A\N: Ok, If you thought the last chapter was confusing then this will be ten times worse. I will be leaving for vacation this sunday and won't be getting back until saturday so I won't be able to update next week. Enjoy!

Chapter two:

Annabeth's POV

I dreamt that I was with my mother. Now if your a half blood then you know that we don't see our parents that often. I should have been happy but instead I was getting very frustrated. She was apologizing for something but when ever I asked her why, she would just start over again.

Then the scene shifted. I had on handcuffs that where cutting into my wrists and someone was leading me very rudely down what looked like a sewer.
They turned me towards a door that had seemed to have appeared out of no where and shoved me in. It was an empty concrete bunker with the exeption of a boy slumped over in a metal chair in the middle of the room. He looked about fifteen with black hair and dark green eyes, bearing a striking resemblence to Percy. A trickle of blood ran down his forehead.

"What have you done to him?" I said but it came out as more of a croak, like I hadn't drinken anything in a while.

A man wearing an expenisve looking suit stepped out of the shadows. "Well Miss Bishop, we did what we had to do. But I'm afraid the job isn't quite done yet." And he drew a gun from behind his back.

"No!" I yanked myself from the guy's grasp and ran over to the boy in the chair.

"Jackson, can you hear me?" He lifted his head and gave a little smile like he was trying to be brave at least for my sake.

"Sienna" I could see myself in his eyes, curly black hair and dark blue eyes.

"Look we have to do something! There going to kill us." I whispered urgently.

"No, not you."

"Times up." Spoke the man from the corner and the guy from the sewer grabbed my arm and jerked me back.

"Don't you touch him!" I screamed.

"Oh, I won't." He threw the gun at the other man.

"Jackson!"

He fired.

I woke up feeling pretty crappy. I swung my feet out of the bed to stand up and was overwhelmed by nausea and a burning sensation in my shoulder. Then I remembered what had happened. Groaning, I lumbered out of bed towards the door. Why had I fainted like that?

"No my dear, you must stay put." I heard a voice from the corner of the room.

"Chiron?" I asked. And sure enough, there he was compacted into his wheelchair. "W-what happened?"

He looked suprised. "Why, that's the question that I was going to ask you."

"Will, and the girl with the gun, and..." I muttered helplessly.

"The girl with the gun? Yes, I was wondering why you had a gun.

"I didn't have the gun the girl did. Didn't you see her?" I said bewildered.

"Yes I saw you had a gun." His was voice growing impatient.

And then I turned and saw my reflection in the window. Looking back at me was the girl with the gun.

The girl in my dream.

Sienna's POV

I dreamt that I was with my mother. Now let me tell you, I had never seen my mother. Ever. My dad told me that she disappered right after I was born, that she just couldn't handle 'The Bishop family buisness' so I never asked about her.

I don't exactly know how I did, it was just a feeling but I knew that it was her. She had long black hair and starry blue eyes like the night sky. Know I knew where my looks came from. Her skin was pale and she wore a long dark dress like a Greek chiton. I was in complete awe.

She sat on a throne made of Stygian iron and stared down at me kindly, not saying a word for who knows how long.

The scene changed suddenly and I was kneeling on a cold marble floor. In front of me was a boy who couldn't be older then eighteen yet had snow white hair. A jagged scar like a claw mark ran down the side of his face and ended at his jaw.

He looked at me with such sorrow that even though I had no idea who he was I thought my heart was about to break.

I looked into his eyes and saw myself. I had curled blonde hair and stormy gray eyes. Tears where streaming down my face.

"Luke" I breathed.

I bolted up and almost hit my head on the slanted ceiling. For a minute I forgot where I was. Then I remembered. The throbbing in my shoulder was gone and I almost felt as good as new. Inching towards the door I had only one thought on my mind, I had to get out of here now.

"Annabeth?" I stopped in my tracks and cursed.

"It was self defense, Okay? I swear, it wasn't my fault this time!" I pleaded. I coud have taken this kid out in seconds but something in the back of my mind told me I would regret it if I did. He looked to be about sixteen with hair almost as black as mine and deep sea green eyes.

"What are you talking about? Are you okay? You just fainted..." He trailed of uncertainly.

"Well duh I fainted. What, with all the blood I lost." Was this guy dense or what?

"All the blood you lost, what do you mean?" Seriously?

"Yes!" I shouted exasperated, "Who are you anyway? Where am I?"

"You're kidding, right?" He was really starting to get on my nerves.

"Why would I be-" And then I saw my reflection in the window. Looking back at me was the girl on the floor.

The girl in my dream.

A\N: Did you like it? If you think you know what's going on then please tell me, I would like to hear it. Please review! A big thanks to stagewriter and the queen of Valencia Tourge! Three cheers for dimension hoppers and penut butter!