Percy's walk through camp was brisk. He had exited his cabin and made a bee-line straight to the Athena cabin, where he stepped onto the porch and rapped his knuckles against the sturdy wooden door. "Hey Perce, she'll be out in a second" Malcom said, half asleep. Malcom closed the door, leaving Percy to his thoughts. Worries had been few since the crusade against Gaia. No Titan's or Giants had been reported since the defeat. Of course, there was always the few monster's that fermented trouble. And there was at least 1 demi-god a week that struggled over the magical boundary. Usually with their first monster battle in hand as well. Everything at Camp Half-Blood was about as normal as it could get. That was why this dream freaked him out so much. If Percy had to go to war again, he wasn't sure his mind could take it. Especially if he was going up against other people. Fighting monsters was different from fighting humans. Percy didn't want to carry the burden of knowing that he killed someone with his blade. Just knowing that Michael Yew died from his actions was enough to make him queasy. He didn't tell anyone that because they would all say the same 'No Percy, it wasn't your fault' and no matter how many times someone told him that, the feeling that was telling him it was his fault, would not go away.
"Hey Percy, sorry I took longer than expected" she said, flashing him a smile. Then she noticed the sour look on his face, "Oh, Percy what's wrong?"
"Oh, don't worry about it." He said, throwing her one of his lop-sided grins. He took her hand into his and started walking. "It's a beautiful day today, I'm with my amazingly gorgeous girlfriend and we're about to go on an early morning stroll (To the big house), what could go wrong?"
"Percy!" Annabeth scolded, "You, of all people should know you're not meant to say stuff like that. Even at Camp."
"Annabeth that might just be one of the smartest things you have ever said"
"Shut-up Percy". They walked in silence for a few minutes after that, listening to the crickets chirping and the twigs and stones crunching under the heel of their combat boots. The early morning air was cold enough to see their breath as they breathed out. Annabeth unintentionally rubbed her arms, something that didn't slip past Percy. He started to unsheathe his jacket and drape it around her shoulders and, being who she was, she immediately denied saying that she was fine. But Percy was insistent so she eventually took the black leather jacket. "Percy this weighs a ton compared to my jumpers! How do you wear it all the time?"
"I do not wear it all the time"
"Yes you do, you even war it to the beach last week" That part was true. After settling in at Camp Half-Blood again, Percy had adopted the punk rocker type look. His preferred choice of clothing was his black leather jacket, black combat boots and black jeans with many, many holes in them. Annabeth had to admit that he really did pull that look off. The only thing that had any color was his camp T-shirt. "Percy we should go see your mum." Percy looked at her. Since getting back to camp Percy hadn't been able to see Sally yet. He also refused to Iris Message her, claiming that 'If she's going to see her baby's face, she'll see it in person'. Percy was stubborn and sweet that way. Annabeth stopped Percy and stood in front of him. Looking into Her grey eyes was like looking into her past. You could see the anger, the grief, the sadness and the pain they held within. She cupped his face with her hands and stood up on her toes to give him a peck on the lips. "Chiron sounded distracted when he told me to meet him. Like there was something going on, not necessarily good or bad. He sounded as if he would fear our reactions. Got any clue as to what he wants to talk about?" Percy had several ideas. Percy was involved in a prank that had a lot of campers angry at him (Turns out campers don't like it when people with power over water make your shower temperature freezing) but that didn't make sense considering that Annabeth was summoned as well. And of course Percy's dream about the strange people with funny wooden jet light shooters. He shook his head no. "I don't know Annabeth". He and Annabeth stepped onto the rickety old stairs of the big house and proceeded to the door. Percy knocked and almost immediately, Chiron opened the door and ushered them inside. Chiron wheeled his wheelchair down the hall and into his study. "Have a seat, both of you" Annabeth sat down but Percy remained standing. Annabeth looked where he was looking and saw a wall covered in photos. Some looked hundreds of years old while others looked fairly new. One picture had caught Percy's attention. It was a picture of him and Annabeth smiling at the camera, caked in monster dust. Percy had trouble remembering the day it was taken. It was definitely on his 16th birthday. "Ah yes. My favorite pupils are on that wall. From Heracles to Achilles." He said. "Why are Annabeth and I on there?"
"Well of course you are the bravest of the heroes. The most courage's. You have endured the most hardships and I respect you for that. So I put you on my wall."
"Wow… I am so cool"
"Percy don't be an idiot and sit down!" Percy sat down on the chair next to Annabeth's.
"Now children, the information I am about to tell you is not to leave this room. You must swear it on the River Styx. If information about your next quest is leaked, the gods will wreak a terrible vengeance on the both of you."
"We're going on a quest?" Percy asked. "You must swear upon the river if you wish to find out what it is."

"I swear I won't tell anyone other than the people present about the new quest." Annabeth and Percy said together. Chiron relaxed a little and sighed. Annabeth, on the other hand sat up straight, folded her legs and clasped her hands together. "What kind of quest are we going on, Chiron?"
"Ahh, this information will change your lives forever. Should you wish to hear more then you must agree to go on the quest?" Annabeth pursed her lips. "And if I don't wish to go on this quest?"
"Then you will anger a goddess, miss out on the opportunity of a lifetime and go back to living your everyday lives." Angering a goddess? Pfft, Percy did that in his sleep. Go back to his everyday life? Awesome, he could lead a normal life (as normal as it gets for demi-gods). Miss out on an opportunity of a lifetime? No way.

"Alright, I'm in! What is This Opportunity of a life time?"

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"So you're telling me" Percy said "That there is some magic school out there full of Witches and Wizards? Why have you never told me this?" Percy said, excitement bubbling in his voice. "Hold on Percy, Chiron, you expect Percy and I to travel to England?"
"Yes very much so, why do you say it in that tone?"
"Maybe because we have to FLY to get there, do you really want Percy angering Zeus?"
"Not to worry Annabeth, we have one Nico Di Angelo that has agreed to take you to England via Shadow Travel"
"He won't be able to do it, he has only just gotten back to full health, and I don't want Nico risking his health just to take us to England. I would rather fly there!"
"What? Annabeth no! I can't fly, you know that. I've been warned that if I take another plane again that I will feel Zeus's wrath!"

"Percy it's alright, I'll get us permission to fly from him."
"You can try, but I don't think it will go well"
"Wait a minute, both of you, will you except this quest?" Percy and Annabeth looked at each other before nodding their heads. "Excellent, go pack your things you'll be leaving as soon as tomorrow" Percy and Annabeth walked out of Chiron's office and down the hallway, "What do you think it will be like there?" Percy asked Annabeth curiously. "To be honest Percy, I really don't know. I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

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