A/N: This week's chapter! So I discovered something very important this weak . . . I have shoot really well WITHOUT a sight and BLIND (as in, with my natural very blurry eyesight). I got really good grouping and a surprising number in the gold. *ridiculous smile* and my school did a trip to laser quest for science; was my second time going and I did pretty well since I was totally going around all alone and not knowing how to do good. Anyways, enough random ranting about my life – enjoy your chapter!

Cora: I Think This Is All My Fault

My night was restless. I might have slept soundly, but my mind was tormented. With what exactly, I didn't remember, it faded as I woke. But it did make me feel nervous, almost exposed, as if someone had been invading my mind. I probably would have sat there for while, trying to clear my head and shake the sleep out of my system; Percy had other ideas.

"Look, Chiron Iris-messaged me. His news was . . ." he struggled to find the right word.

"Depressing? Unfortunate? Bad?" Annabeth prompted. "Worrisome?"

"Yeah, that," he agreed. "Well, Chiron mentioned Hunter - that's no big deal now - and there's another problem." He paused, looked at Hunter, and then looked at me. I returned his look, confused.

I felt a nudge and Hunter whispered, "Um, what's he saying?"

"Oh, right, sorry," I whispered back. "He's talking about Chiron Iris-messaging him." Percy sent another look (seriously, if he kept doing that, I might have needed to interrogate him later) towards me before continuing.

"Right, well, according to Chiron the gods are angry. Well, not really angry. It's confusing, but their kind of . . . anxious. At least that's how Chiron put it. He advised us to be on our guard. Because apparently they've been like this since we left. At least, that what Mr. D said when he turned up yesterday. But -"

"Hang on," I said cutting him off. "Who's Mr. D?" I looked at everyone. They looked sort of guilty, guess they forgot to mention something.

"Mr. D is short for Dionysus, the god of wine," Annabeth explained. "He's the Camp Director; he's at Camp for punishment. He chased an off-limits Wood Nymph, so he's at camp for the next, 50 years; roughly. He was recalled to Olympus the day you showed up. He probably ticked off Zeus or Hera again." I just nodded. Despite what Annabeth said, why did I have a feeling that that had to do with me directly?

"Yeah, though I wish he stayed there," Percy muttered then continued on. "Anyway, Chiron said we need to be careful. We might not have too much good luck."

I quickly relayed this all to Hunter. Then I frowned, thinking hard (yes, unlike my brother I actually thought. Not to have been mean to Percy, but it was true, sometimes). I had an extremely bad feeling about all of this. Of course right then my stomach growled.

Annabeth, Percy and Hunter all burst into peals of laughter. I felt my face grow hot. Percy's stomach starting to growl right after that made up for it. His face turned red and I began to laugh. I thought we were all starved.

"So, who knows where we can get some food? Because we only have a few emergency supplies." Percy said. I shrugged, clueless, as did Annabeth. I told Hunter our problem, and I watched as his face paled and he nodded. I frowned; his expression did not encourage anything good.

"What is it?" I asked him. "Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong. But, uh, I do know where to get food," he mumbled.

"You do?" I said skeptically, finding that a little odd.

"I did grow up here," he said. That surprised me, and it must have shown on my face because he gave a restrained laugh.

"Really?" I asked him. He nodded, still laughing a little. Then his stomach growled; causing me to smile.

Hunter stood up, swaying a little at first, and helped me up as well. Percy and Annabeth followed us as we climbed out of the ruined building. It was a little weird to be in the middle of a national historic site with a bunch of people already here.

We wound our way out of the site and into the city. Before we actually entered the city part, Hunter made me promise not to speak French, or let on that I understood everything. I didn't see much of a point in promising (I was still not aware of doing it) but I did in the end. Partly because I was so hungry I would agree to just about anything.

Me, Annabeth and Percy ended up waiting in some cafe. Hunter went off . . . somewhere. I assume to a bank because he came back and joined us with money. Two years at camp and he had a Canadian back account . . . a little strange. I wasn't going to question it though.

We ordered breakfast (I think I spoke in English . . . because I did try to stick to my promise) and finished in probably what was record time. After eating we quickly turned our talk to where we were going to head. Seeing as our ride had disappeared and we were deposited here by some spirit or god here. Annabeth pulled a huge map out of her bag (I think she carried everything for travel in there).

It didn't take long to figure out that the fastest way north would be heading over land. Then taking a boat (somehow) to the northern point. Which happens to be the most northern point in the world (thanks Annabeth). The only question was now getting there. And how things would go in the land beyond the gods.

Then Annabeth found a train track leading all the way to Hudson's Bay. That was great, there was a slight problem though. Getting money to afford it would be a challenge. And despite Hunter's miracle of getting money for breakfast; we would never afford it. I thought we were in a hopeless situation until . . .

"We could get a, uh, loan," Hunter said quietly. I looked at him confused.

"What?" I asked. I doubted any bank would loan teenagers money.

"I don't mean from the bank," he explained.

"Oh, that makes sense. But then how?" I said, still a little confused.

"Let's say I have relations," he muttered. There was a sad, almost scared look in his eyes. I just gave a small nod and didn't ask.

Hunter led us through Quebec City. And that city was hilly! Extremely hilly, most of the land you walked on was either uphill or downhill. It got tiring pretty fast. The city was pretty neat, but the mortal drivers were crazy and reckless, which kind of made an issue.

We wound up in front of a bright, large – almost a mansion – brick house. Before Hunter rang the doorbell, he made us promise (well, mostly made me) not to speak, comment, let on what was being said – anything really. When I asked why he just muttered that I'd see.

It took ringing the bell three times and knocking for the door to open. It was answered by a man around 40. He had light brown eyes, with hair that was a mix of blond and brown. His eyes looked on the edge of madness. Like something about to snap. He was clearly Hunter's dad, they looked very similar. But Hunter looked slightly different. Not just younger, and with different coloured eyes, but . . . cuter (that was not me. That was the creepy voice!).

Anyway, Hunter's dad looked at all of us with curiosity. His eyes settled on each of us for a moment. But then clearly stared at Hunter. His face broke into a sunny smile.

"Hunter! What are you doing here? How are you? Is everything okay? Come in! Come in!" he exclaimed embracing Hunter before ushering him inside. Then he motioned for us to follow. He led us into a spacious living room.

"Hi dad," Hunter mumbled. "I know it's been a long time but . . ." his dad cut him off.

"It's been years! I was starting to wonder! Now who are your friends?" he was still excited. I wondered if he had a screw loose . . . probably.

"This is Percy, Annabeth, and Cora," Hunter said introducing us. Percy and Annabeth smiled when they were introduced. I did the same, hoping I looked like I was confused (like Percy was).

They started talking and Hunter's dad kept asking him random questions, making a bored expression not too hard to pull off. The only thing was I could feel tension and Hunter kept glancing at me. This was going to be an interesting visit.

A/N: So? What do you think? What will happen now? *evil, knowing smile* I love having this entirely mapped out in my head! And don't you love Cora's creepy voice? It's so . . . odd. Anyways, let me know what you think – via review or alert or fav I don't care! Just let me know!