Alice hid behind the dunes, with a million questions going through her mind.

But right now she was focused on the serpent approaching the shore. On its back it held a warrior in blue armor that glowed like a dull sea crystal. He had a long jagged sword raised in his hand and an evil smile on face, Her mother began to back up against the cabin porch but the serpent was to fast. He swung his huge ugly head at Annabeth who drew a small black pen from her pocket. Amazingly as she popped the cap, it began to glow. Suddenly it was a huge bronze sword with a big blue crystal at the hilt. She watched in horror, as her mother charged at the monster with the sword putting a gash in its scaled skin. The evil warrior smiled, and jumped from the serpents back and began to fight, sword to sword with her mother.

"Where is your precious Lord Perseus, now child of Athena?" "Has he abandoned you?"

The evil warrior smiled again taunting Annabeth."As long as you tell me where that nasty little child, of that weak Tidal god is, ill leave you alone. Maybe, I'll even spare you and through you into the sea, so you can be joined by your "Percy" again." He mimicked her own voice.

"What are you doing here, I thought Percy and I killed you years ago. "

"Oh yes well, I guess I've come back for a little revenge. " The evil man cackled with a laugh that sounded like a rock in a garbage disposal. It grinded in her ears and made her cringe in fear, and hide farther into the dune.

"What child do you mean?"

"Oh you little insect, trying to protect it. Even though you know she will die a horrible death like her father was supposed to."

Her mother flashed with anger, her gray eyes wild with rage and jabbed the sword right into the warrior's flank. He let out a yelp and tried to rip out the sword. Thinking the battle was over, Alice got on her knees ready to get up from her post to help her mother. When suddenly, the serpent reappeared and shooting his head out of the water, trying to grab her mother in its teeth. Then the evil warrior laughed again as Annabeth began to run, and she yanked a baseball cap out of her pocket to and unfolded it and slapped it on her head. She couldn't she her mother anymore, like she had disappeared into thin air.

All of the sudden an invisible hand grabbed her and whispered to her.

"Alice run as fast as you can, and as far you can. Don't worry about me at all. Just run until you see a house on a hill, with a big white farmhouse on top. When you get there run to the house. You'll be safe there, that's the camp I was telling you about. Stay in the ocean when your running, it will protect you. Now go!"

"Wait, Mom why will the ocean protect me?"

"Just go, I want you to be safe. " Her mother yelled as she picked up her daughter and ran toward the ocean side and flung her at the sea.

"Lord Perseus, spare your daughter. Protect, and give her safe passage!"

Alice listened to her mother and ran as fast as her feet could carry her. In the background she could still here the warrior's chilling voice.

"Lord Oceanus shall have you and your daughter as a prize. Lord Perseus would give anything to save his lovely Annabeth or his young daughter. He would give his life. But Lord Oceanus does not care for a bargain but a trade.............

Alice, keep running and running. Even though she was a star track runner, her legs felt tired as she run in the sand. It took about 20 minutes before she tripped and fell on her face in the tide. But to her astonishment as she lay in the surf she didn't feel wet or tired she felt very strong, like she hadn't been running at all. She kept running in the surf and felt amazingly rejuvenated. She wondered, her mother had she should stay in the surf while she was running, but why?

As she ran she took a short look back, her mother and Aunt Sally were back there, being attacked by that serpent and that man with the scary laugh, and horrible. She had so many questions to ask them, but in the back of her mind she knew she might never find out their answers.

She was still running in the surf about an hour later, still wondering how she had gotten this far, when she say a light in the distance. It was far away, and even though it was almost dusk she could see it in the distance. As she got closer she say that it was lamp light in the window of an old farmhouse. It looked out of place with the far off lights of the city in the background, but for some reason she felt like shed been there before. In the back of her mid, she remembered a strange memory, from when she had been about three years old………….

"Annabeth, you have to tell Percy. It's already been three years, and you know you'll need his help to keep her from danger. You know how many of his enemies would love to get their hands on his daughter. "

"Chiron, just let us stay here for a couple more days, besides I think she'd fit in pretty well at camp once she's old enough." "Just like her old mom did." Annabeth smiled warmly down at her 3-three year old daughter, who was playing with a small statue sitting on the table, none other than Perecus, god of Tidal waves.

Chiron smiled too, his dark eyes seemed to light up when he looked at Annabeths daughter.

"You know she looks just like him."

"And you don't think I noticed, I want to drown every time I look into her eyes. There just like his. "……………..

Alice finally got to the hill and stepped out of the surf, instantly she began to feel to horrible pain her legs she should have been feeling the whole way. She ran at a slow pace tripping every once and a while, up the hill. When she got up the hill she was standing next to a pine tree that seemed to be glowing even though it was night. At the foot of the tree was a picture frame, showing a teenage girl with boyish short black hair, and Goth make-up. The frame was inscribed "To pine-cone face with love…." She didn't get but she felt like she'd seen the girl before too. Deejay vu!

As she ran slowly and ghost-like through the camp she saw a huge strawberry field and a little yard in front of the farmhouse with volley ball pits and shadowy statues. In the distance she could see a long row cabins, all different colors, and designs. There were about 12 in front and even more behind them. In the distant background she could spot a terrace with picnic tables, over- looking the sea.

As she looked around, she felt like a stranger almost intruding. Then she remembered her mother had said to go to the farmhouse. She began to run…then suddenly she tripped on her bad leg, and slipped on the sand on the steps someone had tracked, making a hug crash.