Dec. 1

Dear diary,

Last night, I dreamed of Apollo. He was suspended in midair, in Olympus, in the throne room. Zeus paced the throne room, muttering to himself.

"Third time," he growled. "Third time I'm turning Apollo into a mortal. I must make sure he learns his lesson this time. How?" at this point, Zeus' brain looked about to overheat. He's the kind of guy that thunders around and doesn't think a lot. (Don't tell him I said that!)

"Athena!" he yelled, electricity crackling through his beard. In a flash of bright light, Athena appeared next to Zeus. She nodded her head slightly. "Father."

"Apollo has twice been stripped of immortality. This will be his third. Tell me, how will it be, that he learns his lesson this time?"

"Father, it has come to my attention that all oracles have been captured during the time in which Apollo was on Delos. Perhaps, it would be wise if he would free them from their captors' grasp before attaining godhood once more, though, of course, we will need a vote with the council before issuing such a massive quest." Athena said, with a small, almost inaudible sigh.

"Very well, I will consider your advice." in a flash of lightning, Zeus disappeared, leaving Athena and a suspended Apollo in the throne room.

Athena sighed. "For your sake, Apollo, I hope he doesn't think too hard." with that, she disappeared, and my dream changed.

Percy, I thought. Straight to Percy. My dream self entered an apartment which I recognised. Percy's home. I grinned when I saw Annabeth sleeping on Percy's lap, over a pile of homework. Percy was drooling, again. That's why I never allowed him on my bunk.

"Hey, lovebirds!" I called. Annabeth jerked awake, then focused on me.

"hi, Abby," she said, her cheeks turning red. "I was, uh, helping Percy with his homework, and we fell asleep."

I raised my eyebrows playfully. "Are you sure?" I loved teasing them, especially since they were one of my OTPs, along with Frazel, Jasper, and Caleo.

If possible, Annabeth's face flushed even a brighter red. "Yes."

"W'as goin' on?" Percy sat up, bleary-eyed. "Oh, hey Abby."

"Hello to you to." I fidgeted, suddenly feeling nervous. "I, uh,"

"Tell us!" Percy grinned like a six-year-old.

"I, uh, I joined the Hunters," I blurted out. Percy looked startled. "Does that mean when you come to Camp you'll be in the Artemis cabin and not with me?" he pouted, giving me his infamous baby seal eyes.

"Seaweed Brain!" Annabeth scolded, while laughing, swatting him on his arm. "That's cool!" she smiled. "You have to tell me about it! And tell Thalia 'hi' from me!"

"No prob. So, how's it going at Camp?" I asked

"Not bad, numbers are coming back up, but we're still trying to figure out ways to travel efficiently between camps," Annabeth informed me.

"And, we got Kym's shrine up. I hope she's happy," Percy muttered.

The scene was starting to fade around the edges, and I could feel myself edging toward consciousness. "Well, see you next time!" I grinned mischievously. "And don't forget to do your, ah, homework!" the duo turned crimson, scene was enveloped in darkness, and I woke up to a bucket of water over my head.

"Hey!" I sat bolt upright, completely dry. I willed the water to form a ball, and chase after Rachel, who was holding an empty bucket and running out of the tent. A faint splash sounded outside of the tent, and Rachel marched back in, soaking wet.

"To be fair, I did help her do it." Julianna grinned. I looked at her slyly. "You do know I'm a daughter of Poseidon, right? That means I don't get wet unless I want to." I snapped my fingers, and Rachel's clothes dried, and in turn, the moisture soaked into Julianna's clothing. She muttered a curse in ancient Greek.

I smirked. "Well, since you asked so nicely, I think I'll keep you wet, Jules." she muttered a few more curses at that.

"I wish you wouldn't keep speaking in ancient Greek." Rachel complained.

Julianna looked at her. "Certus. Melius est hoc- Sure. Is this better?"

"Please not Latin," I grumbled. "My mom almost had to strap me to a chair to make me learn that." being Chinese, I could understand learning Chinese. Living in Texas, I could understand learning Spanish (I'm still not fluent), I could easily learn ancient Greek, being a greek half-blood. But Latin? Even without dyslexia, it was literal torture to my brain.

"Yeah," Rachel agreed. "Just English, thank you very much."

I nodded. "Let's go." we broke camp, and continued our hunt for that damned fox.

I know it's a shorter chapter, I'll try to get another one up soon. Good Hunting!

~HunterofArtemis01

P.S. Comments and constructive criticism are welcome!