Just a short chapter 2. Well, enjoy!

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Maybe taking Jaz, Walt, and Alyssa to Camp Half-Blood wasn't the best idea.

As soon as they crossed the borders, Alyssa nearly made the earth swallow the guard dragon, Peleus. If that wasn't enough, Jaz shouted "Heh-sieh!" straight to Chiron, who came over to meet us. Needless to say, he was restrained to his wheelchair until further notice. Only Walt behaved himself, which actually surprised me a lot. But somehow, I got the feeling that he was only trying to impress me.

[Shut up Carter. I wasn't asking for your opinion.]

The war council was not what I had expected. I had always imagined meetings like this to be grim, formal, and serious. I had certainly not expected to see the Stoll brothers lighting up a Ping-Pong ball on fire with a lighter and chucking it at a girl with long brown hair, who was cursing them in annoyance. Another guy with a rainbow tattoo (I almost snickered) was busy spraying cheez whiz inside a sleeping kid's open mouth. Percy and Annabeth were making out in the corner (blech), Clarisse was polishing her spear, and Will Solace was fiddling with his bow. Nico cleared his throat loudly, catching all of their attention. Chiron, on the other hand (still in his wheelchair, since three of his legs were currently broken), was glaring at them, reprimanding them for acting like children. Truth be told, we didn't act better ourselves, so I was a bit hurt by his words.

We all sat around the Ping-Pong table, which was a bit crowded considering that more than thirty kids were present. Chiron sighed. "We really need to get a new table. Percy, remind me. Scratch that, Annabeth, you remind me instead." The kids laughed, while Percy pouted. Nico, who was beside me, was trying his best not to laugh at Percy's face.

"Now, time more pressing matters. You all know of Rachel's prophecy. Am I correct?" he glanced at the entire assembly. Most of them shrugged while a few nodded. Chiron nodded to Annabeth. "Annabeth, tell us please." Annabeth took a deep breath, and recited the prophecy, the very same one that I read on the scroll.

Born of Egypt, Greece, and Rome,

The son of Kronos walks eternity alone.

Succeed his father, and take over time,

The greatest of the gods, an immortal divine.

Five that goes shall survive on this quest,

And death the only path taken by the rest.

"As you all know, Kronos himself is dead, thanks to Percy here." Percy sank a little lower in his seat. "And of course, you all know Carter Kane, the leader-"

"Pharaoh." Walt corrected.

"Sorry?" Chiron asked, interested.

I told him all about our war with Apophis. Afterwards, he seemed to have given a whole new kind of respect to Carter. "I understand. Forgive me, my lord." He bowed to Carter.

Like Percy, Carter sank lower in his seat, flustered from all the attention. "Uh, just Carter is fine. I really hate formalities. And uh, you don't need to bow."

"As you wish my lor- I mean, Carter." Chiron said. "Now then, back to the topic. Yes, Carter and Sadie Kane here had been two of our greatest warriors during the second battle of Manhattan. They had helped retrieve Annabeth Chase, and had helped the gods in sealing Apophis." The demigods grimaced at the memory of the war. I couldn't help but choke up, either. So many people dead…

I blinked the tears away. Now is not a good time for anyone, especially my brother, to see me crying. In fact, he had never seen me cry before, and I'd hate to break my streak.

"It seems that the prophecy calls for another union." Chiron continued. "The first line alone brings up the topic of Egypt, which was supposed to be impossible for the Oracle to see."

"Why?" Percy asked. The others echoed in agreement, even Alyssa and Jaz. Walt however, remained silent.

"Because, Greek and Egyptian magic exists on two totally different planes of reality. If the Oracle were ever to use Egyptian magic, she would spontaneously blow up." Annabeth explained. We just stared at her, not understanding a word she said. Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Just think of it as AC and DC types of electricity. If you use the wrong type on the right appliance, it wouldn't work, or worse, blow up."

Beside me, Nico murmured, "Why didn't you just say that in the first place?"

Chiron cleared his throat. "Yes, just what Annabeth said. But that's not what I'm worried about. The prophecy also mentioned a son of Kronos."

"Couldn't it just be Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades?" the guy with the rainbow tattoo asked.

"I've thought of that at first, Butch, but the prophecy also said that he would take over his father, and control time." Chiron answered. "Zeus and his brothers cannot anymore inherit their father's powers, for they themselves had already chosen their domains."

"Oh." Butch said. Percy perked up, like he just realized something. "Wait, Chiron, you couldn't me saying that-"

Chiron nodded gravely. "Yes, Percy. The only other option I could think of was that the prophecy speaks of a demigod son of Kronos."

The rest of the demigods started arguing. Soon, it became an entire shouting match. Chiron slammed his hand on the table. "Enough! We will get nothing by sitting here and arguing. It is only my opinion, and I am not saying that Kronos has a son out there."

"But Chiron, how in Hades could Kronos even sire a child? That's impossible!" Annabeth protested.

"Impossible?" Clarisse scoffed. "Then why is kelp head and death boy here then? Did you ever think of that? Or you, for that matter, isn't you mom supposed to be a maiden goddess? If things that were supposed to be impossible had remained impossible, then why are you three here?"

In all my time at camp, I had never pegged Clarisse as a genius smart-aleck. Apparently, the others didn't too, since they were all staring at her like she just said, I dance around and wear pretty dresses! Annabeth however, was glaring daggers at Clarisse, who was doing a pretty good job of ignoring her. Annabeth's nails had dug into the wood, and I was sure that Clarisse had hit a soft spot.

"Annabeth, calm down. Percy, take her outside." Chiron ordered.

"No." Annabeth argued. "I want to finish this." She was still eyeing Clarisse like she wanted to kill her, but only now it was more discreet.

"Clarisse has a point." Walt said. "Even our gods, Nut and Geb, had been able to sire their children, even after Ra had decreed that they were not allowed to give birth at any day of the year."

"What?" Nico asked, dumbfounded.

"Long story." I answered. "I'll tell you later."

"Exactly." Chiron nodded. "There were many occurrences where…unnatural things just happen. The most reasonable way that I could think of was that his child was formed with magic, like Athena's were." I noticed that Chiron was trying not to use the word "impossible" again. "I don't pretend that I know what exactly is going on, but we need to find who this son of Kronos is and bring him to camp immediately, before any harm comes to him."

"What kind of harm, exactly?" I asked.

Chiron took a deep breath. "Hyperion has escaped his prison." He stated gravely.

"And so has Atlas." A voice said behind us. We turned around, only to see a punk-looking girl wearing a princess' tiara leaning against the doorframe. Annabeth ran over, and hugged her. "Thalia!"

Percy and Nico high-fived the girl. "How's it going, Thals?"

"Yeah, what's up?"

Their moment of happiness did not last long. The girl, Thalia, told us of how the titan Atlas has escaped his prison, and how Perses had replaced him. Thalia's voice became venomous every time she mentioned the name Atlas, and frankly, I had no idea what she was talking about.

Chiron sighed. "We need to find that son of Kronos now."

"That's what I came here for. Lady Artemis believed that the son of Kronos is close by." Thalia said.

"That's good news, at least." Percy said.

"Where?" Carter asked.

"Goode High School."

Percy's mouth hung open. He was staring at Thalia in disbelief. "You have got to be kidding me."

"I wish I was, too." Thalia said. "But I saw Hyperion himself go into that school, so our best chances of finding him lie in there."

"There's just no way that he can be in there. I went there for a year, and I had never noticed anything out of the ordinary." Percy said.

"You mean, apart from you?" Nico snickered. I rolled my eyes. He can be such a kid sometimes, but it's actually kind of cute.

Percy rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He groaned.

"That may be because he has never known what he was." Chiron explained.

"So then, it said in the prophecy that five will go." Carter said.

"No it doesn't." Clarisse said. 'It said that five will survive, but the rest will die."

I rolled my eyes. "Thank you, miss pessimistic."

"So only five should go, so that no one else dies." Chiron decided. "Who volunteers?"

Nobody raised their hands.

Chiron groaned. "You are not making this easy. If none of you volunteers, then I'll just have to pick. Percy-"

"Hey! Why me?" Percy protested.

"-and Annabeth-"

"Good luck guys!" I said sarcastically.

"-and of course, Sadie and Carter-"

"WHAT!" I practically screamed.

"-and finally, Nico."

"Why me?" he whined. But we knew better that to argue with Chiron. That guy has a very strong mindset.

"That is final! Tomorrow, the five of you will go to school. No question asked. Are we clear?" he glanced at the five of us.

"Yes, Chiron." We all grumbled.

Once the meeting was over, Carter, Alyssa, Walt, Jaz, and I went to Nico's cabin. Why Nico's cabin, you ask? Well, a.) Percy's cabin smells like seaweed, and b.) We're all pretty sure that it was occupied by Percy and Annabeth, and we do not want to be mentally scarred for the rest of our lives.

I sat in Nico's bed, and he sat down beside me, wrapping an arm around my waist. Somehow, the gloom-and-doom theme of Nico's cabin was very relaxing. I looked up to him, and leaned over. He started to lean in-

"Guys!" carter exclaimed. "no public display of affection!"

"We're in Nico's room, idiot. If you don't want to watch, just go out." I murmured.

"Well, we'll just go back to Brooklyn." Jaz said, and made a beeline for the door.

"We're coming with you." The rest of them followed suit. Before he went out, Carter said, "We'll pick you up here tomorrow, Sadie. I'll send your things via the duat. And guys? Don't do anything you'll regret, you understand?"

Nico and I blushed. "Carter!"

"I'm just saying." He closed the door. Walt looked at Nico disdainfully, and walked out of the cabin, leaving me alone with Nico.

Long story short, Best. Night. Ever.

Well, that's it! And I promise you, my OC will not be a Gary Stu. And if it is, I give you the permission to hunt me down and kill me.

Well, until next chapter then!