I hereby sincerely apologize for my lack of updates. Here is my list of excuses. 1) I've been REALLY busy. 2)I just couldn't think of a way to make this story work(Keep this on the DL, but I'm kinda making it up as I go along. SHHHHH!). 3)I discovered a whole hoard of fantastic fanfiction stories! 4)Harry Potter 7 comes out next week and I have two tests the day of, therefore I will be tired as I'm going to the midnight premiere, so I had to study. 7)I was grounded from my laptop for a week for eating a grapefruit upstairs. With this list I hope you shall forgive me but I'll bet half of ya'll didn't even read this so on with the story!

Disclaimer: If I owned PJO, I wouldn't write fan fiction.

I woke up to the sound of hoof-steps clapping urgently across the wood floor of my cabin.

"Annabeth come quickly, we've got an injured camper." Chiron said as he gently shook my arm. I rolled over in my bunk, still half asleep. Not that I didn't care that someone was hurt, but wasn't that the Apollo kids jobs?

"Usually yes, but in this case there are some extenuating circumstances." Chiron sounded like he was grinning.

Oh, guess I said that out loud. Staggering out of bed, I grabbed my knife, stuck it in my faded camp sweatshirt, and followed Chiron's rapidly retreating form.

I don't know what I expected, maybe monsters and campers immersed in a gigantic battle sprawled in front of the Big House. But no, there was no evidence of battle or even that anyone was awake. There was no monster dust glittering in early morning sunlight; no Apollo kids kneeling beside wounded kids, in fact the only thing that seemed out of place right now was me, wielding my knife like I might need to puncture a rogue basketball. By this point in time, Chiron was already on the porch and halfway through his transformation back into a handicapped man.

In the infirmary hallway, I see two things that I don't expect. Percy and a dead boy.

"Annabeth, I'd like you to meet your brother." Chiron said.

I stared at the boy, who looked maybe a little younger than me, with the bloody mark on his chest. Despite the gore that covered him, I couldn't help but notice that he was something of a looker. He had the same trademark blonde hair typical of an Athena kid that I had, although his looked a little lighter than my honey locks. His closed eyes were framed by long blonde lashes that would normally be invisible unless the light hit them like it did now. His tight black t-shirt with a heavy metal band I'd never heard of and two flaming crossed guitars clearly showed a flat stomach. With a hole in it. Why would Chiron bring me to meet my brother if he was already dead? It seemed too cruel. And why was Percy here anyways? I tore my eyes away from the sick bed to look up at my mentor.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"We were hoping you could make sense of why he's here." Percy said from the other side of the bed.

"Why he's here?" I said, shocked. "Hmmm… why would a demigod show up at Camp Half-Blood? Let me think about it."

Chiron grimaced. "Annabeth, do you remember the prophecy told earlier this summer?"

"Of course, seven half-bloods shall answer the call, to storm or fire, the world must fall, an oath to keep with a final breath, and foes to bear arms to the Doors of Death. But what does that have to do with anything?"

"Look at the boy's shirt, my dear."

I looked back at his top. The band logo with the flaming instruments. With a shock, I realized it wasn't a logo at all. His shirt read, The Doors of Death.

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Walking back to our cabins hand in hand, Percy explained what had happened.

"So I was sneaking out to your cabin to see if you wanted to sit on the beach until the sun came up, when I heard this guy screaming right? So I ran down the hill where I thought the sound was coming from but I didn't see anything. Not a monster or a person in sight. So I figured it was just some victim of the Stoll brothers and started back towards the Athena cabin when I heard the scream again, this time from right behind me. I spun around and looked everywhere because this was starting to freak me out when I saw the guy I couldn't believe I hadn't seen him before! He was just outside the camp's border, but looked like he was about to pass out. I sprinted down there with Riptide out but there wasn't anything to fight. By that time, the dude had passed out and his wound was really starting to bleed so I picked him up and carried him to the Big House."

"And Chiron saw his shirt and automatically ran to get me?"

"Yeah. He told me to call Rachel, I guess because it involved her prophecy although I don't know how she could have helped, and he just ran, or galloped I guess, off to get you."

"Hmmm, I wonder why he wanted me to see him if Chiron already knew that he was here for the prophecy?"

Percy stared at me. "What makes you think that that kids involved in the prophecy."

My turn to stare at him. "Percy, he was wearing a shirt that quoted to next Great Prophecy, and showed up just a week after it had been given, how could he not be involved?"

"I don't know," Percy said slowly, "But don't you think it's weird? Like the timings almost too perfect."

"I don't know either, Seaweed Brain. But I'll bet were going to find out."

Not a lot of fluff in the past few chapters, I know, but they have been necessary chapters. I'll try to add some more romance later and some old friends may visit but for right now…. JUST WHO IS THIS MYSTERIOUS PERSON? Please review and let me know what you think!