed that after spending the summer trying to save the world from Mother Earth with a few other teens he'd feel connected with them, but he found himself feeling connected with the danger as well.

Knowing that it wasn't good did nothing to change it.

Percy glanced at the sun. It was almost dinnertime. With a sigh that startled a few fish away, he swam up to the top of the lake and got out, instantly drying off. Then, he started walking toward the pavilion.

The other campers were still busy with their activities. He saw Piper and Jason sparring, dagger against gladius. They were moving so fast that all Percy could see was a blur of blades, gold and bronze.

Leo and Calypso were out by Cabin 9 with Festus. Percy really wasn't sure how he felt about Calypso's new-found freedom. He was glad for her, certainly, but he still felt guilty. He had promised to get her off of that island, and then... well, Leo had done it.

Annabeth was sure to be found with her cabin, planning Friday's game of capture the flag. He already had his alliance with her settled, along with Apollo, Hephaestus, Aphrodite, Nike, Tyche, and Hades. Hermes was leading the other team, which included Zeus, Ares, Demeter, Hecate, and a few others. It would be a tough game.

Finally, the conch horn's sound rang through camp and everyone started coming up to where Percy stood. He found his place in line and got his food. Then, he walked over to the Poseidon table, where some of his friends were already seated. The rules had become way more lenient after the war. Everyone sat pretty much wherever they wanted to.

To Percy's surprise, Rachel was seated next to Annabeth and across from Piper. As far as he knew, she wasn't supposed to have arrived until next Tuesday.

He sat down next to Jason. All of the Seven, besides Frank and Hazel, were at the table, along with Rachel, Calypso, and Nico.

"Hey, Percy," Rachel said as he sat down.

"Hey, I thought you were coming next week," he said.

She frowned and mouthed, 'I'll explain later.' as Chiron pounded his hoof on the floor of the pavilion. The campers quieted, and Chiron began the announcements. It was the usual stuff, the upcoming capture the flag game, canoe races, and a new camper. Percy zoned out through most of it. Then,

"And the Hunters of Artemis will be arriving next week. Please try to treat them decently. To the gods!"

Everyone raised their goblets and echoed the cheer halfheartedly. Then, after making their sacrifices, they sat down to eat.

"What's so bad about the Hunters coming?" Piper asked. She'd only seen them in battle, Percy figured, so she wouldn't know about the rivalry.

"The Hunters and the campers don't exactly get along," Annabeth explained as she poked at her food. "It's an old feud. We always play capture the flag when they come, them versus all the campers. They always win. Though I wonder..."

She stared off into space, lightly drawing with her fork. Of course, Percy thought fondly, she's already planning the strategies for the game.

"Well, it'll be good to see Thalia," Jason said.

Leo snorted. "Speak for yourself, Sparky. Your sister hates me."

Calypso gave him a look like, behave, or else. He instantly started shoveling his tacos into his mouth.

Percy snickered despite himself. "Well, me and Pinecone Face-"

"Pinecone Face and I," Annabeth corrected absently.

Percy grimaced. "Right. Well, Pinecone Face and I have had our differences, but we're cool. She's not really that bad. The other Hunters though-"

"Oh, they are so feminists," Leo said. He glanced at Calypso. "Well, not saying girls don't deserve respect, but seriously-"

"Shut up, Leo," Piper and Calypso said simultaneously. They grinned at each other.

"So, Rachel," Percy said. He noticed that she really hadn't said much yet. "What's up?"

"I had a feeling that I should come here sooner than planned, so I did. I keep getting visions," she said. Her voice seemed distant, like she wasn't completely there.

Annabeth frowned. "Anything... bad?"

Rachel shook her head. "Nothing critical. Just... unsettling."

"The spirits have been restless," Nico said.

Percy jumped. He'd forgotten that Nico was there. He could be really creepy when he wanted to be.

"What do you mean, 'restless,'" Jason asked. "I mean, spirits don't really rest, and they're usually not calm..."

"They sense something. I'll have to do more research."

Piper frowned, setting down her fork. "Well, I hope we don't get another prophecy. It's too soon."

"I don't think the gods would be ready for another war either," Calypso said. "They're still recovering from the one with Gaia."

People began to leave the pavilion. Once they were done eating, they got up and went down by the campfire pit. The fire wouldn't start for awhile, but it was a nice place to hang out. Chiron was there, talking with a satyr. They went around them and sat down.

"Have you seen anything in your dagger?" Annabeth asked Piper.

"Just the regular stuff, y'know, monsters, spirits... I haven't seen anything bad."

Percy almost pointed out that monsters and spirits usually meant bad, but refrained. He didn't think the comment would be welcome.

He looked around. Leo and Calypso had ran off somewhere, and were nowhere in sight. Rachel was still there, and was talking with Annabeth and Piper. Jason and Nico sat staring at the firepit. Percy walked over by them.

Jason smiled at him. "Hey, man."

"Hey," Percy replied.

Nico was holding a skeleton cat, stroking it. It was almost amusing.

"Didn't take you for a cat person," Percy said. Nico glanced at him and put the skeleton on his shoulder.

"I didn't take you for a Roman praetor."

"Former," Percy corrected.

Jason shrugged. "He has a point. I mean, you're kinda more of a Greek fighter."

Percy blinked. "I am Greek."

"Exactly," Nico said.

Percy shook his head. He was confused.

"So..." he said, trying to start a conversation. "You still play Mythomagic?"

Nico gave him a What the Hades...? look and said, "No..."

Jason adjusted his glasses. "Mythomagic?"

"A stupid card game I played as a kid," Nico said.

Percy smirked. "You mean obsessed over?"

"No."

People began to walk down to the fire. Chiron was no longer talking with the satyr.

Jason looked over at the fire as it got larger. "Do you think-"

Suddenly, Rachel gasped. Green smoke swirled around her. Annabeth and Piper grabbed her as she fell. She spoke in the Oracle's voice,

Among the camp that holds the Greeks
A morbid killer lurks and seeks
to slay six victims one by one
And the Martyr when the time is done.
The traitor will then run away
with the Murderer there to stay.
The Hero then, if the gods bless,
will stop the killer in their tracks.
And then, only then, will it be revealed
who the killer serves
And if he yields.

As Rachel collapsed, Annabeth and Piper caught her so she wouldn't get hurt.

Chiron stood by the fire, his expression unreadable.

"Counselors meeting in the Big House now," he said calmly. "The rest of you are dismissed to your cabins for the night. Everyone goes everywhere with at least two other people. Dismissed."

The campers scurried off, and the counselors headed toward the Big House. Annabeth and Piper carried Rachel there. Percy turned to his technically-not-cousins.

"Shall we?"

A/N: And here's chapter one! Sorry, I know the prophecy could be way better, but my poetry skills are, well, nonexistent.

Please review and tell me what you think!

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