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Chapter 2

"… Sydney, Australia!"

I looked over at Annabeth, and she was smiling. "I'm so excited!! Sydney has amazing architecture!"

"Yup, that's where we are going!" Grover said. "To some one named Terra Shayne…"

"COOL!" Tyson yelled.

"Hush… in our private jet?"

Annabeth pointed to the strawberry fields, and sitting in the dusk was a gleaming jet! "We live tomorrow morning!" she said jubilantly. I could tell she was really excited. She pushed away her food, and got up. "We should all get good rests before we leave." She said sternly. I got up and followed her.

I got a good night's sleep before my journey, right? Wrong. It took me way long to actually get to sleep, and when I finally did, I slept fitfully, and had, you know, my demigod dreams. It went like this:

I was standing in a warm, humid forest, and my automatic nautical instincts told me I was not in the United States, but in Sydney, Australia. I heard rustling behind me, as I someone had just… appeared. I turned around. It was a girl who looked to be about eleven or twelve, with long, flowing black ebony hair, pale skin, (which I thought was weird, because we were in sunny, palm tree Sydney, Australia, people), and black eyes that seemed to be endless holes. She glared at me, (which I thought was weird, because usually I am not noticed in my dreams, but this one seemed so, so real), and, when she spoke, she had an extremely thick Australian accent.

"What do you want?" She was advancing on me, a black iron knife in her hand, ready to kill. Just as I brought out my sword, Riptide, she screamed, "Bloody murder!" and vanished.

I woke up sweating, and I glanced at the clock on the far wall- 6:03- time to get up if we wanted to have an early start to our trip. I kicked off my sweaty sheets, and threw on some jeans, an orange Camp Half-Blood tee, and my dark blue hoodie. I went over to shake Tyson. "Come on buddy, time to get up."

Tyson moaned something about "fish ponies", but after another good shake, he was up. I threw him his duffle, and we went out to wake Grover and Annabeth. Turned out, they were already up. Annabeth, Grover, Argus, the many eyed security guard, and Darius from the Hephaestus cabin met us outside. Annabeth tossed us each a Pop-Tart, and we were ready to go.

I knew that I had made the right choice to get Zeus on my bad side when I stepped into the jet. It was really big, with plush seats, a flat screen, and a snack center. It also had two couches, a small coffee table, and a framed sign that said "Compliments of Hephaestus". (See, I had sorta done a favor for him when we met in the Labyrinth, and ever since I defeated Kronos, the God's been showering me with gifts. This was the best yet. Once Darius had checked all the mechanics, and Argus had learned all of the buttons, we were ready to go.

The plane had to stay low to the ground, or I'd get blasted out of the sky by Zeus, but as soon as we were actually flying, Grover and Tyson claimed the two couches and crashed. I took a seat facing Annabeth.

"So…" I said stupidly. "I had this kinda weird dream last night…"

Annabeth was all ears when I said that.

"See, I guess I kind of dreamed about the Half-Blood and, well, it was… different."

I then told Annabeth my dream.

"Did she seem to kind of…I don't know… blend into the night?" asked Annabeth.

When she asked this, I realized the girl in my dream had sort of blended into the night. "Yeah…" I said, puzzled.

Annabeth put her head in her hands. "This is really, really bad." She said.
"What?" I persisted. Annabeth sighed. "It sounds like the demigod we are going to pick up is the daughter of Nix, the goddess of the night."

"And the problem is?"

Annabeth continued. "Nyx is the ancient goddess of the night… she has dark powers so extraordinary that, if she wanted to, she could singlehandedly overthrow Olympus in a matter of minutes. About thirty years ago, though, Nyx disappeared, and everyone thought she had merely faded. Little did we know she was a behind the scenes person, still causing night to be a heavy cloak that falls over the sun."

"What's wrong with that?" I asked.

"Percy… a child of Nyx would have powers… that the Gods of Mount Olympus would wish for. If it is true… that this Terra girl is the daughter of Nyx… we might not want her at camp."

I jumped up, mad. "Whoa, Annabeth. The Gods made a promise that they would forever claim all of their children, and if this girl is claimed, it means whoever her godly parent is, they want her to be safe at camp. We can't just go around knit-picking the demigods whose parents are good. We have to take in all of them."

"Whatever you say, Seaweed Brain. Whatever you say." With that, Annabeth stiffly got up and joined Argus up front. I knew she hated to be contradicted, but, I mean, we shouldn't pick by hand who we wanted at camp, right?

7 hours later

Sydney, Australia was sunny. Sunny like it makes you squint and sweat when you walk outside. Argus drove us to the hotel, where we got a suite with three beds and a couch. Guess who had the honor of sleeping on the couch? Me. For once, my dreams were peaceful. Thank the gods!

I got up that morning bright and early, took a shower, and went out to take a little walk. It was still really early, and no one was up yet. Or so I thought.

When I was doing my second lap around the pool, I was tackled and shoved against a wall. It was a young girl, the same girl in my dream! Her face was inches from mine. "What. Do. You. WANT!" she screamed.

"Terra?" I squeaked. I mean, the girl had a knife at my throat! "We're here to help!"

She withdrew the knife from my throat, but she still had me against the wall. This was a suspicious one, all right. "Come with me." I said. Terra followed me cautiously up to our suite. When we got there, Annabeth was setting out our Pop-Tarts, Grover didn't have a shirt on, and Tyson was still half asleep. Annabeth saw us first. "Percy?" she asked questioningly. "Hi guys." I said. "This is Terra Shayne."

Annabeth gasped and dropped the water pitcher, Grover tripped over a chair, and Tyson fell down and landed on his butt. Annabeth came rushing over. "Terra!" she said, smiling. I could tell she was scared, though. "Have a Pop-Tart," I said, tossing her one. Terra ripped it open and ate like she had never had a meal. The girl looked like it, too. "So, how old are you?" asked Annabeth, trying to make conversation. "Twelve and three quarters." Terra replied through mouthfuls of Pop-Tart.

"Twelve… cool."

"Twelve and three quarters." Terra said venomously. "And don't forget it." Annabeth stepped back in surprise. This girl was acting more and more like Clarisse every day!

"Okay, so listen." Annabeth said. "Your mom…is actually a Greek Goddess."

Terra blew out her breath. "I knew it." She muttered.

Then, turning to me, she said, "You'd better come to my house."

It turned out; Terra lived only a few blocks away from the hotel. When we got to the front steps of her pant peeling one story, three kids next door yelled "hey Terror!"

I turned around, puzzled, but Terra told me to keep walking and ignore them. She threw open the door, and a young girl of about nine wearing a frilly skirt and a t-shirt jumped into her arms. "Get off of me, Kayla!" Terra yelled. I turned to Annabeth. Terra seemed to have a pretty bad home life just like Annabeth. But Annabeth ignored me, staring pointedly at a brown spot on the wall. "Dad, Delia, I'm home."

Two people who bore no resemblance at all to Terra came in, and seemed surprised to find us with her. It gave me the feeling that Terra rarely had friends over. "Terra…" the man said. "What have we here?"

"Dad… Delia… these two are here for me… because of my mother." The woman turned to stone right there, her face frowned. She got up and left the room.

Annabeth began. "Mr. Shayne… do you remember anything about Terra's mother?"

Terra's dad froze. "No, not really, why?"

"Mr. Shayne, I think you do know this. Terra's mother is a Greek goddess."

The man put his head in his hands. "Don't tell Delia!" he pleaded.

"Of course not. But Terra isn't safe here in the mortal world. We have a place for her at a camp called Camp Half-Blood. She would be much safer there."

Terra's dad walked over and hugged Terra. She pushed him back and asked

"So, can I go?"

"No."

"DAD!"

"No."

"OHMYGOD DAD. YOU ARE SUCH A JERK! WHY?

"Terra, I don't care how bad of a situation you are in. Delia will leave me if she finds out about this whole thing."

"THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE! YOU DON'T CARE HOW MUCH DANGER I'M IN AS LONG AS PRISSY LITTLE DELIA STILL BELIEVES THE STUPID STORY ABOUT HOW I HAD A NORMAL MOM WHO DIED IN A CAR ACCIDENT! THAT'S ALL YOU CARE ABOUT! YOU DON'T EVEN CARE THAT I HAVE SPECIAL POWERS AND I COULD MAKE YOUR LIFE MISERABLE IN A MATTER OF SECONDS! YOU DON'T REALIZE I'M NOT A NORMAL KID, DO YOU?! YOU ARE TOTALLY BLIND TO THE FACT THAT THE OTHER KIDS AT SCHOOL CALL ME TERROR. YEAH, DAD. TERROR!"

With that, Terra stalked out of the room and slammed a door. Delia, who I guess was Terra's stepmother, came into the room, sobbing. "Richard, let her go, please. It would be easier on all of us."

Richard glared at us, but he said "Take her. Now. But get out of my sight."

Annabeth and I timidly walked into Terra's room, where she was violently playing her piano.

"Uhh… wow… you're pretty good." I said stupidly.

"You're the only one who thinks so!" Terra said ,sobbing. Annabeth kicked me.

"Nice one, Seaweed Brain." She muttered. Then, turning to Terra, she said "come on, Terra. You're coming with us."

Terra breathed a sigh of relief, and then grabbed a traveling bag like she knew she would be leaving. As we were about to step outside, Terra's stepmother, Delia came up and pecked her on the cheek. "Be safe, sweetie." She whispered. And with that, we left the house, stepping outside in the cool dusk, our first mission: complete.

Once we got Terra all set with the plane and Argus, Grover took out his map and said "The next place we are going is…"

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Epilogue of Chapter

Terra went to Camp Half-Blood, defeated a Minotaur, and was claimed to be the daughter of the goddess Nyx, goddess of the night. A week later, Nyx's cabin was completed, and she moved in. The Hephaestus cabin built her a piano, and to this day, she entertains campers with her amazing piano skills. For the first time in her life, Terra was happy. She and Nico De'Angelo have even been spotted walking by the lake together, holding hands.