The predication was met by a complete shocked silence. It was like everyone had forgotten how to breathe. It was like a judge just uttered a death sentence. Everyone was staring where the mist baby had been. As if trying to tell themselves it had been a dream. Then almost as if a signal went out everyone started talking at once.

"A child of art and travel?"

"Zeus is gonna be pissed."

"Ten bucks says it has something to do with Percy again."

I ignored the frantic whispers around me. I was too busy thinking about the third line in the prophecy the one about death and a mothers fury. That line troubled me the most. Suzie grabbed my hand under the table and I was pulled from my thoughts. I tried to squeeze her hand reassuringly. It probably felt more like a nervous spasm though. Then I turned to Mike, my seventeen year old half brother.

"I wonder what this means," I whispered to him. Mike rolled his eyes.

"The gods are going to retreat to Olympus, Zeus will make them all swear on the Rover Styx, one of them will break the oath, then gods help the poor hero and its mom."

"Well," I said, "someone's bitter." Mike barked a harsh laugh.

"It's the same thing every time, sis. It gets old," he said before he turned away to pass Travis his money. Chiron stomped to get everyone's attention and after a few tries the pavilion reached a relative silence.

"Heros," he yelled, "do not be alarmed, you are trained for thing. Like this. Now everyone calm down and head down to the campfire as soon as you are finished eating."

"I can't believe it," my best friend Lynn said as we walked over to the campfire together.

"Can't believe what?" I asked.

"That Chiron is being so nonchalant about the new prophecy," she said.

"Prophecies are known to take years, even eons, to complete, I'm sure it won't happen until we're old and wrinkly." Lynn scrunched up her nose.

"I will never wrinkle, I'll ask my dad to make sure I don't."

"Your father is the god of medicine, I don't think plastic surgeon is part of his job description." Lynn is a daughter of Apollo, but you wouldn't know by looking at her. She has black hair, brown eyes, and pale skin. When she first arrived at camp everyone thought her father was Hades since she has a startling resemblance to Nico. It wasn't until we all saw her nail a target from a hundred feet with a bow until we were fully convinced of her parentage.

"Yeah, well, I'm gonna ask him," she said with a nod. Then she waved to me and ran ahead so she could join her siblings setting up the amphitheater, leaving me to walk alone.

I didn't mind the solitude though. In fact it was so rare in my life that I craved it. I valued every second alone with my thoughts. My moment was o er however when a pair of warm hands wrapped around my eyes from behind.

"Guess who?" a boys voice said.

"Travis?" I guessed. I knew it was wrong but I wanted to see If I could annoy my new "friend" into telling me his real name.

"No," the voice said sounding slightly hurt. "I know you know who I am!"

"Well, seeing as you refuse to tell me your name, this isn't a particularly fair game," I tried to reason. The hands dropped from my eyes and 'Fred' stepped out from behind me, laughing.

"You aren't as stupid as some of your siblings are, I'll give you that," he laughed. I crossed my arms and huffed.

"Only I can make fun of my siblings," I said,

"So you do admit they are stupid," I cursed under my breath.

"I never said that."

"But it was implied."

"Are you ever going to tell me who you are?" I asked quickly changing the subject. He laughed.

"Why would I tell you, when you are obviously hung up on the hot mystery man you are currently talking to?" I sighed heavily.

"Come on, if you tell me I'll tell you something about me." Fred laughed.

"How about I give you a hint after the fire and you can give me your guess tomorrow?"

"How about I ask one of the other campers, I saw you at the Apollo table, so your obviously with them, a new camper m guess."

"But then you would miss out on this game," he said with a pout.

"Fine, I'll play along, but you have to swear on the Styx that if I guess right you'll tell me."

"Fine, I swear on the River Styx to tell the truth," he said.

"So what's my hint?" I urged, I would never admit this to him but I was in fact, extremely interested in mystery boy.

"You'll have to wait until after the campfire, I'll give you the hint then." I rolled my eyes. We had almost reached the amphitheater when dad fell into stride next to me.

"Kyle is asking for you," he said. "Travis also asked me to tell you that Suzie won't stop crying and they need you to calm her down before she hurts someone." i nodded.

"See you after the fire... Fred" I called over my shoulder. My dad gave him a questioning look and Fred laughed.

"Later, sweetheart," he called. Dad turned completely red as I turned away and jogged toward my siblings. I picked up Suzie and plopped her down on my lap and pulled Kyle in close to my side. Lizzy laughed.

"I don't know how you do it," she said.

"Do what?"

"You are the only person able to calm the two of them down, it's a gift." Now it was my turn to laugh.

"It's because I'm a freaking saint," Travis snorted as he sat down next to me.

"This is coming from the girl who tried to decapitate Drake not three hours ago," he elbowed me.

"I had a perfectly logical reason for that," I replied.

"Which was?"

"He was..." I trailed off. I actually did not have a real reason for trying to kill Drake, except that he had been annoying me. Travis seemed to realize that I did not have a reason and started laughing.

"Just admit that you have anger management issues that rival the Ares Cabin and I'll let it drop," Travis taunted. Before I could answer the Apollo kids started singing a song about being our own cousin. In this family that wasn't far off. We mut have sang for hours before Chiron insisted we all say good bye to our parents and head off to bed.

Dad helped carry the sleeping Kyle while I took Suzie. I did not tell anyone at the time, but I was trying to stall to get my clue from 'Fred.' I shuffled my feet purposefully so he had time to catch up. After about five minutes I gave up waiting for him and picked up a more normal speed, falling into Step beside dad. We were still well behind the group when he decided to break the silence.

"Laura, I don't want you hanging out with that boy anymore," my father said suddenly. I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Why not?"

"Because, he isn't good for you," he said while shifting Kyle. I stopped walking and turned to look at him.

"Dad, it's no big deal, I've only just met him," I said, confused. Why would my dad care about who I chose to hang out with?

"Fine, but if I hear anything about you and this boy, there will be problems, understood?" I nodded at my dad but already I knew I wasn't going to listen to him. Something about my mystery boy was strangely familiar, like I had seen it a thousand times before. Looking back I wish I had taken father's warning more seriously, it would have spared everyone a whole ton of trouble.

Dad dropped Kyle into Conner's arms and quickly said his good-byes before walking toward the Big House. Without a doubt the Olympians were going to go into an emergency meeting about the new prophecy.

"Yo, Laura," Travis called from inside the cabin after dad left. "What's this thing on your bed?" I was shaking my head as I returned inside the cabin.

"I didn't leave anything on my bed," I grumbled. "I'm not so stupid as to leave something personal out with you asshats around." Travis cursed.

"Well, whatever it ks it burns to touch it."

"There's noth-" I stopped when I looked up and saw it. On my bed lay a golden arrow. It was shedding a soft golden light, like the early morning sun. There was a note lying next to it, which I picked up.

Your dad is pissed off

This arrow is your first hint

Two days starting now.

I put down the note and carefully poked the arrow. It didn't burn me when I touched it, although it was slighty warmer than was natural. The head was shaped like a heart and the whole thing looked to be made of gold. It was beyond beautiful. I hurriedly wrapped it in an extra shirt and put it on my shelf so none of my siblings would think of taking it.

A/N So what did you think? Do you guys want to see the events so far in Apollo's POV or should the whole story be in Laura's? Let me know please and please please leave a review and let me know whatyou think even if you hate it :p (please don't leave flames though)

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Vicki