Chapter Eight

~Clarisse's POV~

At dinner the same day Michaela had made her last appearance, something happened.

The ground started to shake, the winds picked up, and rain came in a down pour.

When it stopped there stood Michaela there, really there, looking confused. "What was that?" She questioned.

"Michaela..." Nico stood up.

Michaela looked at him, before stepping back. "Nico...It worked." She said to herself.

"What worked?" Annabeth asked.

"Yeah, Alphie, you're confusing us. How are you here?" Luke put in.

"Percy...Where did he go? He was literally right behind me." Michaela looked around.

"Prissy?" I repeated.

Michaela nodded, still looking around.

"Aunt Michaela, what happened?" Amelia asked.

"I was helping someone...I completed the cryptic message." She answered.

"What was it?" Chiron asked, his trail moving nervously.

"'Help the one who lost the brother, and the lost brother shall be found...' I helped someone who had lost a brother and...well, Percy sort of just appeared behind me..." Michaela stated.

"What about the quest?" Felicity asked.

Michaela stared at her, smiling softly. "They did it. The island was breaking and the control over the Sky, Underworld, and Sea were dying on the island. That island keeps the balance of all three. Without the island...the world would have been thrown into chaos." She explained.

"Then, where's my Dad?" Amelia asked.

"Behind you."