A/N: I have had nothing on my schedule, so... here is the next chapter!

POV: Annabeth

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The rest belongs to Rick Riordan and Stephenie Meyer.

Chapter 12: The Prophecy

We all ran after Jason to the mess hall, the Cullens right next to us, running at... well, our normal speed, not theirs. As we approached the dining hall we immediately noticed that there was a green light emanating from the place. Whatever prophecy Rachel was giving was important - and powerful. We rushed in and pushed our way through the crowd that was assembled around the green light without saying anything. And just as we reached the front, gasping for breath from the sprint, Rachel began to deliver her prophecy. The spirit of Delphi swirled around her in the form of a green fog, twisting and turning like a python as the smoke left her mouth. Rachel's eyes glowed bright green as the words tumbled out in an ancient voice that wasn't hers.

"You shall send three half-bloods, one not a spawn of the gods,

You shall find a new race of people, who exist against all odds,

You shall endure the conflicts between water and fire

But lose the one you greatly admire."

Rachel's mouth closed, the python fog returning its way down her gullet, and she slumped to the ground unconscious. And everyone started shouting.

Chiron eventually made his way over to Rachel, picked her up and set her on his back, and shut everyone's mouths effectively. Once everyone was silent, he stated, "It seems our Oracle has given a new prophecy."

Chiron told Percy, Jason, Piper and I to meet him in the Big House. I asked if I could bring along the Cullens, but only Carlisle and Edward came. We all sat down inside, where Mr. D was already waiting. I realized that I had yet to introduce the Cullens to him. Edward read my mind and shot me a questioning look.

"Edward, Carlisle, I'd like you to meet Mr. D, also known as Dionysus. He's the camp director. Mr. D, these are Edward and Carlisle Cullen." Mr. D nodded at them, his eyes bored and sullen.

"And who might you be? I doubt you are demigods." Dionysus asked Edward and Carlisle. I answered before they could.

"They're, well… they're vampires," Percy said.

"Tasteful joke, Peter. Where are their fangs and red eyes? What about the sunlight?" The Greek god did not look convinced in the slightest bit.

"Actually, we don't have red eyes because we drink the blood of animals, not humans, hence why our eyes are golden. We don't have fangs, but our teeth are as hard as granite. And we don't burn in sunlight. Our skin has a very strange reaction to it," Carlisle explained in less than a breath. Piper and Jason, who hadn't known any of this before, had their mouths gaping open and were staring at the two Cullens.

"I'd like to see this… strange reaction," Mr. D challenged, still completely unfazed and unbelieving.

"We'd show you, were we not pressed on time and the sun still in the sky." Dionysus opened his mouth to argue against Edward, but Chiron interrupted him.

"Mr. D, this is not actually why we came over here - Rachel has given a new prophecy."

"How, though?" Dionysus responded immediately, forgetting entirely about the vampire argument that he'd been completely immersed in only three seconds ago. "She can't give a prophecy without an issue at hand first. And there really isn't an issue…" His eyes darted to the Cullens.

Edward frowned, probably reading his thoughts. "I don't think we're the issue, Mr. Dionysus."

"If you really are vampires… wait, then you'd be monsters, wouldn't you? You shouldn't be able to have passed through the barrier!"

"I granted them permission to come in, Mr. D," I admitted, suddenly scared of having to spend the rest of my life as a squirrel or dolphin. Edward shot me a look that clearly said I was a lunatic, but I didn't bother explaining.

"Don't worry, though. They're good monsters," Percy defended me.

"Whatever. So, what was Rachel's prophecy?" Mr. D demanded.

""You shall send three half-bloods, one not a spawn of the gods,

You shall find a new race of people, who exist against all odds,

You shall endure the conflicts between water and fire

But lose the one you greatly admire," Piper, Jason, Percy and I all quoted at the exact same time.

"A little slower, maybe? And just Piper," Mr. D said, probably only playing with us.

""You shall send three half-bloods, one not a spawn of the gods,

You shall find a new race of people, who exist against all odds,

You shall endure the conflicts between water and fire

But lose the one you greatly admire," Piper finished saying the prophecy.

"But what would that mean?" Mr. D asked. "'You shall send three half-bloods, one not a spawn of the gods'?"

"Well, it means what it said, I guess," I said, repeating the line over and over in my head to try and make some sense of it. But Edward and Carlisle were already two steps ahead of us.

"No," Edward whispered, his yellow eyes wide with what looked like fear, his pale face two shades paler (if that was possible).

"What, Edward?" Percy asked him.

Only one world left his mouth. "Renesmee."

A/N: Sorry about that cliffy (well, not really *grins evilly*). I know that I've kind of left Amanda and Calypso out of the story for the past couple of chapters, but I promise they will make a reappearance in the next one.