Steps Leading to a Demigod's Death:Step 1:A Prophecy

"So why were the harpies here in the first place?" I asked Annabeth as we walked throughout the camp.

"Apparently they were chasing one of our own a new demigod that a satyr helped bring in."Annabeth said.

"Where are they now?" I asked.

"She's in the big house." She said.

"And where's the satyr?"

"He didn't come back."

"Let's go then, I think we need to know more about whatever is going on." I said.

Annabeth nodded in agreement as we made our way to the big house.

We opened the door to the big house to see Chiron and a girl around 13 or 14 wrapped in a blanket.

Chiron looked back at us.

"Are the wounded being treated?" Chiron asked concerned.

I nodded.

"We wanted to ask the girl a couple of questions if you don't mind, just to kind of piece together what happened." Annabeth asked.

Chiron frowned but nodded reluctantly as he made his way out of the room.

The girl looked back at us and something stunned me.

Her long dark black hair cascaded over her body and her eyes were the brightest green I had ever seen. They glistened with fear and confusion.

"Who are you." she whispered softly.

I gulped and stepped forward.

"I'm Percy and that's Annabeth." I said softly as I pointed to Annabeth.

"What do you want and what is this place!" she asked scaredly.

Her eyes darted around the room.

"Hey, calm down, we're not the enemy, we're only here to help." Annabeth said stepping forward and then going down to her knees to meet the child's eyes.

"We want to know what happen so if you piece together what happened then that would be great um-"

"-Eve." the girl said.

"Right, Eve. Well if you can, start from the beginning and try not to leave anything out."

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Annabeth's skill and calm matter with Eve was still scary good to me. Who knew she'd be so good with kids! She managed to get all the information out of the girl and even managed to make her smile!

"Her name is Evelyn Mallory and she's from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. She said the harpies has been attacking her all day when the satyr had came and got her and as they just reached Long Island, they took the satyr and she ran to camp." Annabeth said before sitting down diagonal to Percy.

Yep.

She was amazing.

"Why did they follow her so far though, harpies are normally over in the Roman side,why come this far for one demigod." Will asked.

The counselors mumbled in discontent.

"Is it possible.. that she could be a kid of the Big Three?" Piper asked queasily.

The table gasped.

"She did kinda look like you Percy.." Travis said uneasily.

"And she had a powerful aura." Lou Ellen interjected.

People mumbled in agreement.

It was no secret that she did, when I first saw her, her power clashed with mine, it was almost sickening.

"No." I finally said.

"I don't think she's Big Three." I said.

"I agree." Nico said popping out from the shadows.

"Jesus!"Leo said falling out of his chair.

"Can we get this guy a bell!"

Nico sneered as he took a step forward out of the shadows.

"The girl is not Big three but something.. different. Be careful around her, as for the monsters, I've never seen this before, but it carries a scene of magic.. dark magic." Nico said.

Everyone's eyes turned to Lou Ellen.

She nodded.

"Yes, Nico is correct, the aura of the magic is unfamiliar to most, as it comes from a place that is unfamiliar to most, it comes from Tartarus." Lou Ellen said as the room went into panic.

Annabeth and I looked at eachother.

Are you ok? Her eyes seemed to say.

Yea,you? I said back.

She nodded but I knew we were both lying, any reminder of that place made us both pale and rendered us useless.

"Silence! Order!" Chiron tried to call for but no one would listen.

The door then was slammed opened to reveal a redhead by the name of Rachel Dare.

Annabeth and I stood up quickly as she came in quite frazzled.

"Rachel, are you okay?" Annabeth asked.

Rachel then looked up but you could tell it wasn't Rachel.

It was the Oracle of Delphi.

" Power of the Sea will be set free

Heart of the Sky is the Key

Search for the shackles that hold the King

To wake the restless the lyre will sing

Restore Olympus' power before the reaping

Before the rise of the sleeping

Poison spreads with the anger of the witness

the world's only hope are the heirs to Olympus"

The oracle says and then passed out on the floor.

The room was silent.

"I guess vacation is over?" Leo says.

"Call Camp Jupiter, I think we'll need a little help." I say.