*(A/N) DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus Series

I guess saying that the plane blew was a slight exaggeration. But it felt as though I had been blown out of the plane by some unimaginable force. One minute I was resting in my chair, and the next thing I knew, all heck broke loose. Before I could get to sleep, this force pushed me out from my chair and I was slammed onto the floor. I tried to get up, but the force was so strong that I stuck to the floor as though someone had slabbed super glue onto my back. That wasn't the worst part. The force must have been growing stronger by the second since I kept getting pushed into the floor, and I knew it was only a matter of time until I would be free-falling in the sky. As the force was about to send me to my death, I quickly reached out to grab my dagger, not knowing if I would need it- if I actually made it out of this alive. I looked over to my father and Jane to say my goodbyes, but before I could do that, the force sent me out into the dark skies.

If this was any other situation, I would say that the view was beautiful. The stars were out, and there was nothing below but a sea of black. The downside to this view was that I was rapidly coming closer and closer to it, and there was no parachute- just me and my dagger. Oddly enough, my mind drifted back to when I was in physics class, and how the normal force on me by the air was significantly less than the gravitational force on me by the earth- so significant, that I would start to speed up toward the ground, and slam into it with fatal force.

Remembering that I was in no position to be thinking about physics, I tried to scream for help, knowing that no help would come to aid me in my last moments. When I tried to open my mouth, I was falling so fast that no sounds could come out from my mouth and I knew a silent death would soon follow. Please don't let this be my last time on earth, I pleaded in my mind. There's still so much I have to do! I closed my eyes, hoping that I would at least die only a slightly painful death when I heard a voice, "Go catch her already! She's falling pretty fast!"

My eyes shot open. I needed catching and I was certainly falling fast. Was someone going to come down to get me? Another voice spoke, different from the last. "I know, I'm going to get her."

For a split second, I thought I wasn't going to die. But that was before I looked down and saw that I could make out tiny rivers of roads. Oh god, I'm dead. Before I could say a last prayer, I felt a strong pair of arms grab me by the waist. I wrapped my arms around my savior's neck and said the only thing that came into my mind, "Uhh, could you please slow us down. I don't feel like dying today."

I heard a chuckle and I guess I had made a good impression. "Point taken," the mysterious savior said. I felt us slowing down, almost as if the air around us was pushing us up, cushioning the fall. After a few moments, my savior and I were gently flowing through the night air, close to touching the ground. As soon as my feet touched the ground, I laid in the prickly grass, thankful to be alive and back on the earth. Never again would I ever go back onto a plain- too dangerous.

"Are you alright?"

Thinking that I was being extremely rude, I quickly got up to thank the person who saved my life. My eyes widened, and I thinked I gasped a little bit, because the person who saved me was obviously not normal, but I never thought my savior would be gorgeous.

Even in the pitch black night, I could make out a boy with strong, muscular arms. He couldn't have been much older than me, we may have actually been the same age. His golden blond hair was neatly cut, and there was a small scar on the corner of his lip that made me wonder how he got it. The most striking of his features was his amazing pair of bright blue eyes, their color was like the sky on a bright, sunny day. All in all, this boy was extremely handsome.

"Umm... are you ok? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

Forgetting that my savior had asked me a question, my cheeks reddened. I couldn't believe I had been so blinded by his looks. "Yeah, I'm fine, or as fine as anyone would be after falling ten thousand feet in the air."

"Oh. Right. Sorry about that." He scratched the back of his head. "I'm Jason by the way," he said sheepishly while sticking his hand out.

Jason. His name was Jason. Slightly shaking my head, I placed my hand into his and introduced myself. "Piper. Piper McLean. Nice to meet you." I smiled; I might as well try to get on his good side. As Jason and I finished out introduction, one other person crashed on the ground. Groaning, a very tall boy with curly black hair got up and walking towards Jason and I. As he walked closer, I noticed that his lips were cherry red. His lips were either naturally that color, or there was something seriously wrong with him.

"Jesus, Jason! You could have helped by softening the fall a bit. These flying shoes don't work very well you know."

Flying shoes? Softening the fall? Just how did Jason and I not die from the fall? How did Jason land us to safety? Remembering to keep these questions in my head for later use, I looked to Jason for his answer. "Sorry, Dakota. I had to save Piper from not dying."

At the mention of my name, Dakota looked to my and froze. I watched him give me a look all over, and I couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable. Ignoring the look Dakota gave me, stuck my hand out and shook when he grabbed it. "Hi, I'm Piper." He replied by saying his name in a in a dazed tone.

"So," I prompted. "Why did you blast me from the plane?" If these were the people Lupa was warning about, then a whole lot of hard work was soon to come."

"Everything will be explained when we get there." Jason's voice was reassuring, so I decided to believe him- for now. I knew I couldn't let my guard down and trust these people- even if they did save my life. I'd never know if they'd turn out to be bad.

Realizing I had missed what Jason had said, I spoke up. "Wait, when we get where? And where are you taking me? My dad and his assistant will go mad with worry when I'm not on the plane!" Oh no, what's going to happen? Dad would go crazy when he finds out I'm gone? How could I leave a plane that's ten thousand feet in the air? The only explanation would be that I've jumped out of the plane to my death- unlikely.

"Calm down, Piper. We have everything worked out. You see, your dad and his assistant are knoc-" Dakota was elbowed in the chest by Jason, and the two had a conversation with their eyes. I could imagine them saying, 'Shh, don't tell her.' 'Why not, she has a right to know!' 'I know she does but it's not the right time.'

Apparently, Jason won the argument because he turned towards me with his beautiful eyes and said, "Don't worry Piper, your dad and his assistant are fine. You don't have to worry, when we get to our destination, your questions will be answered."

I knew I wasn't going to get anywhere by arguing with them, so I took the alternate route.

"Ok, so where are we going?" We couldn't stay in the wilderness forever. I had absolutely no idea where we were, but I knew there was no way we would survive. There was no food, and who knew where the water was. I glanced at my surroundings. Ironically enough, we landing not too far from the highway, so at least there was a path we could take that would lead us to the nearest town.

"Well, according to my map," Dakota said, pulling out a large map, "We are currently in the El Dorado National Forest, which is close to Placerville. Since we are walking, it's going to take us a little more than two days to get back to the camp."

"Camp. What camp?" I hoped the name wasn't similar to Wilderness School.

Jason looked at me as though he felt sorry for me. As though I was going to be eaten by a hungry pride. The name of the camp was odd, but since I was supposed to go to Wilderness School, I was up for anything.

"Camp Jupiter."

*(A/N) Sorry about the long wait guys! I hope you liked my second chapter. Please feel free to review and write what you liked or any suggestions!