A/N: Hehe, hehe... *cowers in fear* Please don't kill me for not updating sooner! I've been on break and haven't had many opportunities to write. Plus I haven't gotten many reviews. I'm sorry! That's all I have to say on that topic. Moving on...

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POV: Amanda

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO, HoO, or Twilight. Sadly.

Chapter 6: Crash-landing

I woke up to sunshine and beautiful sky-blue eyes staring into mine. It was a boy, around my age, and he was sitting on my bed. Wait, what?

I sat up quickly to inspect my surroundings, and found myself in some sort of hospital. The guy who was sitting next to me jumped up quickly at my sudden move. "Where am I?" I asked suspiciously. "Who are you? Wha-" My sentence was interrupted by the boy holding his finger to my lips.

"Calm down. Your name is Amanda, right?" I nodded.

"Well, Amanda. What do you remember?"

I wracked my brain, searching for a memory that would explain to me where I was, why I was here, anything at all. But all I could pull up was the image of a horrible, disgusting monster sticking its pincer through my shoulder, and then a large, heavily muscled guy with curly black-brown hair picking me up and carrying me in his freezing arms. Which brought me back to where I was; I rolled my shoulder around a little, and was surprised that it only hurt mildly.

"Only that I got attacked by a monster and got carried somewhere by someone. Where am I? Who are you?"

"You're at Camp Half-Blood, the only safe haven for Greek demigods. And I'm Will Solace, your doctor at the moment." He smiled kindly, and asked me a question that I was sure I'd heard before. "Do you know why you weren't bleeding when you were stabbed by the monster?" His sky blue eyes were full of concern.

I turned and looked at myself again. In truth, I hadn't a clue as to why I hadn't bled. But I knew enough to understand that that wasn't normal. "No," I answered Will in a small voice, my eyes tearing up slightly.

"Hey, that's okay. We'll figure it out. You just rest. Are you hungry?" As if on cue, my stomach rumbled softly. He laughed quietly. "I'll make sure some food is brought in for you." He stood up and left the hospital where I found myself.

I thought about his words about Camp Half-Blood. Somehow, they seemed familiar, but I couldn't call up any memories. As far as I knew, my memories were locked up in a chest in the back of my mind. All I needed now was to find the key. I fell asleep before the food could get to my bed.

I woke up again to pink-orange light filtering through the roof of the hospital and sat up abruptly. It wasn't the light that had awoken me; it was a sound. The sound of something crashing into the ground right outside of the building and multiple people rushing, gathering around it. I ran outside, still wearing my ratty old clothes from yesterday (or this morning, I didn't know), and saw a group of people, all wearing either an orange t-shirt or-was that battle armor? - huddling around something that was giving off smoke. I pushed through the crowd, not bothering to be polite. When I got to the center, I saw the source of the - trouble? Smoke? Sound?. It was a pile of bronze scales and strange mechanisms. The bronze lump of metal suddenly started moving, making strange whirring and clicking sounds. Almost everyone jumped back in surprise. But that wasn't it; when the bronze thing shifted over, it revealed two bodies lying under it. One of them, a boy with messy brown hair and a pixieish face, and a slightly Hispanic appearance (it's not racist, okay?), sat up and started coughing. Then he leaned over the other body - a girl with cinnamon hair and pale skin - and shook her awake. He whispered something in her ear, and she sat up, leaning on his skinny chest.

"What's going on now?" A boy who looked around seventeen with blue-green eyes and wavy black hair pushed through the crowd to get to the scene. I didn't know why, but I felt like I knew him. He was followed closely by a blonde-haired girl who looked plain deadly to me. I made a mental note to never cross her, whoever she was. Soon after came a bronze-haired boy with his arms around a brunette; both were so beautiful I wanted to start crying.

The boy in the front - his name came to me suddenly, without explanation: Percy - stepped out of the crowd, sweeping the scene quickly with his sea-colored eyes. When they landed on the boy and girl, who were still coughing, they widened dramatically.

Percy's mouth opened and he nearly shouted, "Leo?!" Everyone stared at the boy supposedly called Leo as he stood up and brushed dirt off of himself.

"Hey, my peeps! Too long it's been." He opened his arms out wide as if he was Harry Houdini and had just completed an incredible magic trick.

"Where have you been, LEO VALDEZ?!" At this point, the deadly looking blonde girl was screaming at Leo, almost running towards him. "We thought you DIED!"

Leo scratched his head, looking a bit scared of the girl himself. I didn't blame him. "Technically, I did die. But Festus resurrected me, and..."

"WHAT?!" the blonde screamed, and finally Percy - how I knew his name I still didn't understand - wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear, calming her down quite effectively.

By this point, the other girl, who'd crash-landed with Leo, was standing up and brushing herself off as well. She, like Percy, seemed very familiar to me. I looked her over and realized how naturally beautiful she was. She wasn't wearing any makeup or anything, and yet she was almost as beautiful as the couple standing behind Percy. Almost, but not quite. Yes, she seemed very familiar. Why?

"Leo... Who is... Calypso?!" Percy looked like he'd nearly just ruined his pants. Calypso? The name, again, sounded familiar to me…

"Hello, Percy." Calypso said calmly, combing her long auburn hair with her fingers.

"Uh... Uh... What?" Percy looked like a tomato. No joke.

"You must be... Annabeth?" Calypso asked the blonde girl, still completely calm.

"Uh... Yes. Seaweed Brain? Are you okay?" Percy seemed as though he was about to faint.

"Percy!" Annabeth put her arm around his waist to prevent him from falling over. She must

have been very strong to hold him up.

I decided that I was too overly confused and I wanted to ask some questions, so I stepped out into the crowd.

"Hello? What is going on here?" I nearly shouted.

Finally, I managed to divert everyone's attention and bring it back to me. Including Calypso's attention. She looked at me and her eyes widened. She then whispered two words. "Amanda? Mandy?"

A/N: So, I just kinda cranked it out all at once. I have this sixth sense or something that makes me always leave cliffies, sorry. If you have an idea on what you think should happen next or what you want to happen next, review and I will get it into the story.