Oops! I forgot the disclaimer last chapter. I don't own PJO or any other stuff. Just my Fanfic and the plot.

Annabeth: See, you don't even own me! Now get me out of this story!

Me: Really? *Mouse hovers above delete tab* Well then, I guess we can't do with out a girl in the story—

Annabeth: Hurray!

Me: —so I'm going to find Rachel to substitute you.

Annabeth: Huh? No! I'll go! Fine!

Annabeth: You put me in a no win situation!

Me: Hehe.

"Annabeth! Time to go!"

Chiron called softly, urging me to get out of my comfortable bed.

I looked at the clock: five-thirty. Oh! My letter to Percy! I haven't given it to him yet!

"Wait for a while, Chiron! I, um, got to say goodbye to some of my friends!"

I doubled check my backpack:

Drachmas—check

Map—check

Clothes—check

Mortal money—check

Cell phone (minimize use) —check

A Designer's Library of Architecture—check

Bronze knife—check

Percy's photo—check

Invisible cap—check

Ok, that's about it.

I crept outside, like a mouse. Nobody. Good.

I walked to cabin three, and peeked to be sure that the seaweed brain was still snoring peacefully.

How relaxed he looked! For a minute, I considered calling him, telling him what was happening, and convince Chiron not to let me go.

I poked around and found a cute photo of him and— Hey, isn't that Rachel?

That's it, I told myself. I have to get out of here. Let's see who seaweed brain cares about most. He would come after me if he loved me anyway, considering that big pile of kelp in his brain.

I slipped the letter under his pillow, looked at him the last time, and run out before I could think of any other reasons to cry.

Chiron was waiting for me outside, and said: "I hope you didn't put any silly ideas in his head, Annabeth."

And on that happy remark, we walked towards the Big House, ready for the prophecy.

I hated the attic. Ok, I've been there two times before already, but it still freaked me out. (I know the oracle's supposed to be Rachel, but I took a little pity on Annabeth. I mean, who wants to see their enemy delivering their own fate? Not me.)

As I went to the mummy warily, It started to spit green smoke and it spoke in my mind: I am the Oracle of Delphi. Approach, seeker, and ask.

As I spoke, I could feel beads of sweat gathering on my lips. "What…what is my quest about?"

Then the Oracle sort of twisted and twirled in a weird fashion, and as the image began to form, I made out faces, talking to me with the Oracle's raspy voice.

This was strange, because they were God's faces.

Demeter whispered: "One will go to the weed less land,"

Zeus said: "Three shall come back, hand in hand."

"Two will delve in jealousy," Nemesis murmured;

"An explanation just for thee." My Mom, Athena, replied.

"A new half blood this quest shall narrow," Hermes told me.

"Thy parenthood relate to arrow." Artemis said, with an arrow in her hand.

Aphrodite cried a little: "For one shall weep a broken heart,"

Then Hades, smiling a little, delivered the worst part: "And one will leave forever apart."

(Ok this is insane but I tried my best)

After I told Chiron about the prophecy (I omitted the last two lines), I slung my backpack, walked over to the boundaries line, and took a big breath.

"Here it comes." I told myself, and stepped out.

Umm, the prophecy sucks, I know. Don't mention that. But give me reviews please!