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I saw blurry outlines above me. I opened my eyes fully. I saw my sister, Percy, Grover, Chiron, and the one person I really didn't expect to see…Luke. I haven't seen him in years.

"Whoa! What happened? Where am I? Why is HE here?" I asked.

Chiron told me the about the knife and all of the blood. He mentioned that I now have a concussion and a broken shoulder. My head was throbbing, and my shoulder didn't feel any better. I slowly sat up and looked over at my sister who looked like she wanted to murder someone.

"Adrian! Why didn't you have armor and a helmet on? I thought I made it perfectly clear that you need armor to play this game!" Percy softy whispered so my sister wouldn't hear.

"You said nothing to me about armor or any kind of head protection! I thought you wore that stuff because, you're mom told you to!" I whispered back.

He laughed a little bit. "Just be careful next time."

I looked over at a smiling Luke. Who let that jerk in here?

"Luke, why are you here?" I asked.

He just smiled. My sister glared at him and pushed him off the bed.

"Yeah Luke! Why don't you tell her what happened? She deserves an explanation!"

Luke got up off of the floor and brushed himself off.

"Well sweetheart, I was trying to shoot Thalia…but, from the back you two look so much alike! I never knew that a knife in you're shoulder would cause you to fall backwards and give you a concussion!" he said apologetically.

I rolled my eyes. I hated it when he called me sweetheart. I wasn't six anymore! Try ten years older!

"Don't call me sweetheart! You know I hate that."

I heard a laugh come from him.

"Well, what will I call you then? Princess, honey, beautiful, or how about babe?" he said.

I had half the mind to strangle him. I figured since we were already in the infirmary; he would have a good chance to be saved.

"You're ridiculous! Of course, flirt with my younger sister. Why did you even decide to come huh?" Thalia said.

Luke was surprised to feel my sister's fist hit is face. He slowly rubbed his jaw and then glared at her.

"Guys! This isn't the place to do this. Adrian is hurt, and relationship problems don't help here." Percy said.

Your probably wondering why Thalia resents Luke so much. You see, when I was younger we were taken away from my mom. Unfortunately she wasn't in the best condition to take care of a seven and a six year old. She would work late nights and early mornings and would just be super tired. So, we met Luke, they both dated, and then Luke stared liking me when I was right around ten. Thals and Luke broke up and then they both sent 'hate mail' to each other. It was because of me and I still feel horrible about it.

So, one day I was taken away from Thalia and a broken hearted Luke by a social worker. Long story short, they still hate each other, I side with my sister, and I don't understand why Luke still likes me.

"Ms. Grace, I think it would be alright for you to be released to you're cabin." Chiron said.

I agreed. Half an hour later I was in my cabin on the bottom bunk looking at the wall.

I was bored out of my mind and I wasn't aloud to sleep. Just as luck would have it, I heard a soft knock on the door.

I slowly got up and wondered if I should get dressed. I opened the door to find Percy standing there with my sweatshirt!

"Hey. Uhh…you left this in the infirmary and I wanted to return it. I know I could have given it to you earlier but, I knew you wouldn't be asleep." he said.

I took that sweatshirt and thanked him. What he said next totally surprised me.

"Do you….uh…want to walk with me?" he asked."

"Sure." I said.

Pretty soon we were talking about New York and California. Where we wanted to go to college and things like that.

"You know Thalia was telling be about you earlier. She said you two ran away from home. Is that true?" he asked.

I didn't notice we were on the beach, so I sat down in the sand and just looked at the waves.

"That's a touchy subject isn't it? I 'm sorry I brought it up." he said again. He sat down right beside me.

I rolled my eyes.

"It's okay. I'll tell you what happened; if you want to know. I didn't run away from my mom."

Percy was thinking for a minute. "Sure. Just stop when you're going to cry."

I took a deep breath. The salty air burned my lungs for a second and then the sensation stopped.

"I was six and Thalia was seven. My mom was a workaholic and she would sometimes drink herself silly. One day she was drinking and we didn't know it. She was taking us to a dentist appointment when a cop pulled us over. They made my mom do many tests in the middle of the road and then out came the breathalyzer. She took the test and then the police man took her out of the car and cuffed her. She was a drunk driver." I said.

Percy looked as if he was on the edge of his seat.

"The man then took Thals and me out of the car and put us into another woman's SUV. She was a social worker. Well, I was taken to Nebraska to live with my new parents and Thalia was in New York. We had no grandparents or aunts or uncles, so we just went to live in our own little lives. I was about seven when I ran away from my foster parents to find Thalia."

"Oh. So you didn't run from you're birth mother." he said.

"Nope."

"So where does Luke come in?" he asked again.

"Well, when I found Thalia she had found Luke. He was another runaway, and he said he was willing to help us. He's Thalia's age by the way. So, they are both one year older than I am."

"Why does she hate him so much?" he asked.

I laughed a little bit.

"Well, they started dating when I was nine. When I turned ten, Luke took interest in me. They broke up and. I feel horrible about it but, I side with my sister. The way he broke up with Thals was awful. Then the hate mail started pouring in." I said.

I was happy that I didn't cry. It would have been so embarrassing.

"Adrian!" Thalia said yelled out of breath.

I looked up to see an excited sister standing above me. I was so confused. Thalia was never this happy.

"Chiron wants to see all of us. Percy you too!" Thalia practically yelled.

We were taken to the big house.

When we got there, Mr. D was playing solitaire and Chiron was waiting by the attic stairs.

"Good evening girls and Percy. Adrian, I know how new to this camp you are but, I was thinking. How would you like to go on a quest? I normally don't give new campers quests but your father insisted." he said.

I have heard about quests before, but I never expected to be permitted to go on one. I was so excited to do this. And the best part was, my father; the highest Olympian, one of the big three, insisted I did this!

"I want you to go up into the attic and seek the oracles advice."

I looked at the wooden stairs that lead to the old, gloomy attic. I took the first step and proceeded to make my way to the loft.

When I got there I turned on a light. It looked like a dump threw up in there! There were dented shields and armor, a Minotaur horn, pickled monster parts, and one thing that really made me jump out of my skin. It was an old woman; who was most likely a mummy, in an old tie dyed dress with karma beads on.

Her old white hair was tied in braids that hung down to her stomach. She looked like an old hippy from the late sixties.

I walked up to her and introduced myself.

"Hi, uh…I'm Adrian Grace. Are you the umm….oracle?" I said.

Then out of no where, green smoke poured out of her mouth and on to the floor. I looked for the exit while she was 'drooling'.

"One girl, who is awfully meek, shall meet the parent that she seeks. I do not live and I do not lie, one of you shall quietly die." she said.

I felt like a deer looking at headlights. One of us will die? What kind of poem was that supposed to be?

The mummy closed her mouth. I ran out of there so fast, you could probably see the smoke coming from my converse.

When I got downstairs, Thalia was still smiling and Percy looked just as happy. Chiron handed me a pad and a pen and told me to write what the oracle had told me.

When he saw the whole enchilada he looked a little upset and surprised.

"Hmm…usually the poems she produces are longer than that. It looks like this one will not have a very happy ending. Even if you three expect to go, I highly suggest you bring weapons. Maybe, the death of one of you could be preventable." he said.

I looked over; the color was washed out of everyone's face.

"Oh, and Mr. Underwood will be joining you. He is still working on his searcher's license. A car will pick you up at around five in the morning. I suggest you all get some well deserved rest. Except for you Adrian." he said.

I hated my stupid concussion. I needed some sleep too.

Alright! That was chapter two. I'm sorry but Annabeth isn't really going to be in this story. Sorry, Percabeth lovers. I think this story is turning out great so far. I hope you think so too. This is set before TLO. PLEASE REVIEW! I WANT TO HEAR YOUR FEEDBACK! PLEASE NO FLAMES J