DISCLAIMER: I'M NOT RICK RIORDAN IF I WERE YOU PROBABLY WOULDN'T BE READING IT ON THIS SITE.

CHAPTER FIVE: SWEET DREAMS WEREN'T MADE OF THESE

"Rosie, Rosie" I followed a the voice to one of the prettiest meadows I ever saw, may flowers, daises, violets, roses, any flower you could imagine all in bloom, and running through the center was a bubbling brook with a great weeping willow growing beside it. It was truly a feast for the eyes but something sudden happened and began to transform it; the grass had turned brown and then to dust, the flowers had wilted and died, the brook turned red as if it was bleeding.

The melodic voice called again but now it sounded as if it were in agony at the destruction. "Rosie save me!" I fell to my knees wanting to cry. Everything went pitch black for a few moments and then I saw a light coming towards me. The closer it came the brighter it seemed and the less discouraged I felt.

"Hello Rosalina" the light said, but it wasn't a light at all but a being. "You look so much like your father, I'm glad; I miss him terribly but seeing you brings him back a little for me." The being smiled, she was so familiar but I couldn't place her. I knew she wasn't my mother, but then how did she know my father? The gods weren't known for knowing- or caring for one another's consorts.

"Who are you?" I asked. The being laughed.

"A fair enough question, but I'm afraid one I can't answer now. I can tell you I'm a friend and mean to help. Dark forces are at work, and war looms in the distance."

"You asked Apollo to give me archery skills." I said unable to stop myself, she nodded. "But what's going on, what happened to the voice, who was it?"

The being smiled sadly, "my dear I would have thought you'd recognize that voice."

The realization hit me like bricks, Eirene! Was that why she hadn't spoken to me?

"Where is she?" I asked barely finding my voice.

"Where you're friend Monty is, captured. The same person is out to kill your friend Leo in hopes of inciting a war, and without Eirene there is no balance, chaos will ensue." If it wasn't so frightening that my friends and mother were in danger, I would have made a reference to Star Wars, but this was no time for "Force Jokes".

"The time has drawn near, go north for your answers and be wary of eager hands."

I woke up drenched in sweat, and panicked. I got out of bed and ran as fast as I could to the big house not even bothering to get changed. I crashed into some startled dryads and kept running until I reached the front porch where Chiron had tempted Mr. D, Grover and Coach Hedge into a game of pinochle.

"Ruth, what exactly is the meaning of this rude interruption." Mr. D demanded to know.

"I- I- I had a dream. My mom's not missing and neither is Monty, someone's kid- somebody's taken them and they want to kill Leo so they can start a war between the gods and upset the balance of the forces or something!" I said breathlessly not really sure they'd appreciate the Star Wars reference.

"Oh." Was all Mr. D managed. Chiron began to get out of his wheel chair, a grim expression on his face.

"I fear it's time for you to speak to Rachel." Chiron said leading me into the Blue house and up the stairs to a second story bedroom where the red headed oracle stood painting.

"Rachel," I began, the red head turned around and stared, before turning white and eliciting a green smoke from her mouth…

A/N: So sorry it's a cliffie, but I wanted to give you guys some more and I need to figure out how to put my prophecy in words. Bear with me I won't keep you in suspense for long.