HAVE I EVER TOLD you I think my girlfriend goes insane sometimes? Well now would be a good time to mention it. Why on Earth did she want to go to the Plooth and who on Ares (mars) was she meeting with? And why do I have to hide?

The garden was really quite nice. A cobblestone path weaved through coral and a rainbow of colours. Pink and blues sat in harmony next to a beautiful hue of purples and greens.

Hang on… harmony?...Hue? Annabeth is rubbing off on me.

Anyway, we stopped off in an alcove sort of place. The bush of Plooth was planted in a curve with the path following. Opposite, there was a small seat, that swung. For some demented reason, Annabeth made me hide in a bush behind the seats.

We sat in silence, me in a bush and Annabeth on her comfortable seat that probably wasn't going to leave a bruise on her bum.

After about 3 minutes (and yes I was counting, I wanted to get out of that bush ASAP) the last person who I thought would be meeting up with Annabeth came. April Mae Jackson.

"I take it you know what these plants do?" April said.

"I take it you knew my plan?" Annabeth returned.

April shrugged. "You didn't exactly hide it." Annabeth sat forward and looked at my sister quizzically. "So what happened then?" April smirked. "What, no how are you. Nice hair."?"

Annabeth relented. "How are you?"

"Nice hair…"April pushed on.
Annabeth sighed. "Nice hair."
"Thank you" April said "Now I shall tell you."

And that she did, true to its name, the Plooth forced her to tell the truth, just as it had happened that day. She explained to us her memory.

"Well, it started that day when I was 7 and I decided to go for a swim.

Me and Percy used to always swim at the beach. Anyway, for some months before that, I had been noticing weird things around me. Shadows and creatures. It was only that morning that I had had what I though was a crazy idea. I had joked with myself that I was seeing Greek mythology come to life. Obviously" She gestured to herself. "I wasn't far off the mark.

So the Gods were informed that I had worked out my heritage and they 'scheduled' a meeting with me. So when I went out for a swim that day, they took me onto their boat and tried to tell me. However, I was smart for a 7 year old. I though they were kidnappers, using stories to lure me in. So… I set the boat on fire."

That was the first time I saw my girlfriend truly gobsmacked. Her eyebrows rose to her hairline and she stammered. "You set a whole boat on fire?"

April grinned and said. "Actually I exploded it. You see it was a really fancy boat with candles in the dining room and everything. So I stole one of the candles and threw it into the fuel room when Zeus wasn't looking and then jumped out a port hole."

Annabeth shook her head in wonder. "So it is all Jacksons who have a knack for doing the impossible and strange then."

April smirked. "Yeah… anyway, so I was swimming away nice and happy when the water started acting weird.

Suddenly the tide was going the wrong way and there was my dad swimming under the water, which was impossible because I didn't think my dad was alive.

So the water started going against me and I was plunged under water. The man who was my dad was pulling me under and as I kicked and screamed at him, he kept saying sorry, that he didn't want us to meet like that. In the end he fed me something and my world went dark.

When I woke up, I was in a room in a palace. I didn't know where I was but I had pretty much come to terms with the fact that strange creatures were real. There was a note on my table telling me to stay put but… you've met my brother, did my dad really expect me to listen? So I went out of the room, which was mistake number 1. Mistake number 2 was talking to the satyr on holiday there. He told me he was a silent protector of a person. Naturally, I asked what a silent protector was."

"And he told you what a satyr silent protector is, not a human one." Annabeth finished. April nodded and Annabeth carried on. "He told you that a silent protector was a friend of who they protected and not that a human protector has to hide from who they are protecting and help their person from afar." April nodded. "And when I saw my dad and he asked me to trust him and he was real and this all was and that I couldn't tell Percy-"

Annabeth gasped. "You said you would if your could be Percy's silent protector!" Again April nodded, and this time she looked sad. "And because of my own nosiness with that satyr, I had to leave my brother for 12 years."

She sighed and slumped slightly, "And now he won't forgive me."

Annabeth couldn't answer. She looked at me and mouthed did you know, but I couldn't reply. I hadn't. Afterwards, I was pretty much in a daze. After April left, me and Annabeth walked back in silence. As we did so, the conversation I heard replayed through my head. You said you would accept if you could protect Percy! My sister had gone out of her way to protect me. Her big brother who should be the one protecting her! I reflected back to what had happened that day.

Suddenly, I wasn't so angry anymore. Instead, I was in awe. My sister hadn't purposely left me, she pledged to save her brother without any care for what it involved. She had left her previous life for me. I didn't matter anymore that she got to spend time with her dad, because I knew she hadn't. She had been on missions following me to protect me.

It was safe to say I didn't sleep that night. But that sort of helped in the end.

You see it went like this. I couldn't sleep, and because I couldn't' sleep, I got bored…and anyone will know that me being bored won't bode so well for anything.
So I got so worked up over the whole "Apologise to April" Thing, that I decided to go and apologise there and then. However, Annabeth had long ago drilled it into my head that when you apologise to a girl, you get extra brownie points for making it look sincere. So I wondered what would an April like? My first idea was a unicorn, but then I thought of a card. I remembered how April used to love getting cards, she never chucked any away. But she loved handmade ones more. So I decided to make her a huge card.

So not sleeping helped because I made the card, and making the card helped because that meant that I fell asleep for ages. That helped because everyone pranked me and I found the note.

When I woke up, I was somehow in the room we go to. to eat breakfast. Not only that, but I was rustling. As I opened my eyes, the first think I saw (and heard) were the faces of my Camp members laughing. I looked down in horror to see the source of the rustling.

Stuck, completely down my front, back and sides, were little sticky notes. Of every size and colour and they all said things that I had been called on them.

Perseus Jackson.

Darling.
Sweet cheeks. (MUM!)

My man.

I will get your sister.

I did a double take at the last one. I will get your sister. I pulled the sticky note off of myself and held it up. It smelt of carrots and stale milk.

"Who wrote this one?" I asked. No-one volunteered themselves. They all looked between each other, bewildered.

"We didn't use any brown sticky notes." Some one shouted out as I noticed the note was indeed brown. It started to sink in that maybe this was a real note, made by an enemy of sorts.

I jumped out of my chair and looked around. "April! Where is April?!" I shouted. I started to run for the exits, looking in desperation for my sister. "She's on her mission." My dad finally called out. "She will be back tonight."

I literally sagged with relief as my dad walked up to me, wanting an explanation. I showed him and Annabeth the letter, they both paled.

"If she's not home by tonight, we start a search." Poseidon said. "For all we know, this could be real."

I refused to believe my sister was in danger. "Maybe it was meant for someone else's sister." I tried but Annabeth gave me the look.

"How many sisters do you know who make a living of smarting the evil." She returned. And with a sinking heart, I realised she was right.

Take a walk through a village. That's what they think will calm us down enough to forget about April till dinner. It didn't work. Whilst the village was beautiful, all I could think about was how April may be dead right now and that she died thinking I hate her.

As we turned down the road, tall white masterpieces rose up from the seabed. They houses 3 times the size of normal ones. The windows were like large domes and the front door was like a giants gateway. April would love it. I can see why she chose to live here.

Soon the sun went down over the horizon. Dad reminded me that it could still be light above the sea and that we didn't have to worry yet. But I still did. As we sat down for dinner, there was a low hum of chatter, but I didn't talk. Previous memories of April kept playing through my ming.

You're my hero Percy!

I'm Superman!

We wanna be Poseidon.

That is Pi-an-ooooooo.

I can look after myself Percy.

But I want to protect you…

Suddenly I jumped up. Dad looked at me in surprise. "I'm sorry" I said. "but she's my sister, I can't just leave her until it's safer. I'm her brother, I should be able to help." And I turned and shot off through the water.