A/N Hello! no, I didn't die, my family went on vacation and I didn't have a computer that whole time, and then I was in Shakespeare camp (I was the co-director and also Hamlet.) and right now I'm in a two-week writing camp and won't have time to update again until the beginning of September. So sorry!

So...wow. I don't think I've ever gotten this far in a story before! (Confetti! Balloons!) So, those who reviewed (thank you!) thought that this last chapter (Dance, Baby, Dance) was really funny. Well, peoples, there is a lot more funny headed your way! Also some Good Old-Fashioned Screaming In Terror!

Review Replies:

TheMysticalEye (Guest): Well, hurray! My siblings read this and they told me it was stupid. But I'm glad I can make people laugh.

Zoha Ven: Well, I personally don't care what song is new or old or whatever. If I like it, I like it and if I don't, then I don't. I'm really behind, though too. I'm an introvert as well, and I talk to myself, too. Mostly because nobody's around who will listen, right?

Astrid Hofferson: Hear that, Astrid? People like you dancing! Maybe we should do it again.

(Astrid): No chance. It was embarrassing enough.

(me): Oh. Well, since you're here, would you mind doing the disclaimer?

(Astrid): Sigh. Fine. AHaddock3 owns nothing but Songbird and the plotline. All rights where they belong.

(me): Thank you! On with the show!

Chapter Nine

Hiccup stepped forward. He, Gobber, and Fishlegs had been talking quietly for the last minute or so.

"Well," He said, "As much as I'd like to avoid Astrid's axe-" loud laughter from the crowd -"we have decided that Songbird is the winner."

Loud cheers from the crowd and a death glare from Astrid. I smiled and said, "Good job, Astrid. I was much worse the first time I tried a dance-off. Everybody loses their first one, I'm pretty sure. No hard feelings?" I held out a hand.

She hesitated a moment, then took it. We shook.

I think I may have influenced whoever cooks the Great Hall meals.

Lunch was surprisingly good for being mutton. I believe they may have ransacked my spices. But oh, well. Vikings. What can you do?

We all had our mouths full (except Hiccup) when Hiccup said, "So, I was planning on flying out to Changewing island this afternoon."

The twins' heads shot up and they grinned...which was pretty disgusting with their mouths full.

"Changewing island?" Tuffnut said. "I love Changewings!"

Hiccup rolled his eyes. "Yes, we know. I wanted to find a scale, see if I can figure out what it's made of. You know, to see how Changewings camouflage?"

"We'll go!" Ruffnut shouted.

Snotlout put his hands flat on the table. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hiccup, have you forgotten that the Changewings hate us?"

"No, Snotlout, I have not forgotten." Hiccup said.

"And you wanna go anyway?"

"Yes."

Snotlout shook his head. "I'll come. Make sure you don't die of stupid...of...you know, I can't decide whether that's stupid or brave."

"You wouldn't," Astrid said.

"Hold up," Percy said. "What's a Changewing?"

"It's a dragon," I told him. "It camouflages like a chameleon and spits green glowing acid."

Percy looked ill.

"Well, I'm not going," He said firmly. "I've had enough acid to last a lifetime."

"Wassa matter?" Tuffnut chortled. "Are you chicken?"

"Leave him alone." I said in a threatening tone. "You know nothing about his experiences with acid and poison, so you are not allowed to say anything about his courage or otherwise. Got it?"

Tuffnut looked cowed. Well, that was a first.

"Yeah," he muttered.

Percy shot me a look. Thanks.

I nodded and turned back to Hiccup. "I'd like to go," I said. "I've never actually seen a Changewing."

And I think I really do need to go there, I thought to myself. My nightmare was coming back to me. A cave on Changewing island...and didn't most half-bloods or people involved with half-bloods have sort of prophetic dreams?

Hiccup looked faintly surprised. "Sure," he said, but was interrupted by Annabeth, who seemed to be trying to decide whether or not she wanted to come.

"So, these dragons," she said. "what do they look like?"

"They're red." said Ruffnut helpfully.

"I mean...you know what? Nevermind," Annabeth said. "I'll stay here, too."

The sudden remembering of my nightmare was eating away at my mind. Something about it...a man with green eyes...her bones...I really had to ask Percy and Annabeth what they thought.

"Hey guys, can I talk to you?"

I caught up to Percy and Annabeth as our group left the Great Hall.

"Well, that's never a good starting line," Percy observed. I laughed.

"No, not really. Um...have any mortals you guys have been around ever starting having, you know, half-blood dreams? Like, about future or present or past stuff?"

They looked at me funny. Well, it was a funny question.

"Uh..there's Rachel," Annabeth said.

"Yeah, but she's the Oracle."

"My mom," Percy said.

We both looked at him in surprise.

"Really?" Annabeth asked.

"Well, that's a new one," I muttered.

Percy looked embarrassed.

"Yeah..the morning we..um..left, I guess, she woke up and starting ranting about Vikings and curses and gods and fatal flaws and...something else I don't remember. I told her to calm down and that I'd figure it out. She was pretty upset."

He looked worried.

Well, I'd be worried too if my mom had a dream that involved all those things and then the same day I disappear on her. Poor Sally Jackson.

"Why do you ask?" said Annabeth in a suspicious tone.

I looked at the sky. I looked at my boots. I looked at my ring. I finally looked back at Percy and Annabeth.

We were alone, now. The dragon riders had gone off to prepare for their trip to Changewing island and nobody was around the Great Hall. Or in it, I sincerely hoped.

"I, um, kinda had this nightmare last night about a cave on Changewing Island," I admitted.

Silence.

Finally, Annabeth said, "Okay...What was in the cave?"

"Well," I said, trying to remember exactly. "There was a man wearing dark robes and a mask, but I could see his eyes. They were green. He tried to talk to me, but couldn't speak." I re-thought that. "Or else I couldn't hear him. But anyway, since he couldn't speak-"

"Or you couldn't hear him," Percy interjected.

"-yes, or since I couldn't hear him, he showed me words written on the cave wall. They were written in what looked like blood."

Percy grimaced and Annabeth looked a bit ill.

"What did the words say?" Annabeth asked.

"Well," I answered, "they were really fragmented, like some of them had washed away. There was only bits and pieces. But it mentioned the Mist, the bones of a woman, preventing the burning of a woman, something about 'across the centuries', something about a lover, and something about a sacrifice."

"Oh," Percy said.

"Well, we'll figure it out eventually," Annabeth sighed.

"Oh, yeah, there's something I wanted to ask you," Percy said.

I smirked. I was pretty sure what he wanted to ask about.

"Yeah?"

"Well, what you said about 'Poker Face' being in a movie of 'The Lightning Thief'...how does that work, exactly?"

"You mean, how was there a movie of it?"

Percy looked uncomfortable.

"Yeah."

I grinned.

"Well, my friend, movie makers decided they wanted a movie of the novel 'The Lightning Thief', which was your first adventure told from your own point of view. I loved the chapter names. 'I Accidentally Vaporize My Pre-Algebra Teacher'? Priceless. But anyway, they completely mangled the story. Completely and utterly. They completely mangled Camp Half-Blood as well. You're sixteen and driving in the movie. Then, a few years later, they decide to make a sequel, and completely mangled that one, too. In the first movie, you weren't blonde, Annabeth. In the second movie, you were. Go figure. But the mangling of the story! It didn't work! I mean, if Kronos had risen in the Sea of Monsters, would you have been able to kill him with just Riptide, Percy? No, I didn't think so. And the Great Prophecy? Totally messed up that, too."

Percy and Annabeth looked confused. I laughed.

"Later, guys. I'll explain later." I hurried off to find Hiccup.

A/N Again, everyone, I'm sorry about not updating in a while, and I'm sorry about only writing part of a chapter, and I 'm sorry I won't be updating for a couple weeks. Hugs and kisses for everyone as an apology! Love you guys! Thanks for your reviews and favorites and follows! I'm pressed for time so I gotta get home now!