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Chapter 2

Adara's P.O.V

The day I met Percy, it was rather strange…

(Flashback)

" Are you sure you have to go, Charles?" Silena asked with a pout. Seriously, how can anyone resist that pout?

" I have to. We will slow them down with this plan. Don't worry too much. Percy will be there and from what we hear from our lovesick Annabeth-"

" I'm not lovesick, Beckendorf." Annabeth said with a frown.

" He is actually good. I'll see you soon, I hope." And with that, Beckendorf left. For some reason, everyone except Silena calls him Beckendorf…

I put a hand on the shoulder of the beautiful daughter of Aphrodite, Silena and gave her a small smile.

" He'll be fine. He is after all, really good and smart."

" I guess you're right."

" We've got lessons to attend to, Silena, Adara."

" You really should call me Dara, Annabeth." She sighed as usual before leaving.

A few days later,

Everyone crowded around while I tried to see what is happening. I saw Annabeth while I tried to squeeze to the front with Silena.

Annabeth grabbed Percy by the arm.

" Is Luke-"

" The ship blew up. He wasn't destroyed. I don't know where-" Both Silena and I made it to the front.

" Where's Charlie?" Immediately, Percy looked guilty. Chiron cleared his throat.

" Silena, my dear, let's talk about this at the Big House-"

" No," she muttered. " No. No." She started to cry. I immediately hugged her and she cried on me. Clarisse came forward and gently grabbed Silena from me.

" Come on, girl," she said. " Let's get to the Big House. I'll make you some hot chocolate."

Everyone started to leave except Annabeth, Chiron and myself.

" I'm glad you're not dead, Seaweed Brain." Oh yes, the infamous nickname I've heard about.

" Thanks," Percy said. " Me too." He looked normal except for his eyes… They truly reflect the sea… He looked questioningly at Annabeth and I knew he was asking about me.

" Hi. My name is Adara Mist. I'll catch you later, Annabeth. Wouldn't want to get fried for talking to your boy." I winked at Percy and Annabeth before leaving. They both blush a nice shade of pink.

I went to the Big House and guess what I found. A fighting match between Michael and Clarisse. They were still arguing about the chariot.

I glared at them before putting my arms around Silena and trying to shield her from… from pain… but, I looked into her eyes, it won't leave… No, Beckendorf was the right one for her.

The only thing I registered was Clarisse stomping out. Who should I comfort now?

" Clarisse!! Wait!" I shouted at her. Everyone seemed surprise to see me. Was I really invisible just now? Hmm…

"When were you here?" Connor asked.

" Continue your meeting. Sorry, Silena, I'm going to help Clarisse. I'll be back, my dear. And if any of you do anything to her, I will kill you." I left quickly. I spotted Clarisse.

" Clarisse! How could you just leave like that?! Silena just lost him!! How could you just?!" I screamed in frustration.

" It's not my fault those Apollo cabin wouldn't-" I cut her off.

" Not your fault!? Is it now?! All of us lost a friend! Not just you! Don't take it out like that! I respected you! This… Is this how you honor a friend? Letting all his other friends die?!" Before she could reply, I stomped off.

Before going in to the Big House, I need to let out some steam. I found the nearest wall and punched it, hard. Again and again I punched. I think that should do…. I stared at my battered hands. Annabeth is going to kill me…

As I walked in, everyone stared at me and then at my hands.

" What happened to you? Did Clarisse and you fought?" Michael asked, now feeling guilty.

" No… I did it myself."

" Well, I think that's enough for one night. You," He pointed at me. " Come with me." I followed with a sullen look. After my hand was bandaged, I went out to see the ocean. It's against camp rules but I need this.

Strange, I just lost a friend…. I should be crying… Am I heartless? Maybe…

" Hey, you're Dara, right? How are your hands?" I turned to see Percy.

" Yeah, I'm Dara. They're fine. I didn't scare you did I?" I grinned playfully but I think he noticed.

" How are you feeling? You have to stop thinking about your friends and think for yourself." I grinned as tears flowed down.

" You're one to talk, Percy Jackson. Stop feeling guilty. It wasn't your fault." He nodded.

" That's what everyone said but… I guess it's just how I am."

" I think you and me are going to be great friends, Percy. Well, good night. Annabeth might be jealous." I grinned at his flushed face before walking away to the cabin. I went to bed pretty quick.

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 bear arms to the Doors of Death. I heard a voice say. I saw a girl… strange, I feel as though she is really important.

The scene changed and I saw a boy. He has a short brown hair with grey eyes. I feel as though I should know him.

" Is everything ready, Lord Kronos?"

" Of course, Kenneth Maxwell. Luke will be so happy when Olympus dies by his hands…" Then he laughed.

The scene changed once more.

I saw a boy with dark silky hair, pale skin and black eyes. He wore an aviator's jacket. He looked alike to the boy I saw in my previous dreams. I remembered Annabeth once told me that dreams- no correction, what I meant is, half-blood dreams always has meanings… Those three months I spent in a coma… what if?

Nico's P.O.V

" So, how is Dara..?" I asked Percy while looking the other side to hide my emotions.

" She's fine. She's kinda cool. Everyone gets along with her but Annabeth is still suspicious about her. From what I heard, there's a spy and Dara suddenly popped up one day."

" Popped up? Nice choice of words, Percy." Dara, please be careful.