Once Percy entered the dining pavilion, everybody greeted him with a smile and wave. He went over to one of the empty tables, but just when he was about to sit down, he heard someone clear their throat. Everybody turned their head towards the center of the "room." On top of the pedestal which was in the center of the room was Victoria. Like everybody else, she was wearing her assassin cloak, but the trim around the edge of the cloak was gold, showing her position in the squad. Everybody else had either had a dark blue or turquoise as their trim.

The room was so quiet, Percy swears that he could hear Camp Halfblood doing their daily activities from the place he was sitting at. "As you know, there is a new prophecy that was given to the campers in Camp Halfblood." Percy felt his smile turn into a small frown that everybody noticed. They all sent him a sympathetic smile but he ignored them. Victoria continued, "Now that the campers have the new prophecy, it didn't take them long to figure out the meaning. The gods have assigned the Six," once again, small sympathetic smiles towards him, "with a quest to eliminate Percy. We will follow them to Tartarus and make sure that they won't find the other squads before it is time."

Everybody murmured to themselves and quickly came to the conclusion that it was the best plan. After Victoria jumped down from the pedestal, everybody went back to their tents to collect their belongings and clear the camp. As Percy was jumping from branch to branch to get back to his tent, he can't help but imagine what his friends, no not friends. They're enemies now and it was his job to make sure that everything run smoothly for his side. He smiles to himself. Long ago, he was on the enemies side. But now he is on the right side now. The side that actually cares about him.