Percy's POV

After my pitiful attempt of an escape I began giving into despair. My body was in shambles, I was clearly outnumbered by an unknown enemy and my life had been left to luck again; and if you think back a bit you'll realize that luck doesn't like me. I blacked out after I was electrocuted, but soon after someone shook me back to reality.

"Wake up!" someone said which was followed by more shaking. I slowly opened my eyes, and reached up to rub my head but quickly found out that my hands were immobile. Oh no not this, I thought. Yes this, I was now chained to certain parts of the floor. Summarizing, I was screwed. There were chains around my chest tying me to the wall behind me and my hands as well as feet were shackled directly to the floor putting me in a sitting position. Just as I began to think about how unlucky I was, my nose started inching but I couldn't reach it, I crinkled my nose and looked around the room, there were exactly ten people in total, all of them staring at me. The person who woke me up was the same person who electrocuted me, but the one who spoke up first was Chiron.

"Who are you, child." He asked. I looked around the room and identified a few people. There in the room was a blonde girl aside from Annabeth who was wearing perfect makeup, and looked deeply concerned with my situation. She was really cute, but I didn't trust her. Next to her was a tall dark African American looking guy, he was ripped and was mildly handsome. He had his poker face on; 100 percent business. Next too him were almost identical twins, the only difference was the length of their hair. They not so discreetly poked each other while keeping their eyes on me. I could go on, but the only familiar faces were of the girl who shocked me and then woke me up, the girl who had attacked me by the name of Clarise, Chiron, and Annabeth. Annabeth on the other hand wouldn't even look at me. I wanted to give a look of hatred, since it was because of her I was in this mess.

"Percy Jackson." I replied looking Chiron strait in the eyes trying to intimidate him. I didn't work.

"Whose son are you?" he asked.

"Why? It's none of your business." I answered. This was weird; in all the books I had read no one ever started an interrogation with 'Whose son are you '. Clarise snickered and Chiron shared a look with Annabeth.

"What were you doing in New York?" Clarise asked, "Scouting. Preparing-"

"Living" I corrected, "Its where I live… well actually I don't think I'm going to stay there any longer." Chiron and some others gave me quizzical looks as I thought aloud.

"Yeah right! No one can survive their without magical protection… unless you're with the titans." The girl with dark hair accused. Then it clicked for me, these people thought I was working for the titans. I realized that they would probably not believe anything I said. I was in a bad situation; a titan spy would deny working for them and on the other hand I would also deny working for them since I didn't.

"It's the truth." I said half-heartedly.

"What do you guy's want with me?" I asked, "I was just minding my own business and then you guy's come along."

"So, your business is causing explosions?" Annabeth asked, "You would have died if I hadn't been there. You actually should have died back there but you didn't so atleast give us a thank you." She looked at me as if I was an ungrateful child. Too bad, I didn't feel like following procedure so I casually ignored her. She clenched her teeth and move forward, but the other blonde girl with perfect make up put a hand on her shoulder and held her back. After a few moments Chiron spoke,

"We will let you go, but only if you are worthy." He said. There was a pause so probably everyone was wondering the same thing: was I? I didn't know either. To some of them I was already guilty and this could all be staged to get me to fess up. They could be the ones that were working for the titans. I wasn't going to tell them my story for that reason and because it was a wound that was too fresh. It was too emotional for me and I owed nothing to them, aside from my life.

"so, you think I work for the titans?" I asked feeling hurt. Before the incident with my mom I couldn't bring myself to mortally wound someone, but now all I wanted to do was get revenge on the titans.

"It's a possibility" Chiron said. "Unless you tell us your story we won't know." There was a short silence and I could feel everyone's anticipation.

"Then, screw you." I said. I closed my eyes and put the back of my head against the wall behind me and smiled to myself.

"What do you mean 'screw you' you bast-!" Annabeth fumed but the blonde girl next to her gave her a mix of head lock and a bear hug. The girl clamped her hands over Annabeth's mouth and held her back. Some people in the room laughed, others sighed, and some just glared.

"Percy Jackson until you decide to talk you will be subjected to the starvation hell." Chiron said, "We had very high hopes for young demigod-" The last word had an effect on me. It gave me flash back to when the man/bull/titan had nearly killed me. Right now the word only brought me bad memories, and it actually gave me a mental blow.

"D-don't call me that" I interrupted Chiron. Everyone in the room gave me confused looks, even the ones that had been glaring at me the whole time. Everyone kept accusing me of being something I wasn't and no one gave me a slight explanation of what was going on. My mind was beginning to tier of being confused and helpless. I breathed hard and closed my eyes even tighter, trying to shut out the terrible reality.

To me this place was just about to become my starvation hell since I wasn't fessing up to any inexistent crimes they accused me of. I wasn't going to give in to anyone, plus I had a plan.

Part one of my plan was… the silent treatment. Yeah, I know it's not too flashy or anything to be expected but I needed to be alone for my plan to work and they would probably get bored eventually and leave, right? Wrong.

One person in particular didn't tire of waiting. Most of them left to do whatever, after they realized it was useless to bother me. Chiron was one of the last to leave, and when he went he was shaking his head in disappointment. Remaining in the room was the chick captured me and the chick that kept electrocuting me. Not the combination of choice. I eyed each of them, staying mute, waiting for them to make the first move.

"Come on Annabeth, he'll give in eventually." The girl with dark hair said as she tried to pull Annabeth towards the door.

"You go ahead I'll be right with you" Annabeth said while looking at me.

"Suit yourself." The other girl said and left through the door while raising her hands in defeat. Now it was just me and her, alone, looking at each other. I broke the silence first.

"Thank you for all of this, really." I said sarcastically and Annabeth turned bright red and instantly became defensive.

"For what! Saving your life, maybe!" she said in disbelief.

"No. I was thinking more about when your friend made air the only food on my menu!" I retorted. It took her a second but she came up with something.

"It's not my fault you forgot how to talk back there! Plus I saved you!" she said sitting down right in front of me.

"Well Wise Girl, what did you do after that…huh?... I don't know, IMPRISON ME?" I said, losing my breath.

We looked into each other angrily, staring off our frustration.

"Why are you so mad anyway? Is it because you didn't get a medal yet?" I asked

"No!" she said sounding hurt, "It's just, things aren't making sense"

"Tell me about it." I agreed. As I looked into her eyes I made an important connection. Her eyes, they were the clue. Even her temper, it was just like that women in my dream. It was so obvious, I would have slapped myself on the head but I could move my arms.

"Like how did you survive that explosion? By the looks of it you were in it. And what hap-" she started but I accidentally blurted out without thinking,

"You're Athena's daughter!" the complexity of my discovery made me proud and I uncontrollably started grinning. She looked smaller than the lady in my dream, maybe a bit to old for a daughter but the words were out and I was sure of it. Then again, it was only a dream but Annabeth confirmed my educated guess.

"How do you know that?" Annabeth said scared. She backed up and reached for a knife that was at her side. Uh-oh, I stopped grinning.

"Um, I-I, I-Its…" I was barely able to speak and then she unsheathed her knife,

"I met her!" I blurted out. This wasn't going my way. Seriously, one wrong statement and I was already at knife point.

"That's impossible; she's in prison right now." Annabeth stated quickly pushing me for answers I didn't have and on top of that what she said confused me even more.

"But I did." I claimed, "Anyway I'm kind of tired so-"

"Tell me what you know about my mother!" Annabeth pushed.

"Nothing!" I said in exasperation, "She has your eyes and explosive temper, but that's all." I finished in defeat. Annabeth stopped for a moment blushing slightly.

"Thank you… wait, explosive WHAT!" I had said something wrong again. Annabeth reached out at me but then pulled back grabbing at the air in front of my face. Close, I thought. A good few minutes passed in awkward silence. She sat there in front of me looking directly at me as I look at the floor, the wall, anywhere but her storming grey eyes. The awkward silence gave me enough time to take in the details of my surroundings. I was in another marble while room and high up in the corner of one of the walls there was a small window where light came in through. There was a door but it lead into some kind of hallway so it was pretty dark. The only contrast in this room; were the chains, which were black. I was chained to a wall and faced the door. There was a slight echo and the temperature was only mildly warm and sitting right in front of me was a really cute girl that possibly wanted to stab me.

"Why don't you leave" I told Annabeth.

"Or why don't you tell me what your hiding" she retorted, "Don't worry. If you're our enemy we won't execute you."

"But you'll give me a life sentence" I concluded. Annabeth just shrugged like it was no big deal. I turned my head.

"Just leave" I sighed.

"Just tell me" Annabeth insisted. Dang, she's annoying, I thought. Annabeth was done playing. Looking at her face I could tell she was serious and this girl was going to get her way. I didn't know what to make of her, she was nice to me then mean. Lose cannon is the best way to describe her, but the again she was concerned about me. She had saved my life and I could tell that me being in these shackles was not her choice. From my experience so far; none of my enemies were nearly as nice as her. I don't know why I did it, maybe it was because I was tiered of not trusting, or maybe it was because she was looking really innocent and cute.

"Fine" I said after a while. I told her everything; I told her about the deaths, I told her about all the pain and I told her about the explosion. When I got to talking about my mom I was already crying. I made some things extremely vague: like I told her about who I met in my dream but I didn't tell her what they did to me. Also I didn't tell about the two titans who followed the elite force of monsters. When I finished she said nothing she just gave me a look of pity, and then… she left. Just like that, gone. I rested my head up against the wall. With a sigh I tried to gain control of my newly welled up emotions, closed my eyes and set off on a quest to reach dream land.

I was barely conscious and almost asleep when a few people came back through the door. Some one walked right up to me and stuck something in my cuffs. That sent a jolt through my body. I opened my eyes quickly and saw Annabeth, Chiron, and the girl that kept electrocuting me. I watched silently as the girl who electrocuted me undid both the cuffs on my arms, and the chains around my chest. My mind was on over drive; I was happy but confused at the same time, relived but still worried. This was a little bit random even for me. I rubbed my wrists and looked up to see Annabeth in a train of thought. Chiron looked relieved, while the girl who kept electrocuting looked like she couldn't believe how lucky I was.

We all left my cell and I finally got a good look out side. It was breathtaking. There were luscious green hill, the sort I had never seen in my life, and buildings of all shapes and sizes. It was wonderful to seen all that color. It was proof that there was still life in this doomed world. In a field ahead of my there was a varied collection of buildings built in the shape on omega; the last letter of the Greek alphabet. There were about 30 buildings in total, all of which were considerably large. One was black, many where white, one grey, there were so many variation. Behind the buildings I could see a large lake and behind the lake there was a forest. The forest hugged the corners of the lake and stretched out in directions father than I could see.

Then something funny happened. I didn't hurt or anything, but at the moment I was looking at the forest my eyes just zoomed in. The forest went from looking really far away to really close, and when it zoomed in I saw something scurrying in the forest.

"What's that?" I exclaimed. Everyone stopped in surprise and looked towards where I was pointing.

"What's what? There's nothing there." The girl with dark hair said annoyed. I was going try again when I remembered my dream with the two strangers. They said they gave me the sight, so this was probably it. I mentally asked my eyes to go back too normal and luckily they did. Adrenaline raced through my veins; even by my standards this wasn't normal and that's saying something. I bit back my tongue so I wouldn't look like a freak.

"Let's go, it almost dinner" Annabeth said. All three of them turned up hill and started walking. I had a very vague guess of what happened and why I was free, but I decided to follow them since Annabeth did say the word dinner. I wanted to thank Annabeth because I knew it was only because of her that I was out of that mess. When we reached our destination I was blown away. There were so many people hundreds; 321 to be exact. It was weird, I think it was my new eyes, after a few seconds the number slipped into my mind and I was sure of it. It was awesome. In front of me was a pavilion, it had numerous long tables, tones of people, a fire burning in the distance and most noticeably it had food. Yes, finally! Something noticeable among the crowd was that a good percentage of them were not human. Names kept slipping into my mind when I couldn't identify them; dryad, aurora and of course satyr. Just like my bro Grover, there were tones and tones of satyrs.

"Not very practical" I said to Chiron.

"Huh. Why?" Chiron asked caught off guard.

"No ceiling" I pointed out, "What if it rains?" Chiron gave me a confused look.

"I'm not sure I understand what you mean." He said. What do you mean: I'm not sure I understand what you mean, I thought to myself. Luckily the girl with dark hair came to the rescue.

"It only rains here if we want" she explained, "The weather is controlled magically." Sure, I though sarcastically. Nothing was making sense but I decided to go with it.

"Please excuse me" Chiron said, "I trust you can find your seats?" Both girls nodded to him and with that he walked away leaving me with them. Annabeth gave a look to the other girl and who then nodded back at her before leaving without a word. Now it was just me and Annabeth, and I could almost see the gears turning in her head. She was thinking of something and looked serious, so I just waited for her to make the first move. She walked of away from the pavilion motioned for me to follow. It was painful to walk away from the food but I did. She walked up behind a corner and I followed.

The moment I rounded the corner she grabbed me by the shirt and shoved me into the wall. She look me dead in the eye, I didn't know what got her so mad but she didn't intimidate me since I was about 3-4 inches taller than her. I grinned happily back at her dangerous glare.

"Listen up" she started but I decided to butt in.

"Thank you" I said and smiled at her. Her grip on my shirt loosened up and she backed up. She let go of my shirt and put both her hands on her hips.

"I bet a lot on you Jackson" she said, "now you're under my responsibility, so if you screw up it becomes partly my responsibility. Understand?" I nodded, "By the way… Your welcome" she said and brushed her hair behind her ear, "I guess you owe me one" she finished and started to walk back in the direction we had come from.

"It's not like you could have contained me" I bragged.

"Whatever" she said, "Let's go." So we did. When we got back to the pavilion lots of heads turned towards us, it made me kind of uncomfortable though Annabeth just ignored them.

"You will sit a table 11." she pointed out the table and then split and sat at a different one. I didn't understand why I had to sit at that table, because sincerely I wanted to sit with Annabeth. She had been the only person so far who had helped me and I'm pretty sure everyone else saw me as an enemy. Mutual feeling.

Anyway, the moment I sat down, on the corner of a bench, one guy came and slid in on my left. Then another guy squeezed in on my right. The former guy next to me complained,

"Hey, watch it Travis?" but the guy ignored the complaint. He put his elbow on the table and looked up at me.

"What's up new guy" he asked

"Where're you from?" the guy on my left asked.

"Got any hobbies" the guy named Travis asked, "You like Poker? Card? Sports? Books? Yes? No? Maybe? Sort of-"

"Hold up!" the guy on my left yelled to Travis, "Your confusing him, don't you see?... Here." He said and then nicely passing me a plate filled with food.

"I'm Connor, and that's Travis" he said signaling to himself as Connor and pointing to the other guy when he introduced Travis.

"Hey, I'm P-" I started.

"Percy Jackson." He finished for me, "Yeah we know." Then it hit me where I had seen him before. He was in the room during my first interrogation with Chiron.

"What we did was procedure, just so you know" Travis apologized.

"And since your new here, recognize that me and my bro over there are heads of this cabin so watch out" Connor said with a wink.

"He's kidding" Travis explained for Connor. While they talked to me I was partially busy stuffing my mouth with the best food I had ever had. I recognized one of the things though. I had read about it in one of the book's me and my mom had collected, I believe its called pizza and it was so~~ good.

"Um. Going back too your questions. Um, my hobby is swimming, I've read about poker but never played, I've never seen a deck of cards, never played sports, but I like to read" I offered. Their mouths hung open for a moment then Connor sighed.

"We are going to have to teach him a lot aren't we Travis" Connor said. Travis was freaking out.

"Never played poker! Do live under a rock?" Travis exclaimed. Then the guy sitting directly in front of me came to my rescue.

"Leave him alone guy's" he said. "You guys are annoying the heck out of him. I can tell."

"But they gave me food" I defended.

"Thank you Percis" Travis said.

"Per-cy." I corrected.

"That's what I said Percis, what did you hear?" Travis said sounding hurt. The guy in front of me just laughed and held out his hand.

"I'm Chris Rodriguez." He said and I shook his hand.

"And I'm P-" I started

"Percy Jackson, I know. I heard you tell them." Chris told me.

"Nosy" Connor pointed out but was ignored.

"So" Chris asked, "Where you from?"

"New York." I answered simply but the twin' shook their heads in disbelief.

"Dude, are you really going to keep too that story. Its okay you can tell us the truth." Connor said.

"I'm serious!" I claimed, "Me and my mom lived in a factory not too far from the ocean and we lived off the canned food inside it!"

"Suit yourself" Connor sighed.

"Come on" I implored, "It's the complete truth." There was a short pause then…

"I believe you Percis." Travis stated.

"Really?" I said hopefully.

"No" he said then let out the weirdest laugh I had ever heard. I sounded like the remix of a Billy goat bleating and an old man gasping for breath. I snickered.

"Guy's he'll tell us when he's ready." Chris stated and I snickered again.

"I'm not lying" I said.

"So Percy do you know who your parents are?" Connor asked changing the subject to a more touchy issue for me. I debated whether to tell them or nor but since they were nice company I decided to get the subject of my back.

"No, well yes, well sort of." I concluded, "My mom raised me alone for as long as I can remember, and I guess my dad thought we were too much, so he left before I was even born." I sighed and looked at my plate no longer hungry. All three boys nodded in understanding.

"Typical, I take that as a no." Travis commented.

"What?" I asked sort of offended.

"Percy, it's not that your dad didn't care about he was imprisoned." Chris said sympathetically. That's random, I thought.

"Do you know him?" I asked.

"No, not exactly, but I do know something about you." Chris stated.

"What's that" I asked him.

"You're a demigod." Connor said seriously, which was weird coming from him. There it was again that word, "demigod". Using common sense I could figure out what it meant, and I also read about them, but it still was just a word to me. The word's reappearance over my last few conscious days made it seem like some sort of evil motif. Whenever something bad happened to me someone called me a demigod. I waited a while for Travis to say "Just kidding!" and start laughing again, but even the corny Travis was serious.

"What's that." I asked hoping that there was some kind of double meaning to the word.

"Someone who is born from a mortal and a Greek god" Chris answered.

"Haha, that funny" I said in denial.

"Actually its not" Travis said in a matter-a-fact voice, "Usually it gets you killed in various bloody ways.

"Good to know" I said sarcastically

"Percy this base is protected by magical borders, monsters and normal people can't get in no matter how hard they try. The only people who can get in are us; the demigods." Chris explained. I took a couple things from his words: first that this place monster proof, which was actually good to know. Second that I was actually a demigod, unless they were lying which was always a possibility. And third that…

"You're demigods?" I asked surprised. Chris smiled as if he had accomplished something.

"Me and Travis are the children of the God of messengers, thieves, and so on.." Travis said trying(key word) to sound professional. "Lord Hermes!" he exclaimed. I'm not sure I believed them or not but I was keen to listen.

"So what about you Chris?" I asked. The twins twisted uncomfortably which made me wonder what I had said wrong, but Chris didn't mind.

"Well" he said rubbing the back of his head, "For the moment I'm undetermined. Meaning: I still haven't been claimed. Sigh, meaning: I don't know who my godly parent is."

"And usually when you get claimed it's because your godly parent has been given a short leave from his or her prison." Connor added.

"Wait. The gods are allowed to leave to have children. Why?" I asked

"Most of the god's children end up working for the titans as soldiers. Commanders, generals, admirals, you name it but the sad truth is that the more of them the titans get their hands on the harder it is for us to survive and they are getting their hands on a lot of demigods. Perce this is a war were fighting against the titans, and we're losing." Chris finished. His words struck me hard. A war? Against their own brothers and sister, how sick. Right now neither of the comedian twins were smiling they were both staring off into space, thinking.

"But why would certain demigods fight for the titans?" I asked. They're so evil, I thought.

"Perce" Chris started, "most of us here are only here because we went under the radar, few actually successfully defected. When they let the gods have children they keep tabs on their children their entire lives, they raise them to think gods are evil, and that the titans are righteous-"

"But still-" I started but was interrupted by Chris.

"It is easy to judge others but you never know what you would be like in their position. True that some demigods have turned radical, some are just scared, but others have turned on the gods to protect their loved ones. I guess what I'm trying to say we all fight for our own reasons so don't judge others until you've live his or her life, kay?"

I nodded. His argument was deep; it was obvious he had some history involved in his words. I got the feeling that this place had a big significance and that despite its beauty it was slowly dying. The air was tense and for a moment we all listened to the sounds of ongoing conversations around the pavilion. So there is a war, I thought. I had been oppressed my entire life, and knowing that some people swam against the currents gave me hope We all sat there in silence, again.

"So…" I said trying to lighten the mood, "I'm not saying I believe all this… but if I were to want, is there a way to find out who my godly parent is? Without having to wait for him to claim me, that is?"

"Sure" Travis answered, "Someone will probably be assigned to help you figure that out tomorrow."

"They'll take a look at your skills and try and relate it to a god" Connor added, "It's not always possible but they can usually boil it down to two or three gods/goddesses in which one will turn out to be your actual godly parent."

"Cool" I said, subconsciously warming up to the idea.

"By the way" I added, "Who is Annabeth's godly parent?"

"The goddess of wisdom and battle, Athena" Travis answered casually. When he said that, I nearly bit my tongue off in disbelief. I couldn't believe it, that women in my dream was actually a goddess! Dang, I had even said it to Annabeth but hadn't made the connection. I laughed out loud.

"What's so funny?" asked Chris. The twins looked at me curiously while Chris just shook his head.

"Nothing." I lied. That sure was something, seriously, I had met a goddess. I decided to keep quiet about it since I didn't want to cause a commotion like it did with Annabeth. I was guessing that the Hephaestus from my dream was also the Greek god. I considered that none of this was true, but more and more I felt that this was true. I can explain properly, it just seemed to fit in with all the missing information from my life: all those conversations my mom told me to drop, my ability to breathe underwater, and why things began to shake when I got really scared.

Right then I was in a train of thought and I could feel Connor, Chris and Travis looking at me. While they were looking at me they didn't know didn't notice what was appearing above Chris' head. I saw it first.

"Look" I said pointing above Chris' head. Both Travis and Connor turned and gasped at the same time…

"Chris is being claimed~~!" Connor shouted.

Other people turned to see what was going on, as soon as they saw the all gasped. Some stood up, Chiron looked up from his book and straitened up. He rolled down a ramp and came closer to our table to get a better look, because above Chris head there was a floating 3D hologram of scale. Travis motioned for me to stand so I did, and as I looked around I saw others doing the same including Connor. We took a step back from the bench and then kneeled facing Chris, who was standing, looking directly up at the now fading 3D image.

"All hail Chris Rodriguez, son of Nemesis!" Chiron announced. Wow, I thought, so this is what it's like to get claimed. After a while Chiron announced,

"All rise." And we all did simultaneously, "Now we will proceed to the sing-along." Everyone started to walk in direction of the bond fire in the far right corner of the pavilion, naturally I followed. There was a lot of murmuring and pointing while we made our was to the bond fire. I sat next to Connor, Travis and Chris again. After a while of prolonged shuffling, people finally got settled down and we began the sing along.

"Congrats Chris" I whispered.

"Yeah" both the twins said at the same time. Chris smiled, mostly to himself, but shook each of our hands. I got my first glimpse of the magic within this place, though I was going to be blown away again by the sing-along.

The songs were weird and corny but they seemed fun. Why not, I asked myself. I joined the songs and had a blast, the twins were also super enthusiastic and sang with all their might. But by far the coolest thing about the sing-along was the fire. I kept changing height and believe it or not its color. Sometimes it was green, sometimes blue, others regular fiery orange.

I deduced that I changed its appearance depending on the level of interest and participation. Once or twice I caught Annabeth looking at me and each time she quickly averted eye contact. Actually for that matter a lot of people were looking at me.

There were a few girls, cute girls, that gave me dreamy looks, but they didn't catch my attention. Chiron kept studying me throughout the sing-along, it was totally giving me the creeps and made me feel like he still didn't trust me but above all one face caught my attention; it was the girl who had electrocuted me earlier today. She looked super serious; she didn't bother with the sing-along, and never took her eyes of me the whole time. She obviously didn't have a problem with staring people down and making them uncomfortable.

"Who is that?" I whispered to Chris trying not to point. When he saw the girl who was staring at me he answered.

"That's Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus. She defected from the titans 4 years ago, and was said to be a high ranking officer even at twelve. She's the only successful escapee 'child of the big three' ever since this regime started after World War II. She may be extremely powerful but is also extremely wanted. If she were to set foot outside the borders this place would be flocked with titans within minutes. Why, she's looking at you like that? I have no idea. Just don't get on her bad side."

I nodded and then tried to ignore her for the rest of the sing-along. Despite all the strange looks I had a great time with the new guys I met. When we were heading off back to our cabins to sleep, Chris told me he was no longer going to sleep in my cabin so I took the chance and told them how swell of guy's I though they were.

"Hey Perce, I was just going to say the same about you" Chris said then bumped fists with me before saying 'see ya' and walking off with another crowd of teenagers.

"I know I'm swell, Perce" Connor bragged.

"You know what I think so too" Travis said, "That I'm a swell guy, that is."

"No, we think your cool too Perce" Connor said sort of seriously and with that we headed back to the cabin.

It was the first time I got to see where I was staying, and to be honest, I was utterly disappointed. It was basically an old cabin; worn down, messy, packed, and worst of all… regular. All the other cabins were oddly beautiful; diverse was a good word. Of course this being the only regular cabin doesn't make it regular, it's just… there was nothing admirable about the building itself. Other buildings had flower, some where made of precious metals, basically they were all awesome, except this one. As we approached it I held my breath hoping that we would pass it, but no. I blamed it all on my luck, but it didn't get me anywhere so I just stopped complaining and thought about how much worse it could be.

"Hermes is the god of travelers" Connor explained to me, "So he doesn't mind who stay's in his cabin even if you are undetermined."

I nodded in understanding. He have me gave me a sleeping bag and some other things; like toiletries, a toothbrush and toothpaste. After a while I found a place on the floor. I quietly lay down and waited until light out before I took out my only possession: my ring. When I took it off my finger I spun it around in my hand while I thought back a bit.

This ring had come out of nowhere and saved my life and when I told Annabeth that 'they couldn't have contained me' even if they tried, I wasn't bluffing. I was going to wait until everyone was asleep to turn the ring into a sword and then cut off my chains. Don't ask me how, since my hands were chained to the floor, but with this ring I knew there was hope even in the tightest situation. It was an interesting weapon. It seemed more like a container for weapons and made me wonder if there was a way to add new weapons to it. Despite my doubts and questions about the ring I decided something: I had to keep it secret from the people around me. Despite the fact I was telling the truth about everything till now, my credibility to them was little and I didn't need to raise unnecessary eyebrows. With that in mind I slipped the ring back on my finger and went to sleep.

Now me being me, and having the luck I do, will have a terribly bad dream and wake up in cold sweat right? That' correct. Yeah, you heard me: I said 'terribly bad', that how things work for me.

It started with me waking up in dream world in my comfortably weightless body and wearing my normal camp half-blood t-shirt, I think camp half-blood is the place my real body's at, and some white camo pants. I was in a humongous room and its walls looked like they were made of a sturdy, desert, sand colored material. It looked like an airplane hangar. Interestingly enough there were no picture or decorations on the monstrous wall in front of me. I was doing a spin to do a quick sweep of my location, but stopped at about 180 degrees. In the middle of the room dangling by his arms was a young adult. He was hanging about half way up the room and was sweating in pain, his arm joints looked like they were in excruciating pain and there was there was a cat walk behind him where a dracaena stood whipping him with all her might. Despite all this he didn't take his eyes off me. He winced each time he was stuck but made no noise. After about five more minutes the dracaena left.

"pant, How are you doing cuz?" He asked. Again with the cuz thing, just like Hephaestus.

"Better than you, I suppose" I answered. The man tried to laugh but ended up coughing up blood. He was a pretty sad sight.

"Who are you?" I asked which made him smile.

"Why, Apollo of course!" he exclaimed.