Clara POV

"Percy, you and Annabeth should go first, we know more about your quest."

"Woah woah woah. A quest?"

Renee sneered at the girl who came behind her. "Clarisse, what are you doing here?"

Juniper was there, too, and the satyr, Grover. She smiled. "I've got them, Chiron. Rennie, Clarisse and Clara, you're going to be… well, you'll see."

Renee groaned, and I giggled nervously. Clarisse glared at me.

I hadn't noticed Percy and Chiron disappear into a room, but I saw them come out, Percy looking very nervous.

"Annabeth, will you take Percy and Grover somewhere to discuss this?"

Annabeth nodded solemnly, and started walking away.

"Now, Clarissa, Renee, Clarisse, come with me. We haven't been able to make heads or tails of your prophecy yet, but since you two showed up, we do know that you are the demigods of the prophecy." Chiron said.

"And I need them for a quest because... ? Chiron, how many times have I told you, I can handle a quest by myself!"

"Clarisse, will you ever shut up and listen to your elders?" Juniper asked. "I've had to put up with this attitude for years, guys, I wish you luck."

I shivered a little, worried. Juniper's tone of voice was definitely not reassuring. We walked back into a room, the same room that Percy Jackson had come out of moments before, looking so nervous. I gulped.

There was a lifeless, life-size doll and a giant leopard head. And suddenly the doll wasn't lifeless anymore.


"Daughter of love, of war, of song

Never able to get along

Will they ever learn

When they take that turn

All one and the same

Give the gods a good name.

But beware the traitor

You'll wish you knew

Will you heed this advice

Don't discover him in you.

Go west, then south

To find the object

That will restore honor

To the gods once more."


This was definitely bad, but I didn't understand anything. Renee spoke up before I could get a word out, though.

"Chiron, all due respect, but what? How are we supposed to make heads or tails of this? I was knocked out for six days, woke up to find that I'm a freakin' demigod, claimed three hours later, and now this! You cannot expect me to go peacefully with them on a crazy death mission where I know ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!"

Juniper stepped up behind her. "Rennie, please. Please, we're trying to figure this out."

"And you, Juniper Garrett! You lied to me. We could have been killed by Melissa and Allison. You could've just told us something! Or maybe just taken us here, explained it all, without having to deal with Melissa and Allison at all. Do not use my nickname, Juniper."

"Renee, please. She's still the same person we've known forever. So am I. So are you. The three of us, we can be closer than before."

"You're doing my job, Clara. I'm usually the one to talk you into things with my, um, what's it? Charmspeak, apparently." But Renee was smiling as she said this, and I was happy to see the glimpse of the friend she was at her best.

"Losers. Anyway, Chiron, so I'm the leader of this quest. What do we do?"

Chiron frowned. "Clarisse, I'm not sure if this quest has a leader. You three are all going to have to work together. Annabeth and I have pieced together that you'll probably want to try Mexico. You leave tomorrow, along with Percy, Annabeth, and Grover. You'll have to split up almost immediately after you leave camp though, six demigods are too many."

"Five demigods and a Satyr, you mean," Juniper piped up.

"Yes. You leave in the morning, so I suggest you get a good night's sleep."

I hadn't realized how tired I was. We met Silena and Lee Fletcher, the head of the Apollo cabin, outside, and the second we saw them, we knew they had heard the prophecy beforehand. Silena was crying, and Lee had his lips in a hard frown. Silena put her arm around Renee, and Lee gave me an awkward hug. We walked toward our cabins together. Clarisse huffed behind us, and Juniper was between Renee and me. We reached Cabin Five first, which was a good thing, I couldn't stand to be near Clarisse any longer. I really just wanted to be with my friends who I had known forever. Juniper put her arm around me and her other around Renee. Then we got to cabin seven, which would apparently be my new home here. It was much nicer, and Lee told me it looked like solid gold when the sun caught it just right, but now it was dark.

"We have a special bed just for you. I told the others you were coming, some of them might be waiting for you, but you'll meet most of them in the morning. And yes, feel free to call us your brothers and sisters." I smiled, then looked back at Renee and Juniper. I ran to hug them, my best friends in the world.

I ran inside and collapsed on my bed. It was much softer than the one in the Hermes cabin, and I smiled, grateful to Lee for taking me in.


Narcissa POV:

I picked up the phone down the street in the Muggle town of Bradbury. She had to be at the demigod camp by now, I thought. Why hadn't he called me? Did he still remember me?

Draco was at Hogwarts til the summer term finished out, and Lucius was away on "business," whatever that meant. I tried not to get too involved with his dark dealings. But Clarissa would be going to Hogwarts in the fall, and I just had to know how my baby girl was doing. Not that she could ever know who she really was, though. I sighed and dialed the number he had given me, oh so many years ago. I couldn't believe I had never once called him. Well, actually, I could. With a son to take care of, and a secret to hide from my husband, it drove Clarissa and Apollo from my mind most days. Two rings, and I was so nervous, I was ready to put the phone down. The third ring, and I was considering running. In the middle of the fourth ring, someone picked up.

"Hello, Empire State Building. How may I help you?"

"Um…" Narcissa felt funny saying it. "Can you transfer me to Apollo on the, er, 600th floor."

"There is no 600th floor."

Apollo had told me what to do, of course. "My name is Narcissa, I'm a demigod parent. Apollo is my… my secret love."

"Right. Of course. I'll check if he's in his office."

I heard a beep, and then someone said, "Cissa! I'll be right with you!" I heard yelling on the other side, but it finally subsided and Apollo said into the phone, "Why didn't you ever call?"

"I've been busy. My wizard son, and keeping you a secret from my husband, thinking about Clarissa Jeanne. Is she at the camp, Apollo?"

"She is, but… Cissa, she got a quest. And I believe there is another witch-demigod in her presence, goes by the name of Renee Sanderson. Neither of them know their true heritage. They were both adopted. I don't know Sanderson's real, wizard father, but her mother is Aphrodite. Clara's last name is Bradley, and the Bradleys are really good people. I know nothing about the Sandersons, though."

"A quest, Apollo? Will she even make it to Hogwarts?"

"I really, really hope so. I don't think it's as dangerous a quest as some. Who knows, you may even cross paths. I need to go, Artemis is mad at me again," he said suddenly. The phone hung up with a click, and I was left feeling even worse than before.


A/N: So that's chapter four. Also, just in case you were wondering, Clara does NOT fall in love with her brother, that would make me a sick writer with no sense of humor. Also, as you can see, Clara and Renee are a year younger than Draco, Harry, and the gang. There is a reason for this, trust me.