I finally have enough OCs. Yeah. You heard me right. Know what this means? I CAN FINALLY START THE STORY. I'VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG FOR THIS MOMENTOMGOMG-

But I digress. Now that the OCs are taken care of, you all can start expecting faster updates! YAY! I mean, my head is filled to bursting with ideas and dialogue and all this other good stuff.

So hold on to your weapons, helmets, and sunglasses (you know who you are) and BUCKLE UP. THIS RIDE'S ABOUT TO GET BUMPY. (Did I mention that the seat-belts don't actually exist?)

AND! AND! We have some new fancy-shmancy new cover art! HOORAY FOR ART! But my skill is lacking and I apologize if you think it looks crappy. Fanfiction messed the borders up, dammit.

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson, Pokemon, or any of these fine characters.

Chapter 2: Christopher's POV

What kind of a greeting is that? 'I want to play a game.' Chris snorted to himself. Looks like someone's been watching a little too much Saw.

Back on the screen, the woman continued talking. "Now, I'm sure you're all wondering what these three" she gestured to the foreigners. "new kids are doing here, and that's what I'm here about!" She smiled, but it wasn't a warm one. All the campers started muttering again, about the foreigners, about the fire, and of course, about the lady in the screen.

"SILENCE!" Her voice rang out over the demigods, shutting them up. "Like I said earlier, you're going to play my little game and you're going to play by my rules. Got it?"

"And what if we don't want to play?" asked a brave camper from the Ares cabin.

"You know those missing demigods?" answered the woman with a question of her own. "If you don't play, well, then I'm afraid you'll never see them again."

"What?! You can't do this!" a girl from the Demeter cabin shouted.

"Of course I can. I'm a goddess, I can do whatever I want." stated the lady. She looked very smug.

"But why are we here?"

All the demigods started; they had forgotten about the three foreigners. Apparently it was one of the guys who had spoken, the one with the . . . helmet? Yup, that was a helmet all right. A light green biker's helmet. Chris' eyes narrowed in confusion. Why is he wearing a helmet?

Before he could think more about the kid's weird headwear, however, the goddess had started talking again.

"Ah, yes, I was just getting to that. You see, a game with the same type of players gets, well, rather boringafter a while, don't you agree? You three are here to add a bit of exotic flavor, so to speak." she smiled wickedly.

"Well then," said Percy confidently, squaring his shoulders, "if it's a game you want to play, then I volunteer!"

Suddenly, the goddess' eyes went from an emerald green to a fiery blue; literally. There were flaming orbs where her eyes should have been. "NO. NO, YOU SIT DOWN, JACKSON. I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR SCREWING WITH MY CHAOS. YOU ARE NOT PLAYING MY GAME!"

Silence followed her outburst. The son of Poseidon looked shocked, and Chris wasn't surprised. He'd be stunned too if a goddess yelled at him like that. After a few seconds, she seemed to have calmed down quite a bit and her eyes returned to normal.

"Alright. Now that we're done with that, I'll be choosing the players." said the goddess. "Hmm, I pick . . . you, you, and you." she pointed to three kids across the Amphitheater.

"You," she said, pointing at Luna, a daughter of Tyche. She was one of his close friends. "You," Nixie, from the Aphrodite cabin, also another friend. "And how about . . . you." the goddess finished, pointing at . . . wait, was she pointing at him?!

"Now, will all the chosen step up?" Chris could hear her, but he was still in shock from being picked, so all the other demigods made it up while he was just standing there. "Hello? I said all of the chosen."

Chris didn't respond.

"Hey! You! Kid with the black hair! YO, I'M TALKING TO YOU!" the goddess yelled impatiently. This knocked Chris out of of his shock and he slowly walked to the front. He was sure the other campers would have been laughing at him if it wasn't for the fact that he was probably walking towards his death.

I've waited seven years for quest, thought Chris to himself. Now? Yeah, not so much.

"Wait!" He looked up. It was Chiron. "There are only supposed to be three members to a quest!"

"Yeah? Well I didn't say it was a quest, did I? I said it was a game. So, there." she successfully argued back.

"You six demigods, along with these three, are going to be split into teams. You, you, and you.," she pointed to Chris, Luna, and the kid with the freaky golden eyes. "My kings and queens, are going to be on Team Amazon Fishers."

Teams? We're on teams? And what kind of a name is 'Amazon Fishers'? thought Chris.

"You, you, and you," this time she pointed at Nixie, some demigod he didn't know, and Helmet-Kid. "are on Team Cascade Goats. Have fun climbing!"

Chris blinked. Okay, now I don't mind being a Fisher that much. Anything was better than being a goat. (Sorry, satyrs.)

"And finally, you remaining three will be on Team Disaster Trackers." the goddess finished.

Wait, what? How come they get the cool name? Why can't I be on that team?

"Now for the rules. You all have nine days to find the keystones, got it? Nine days."

"Nine days to find what?" asked the kid with golden eyes.

"Hm? Oh, forgot to mention. Each team will be looking for a certain stone. A keystone to be exact." she said, holding up three brick-sized stones. Chris thought they looked like upside-down trapezoids. Each one had a different symbol on it; a green snake-thing, a blue face, (at least, that's what he thought it looked like.) and a red . . . what was that? Was it a grenade? Or a hamster? Or . . . something else?

"These are the Traveler's Keystones. They each represent a certain Pokemon."

What? The Hades is a Pokemon? Chris looked around at the other demigods; he wasn't the only one looking confused. Heck, even Chiron looked surprised. Oddly, (or not so oddly) the foreigners nodded like they understood something the demigods didn't. And they probably did.

"Trackers will be looking for Key Terra." said the goddess, showing them the one with the red . . . thing.

"Fishers will be looking for Key Aqua." she held up the stone with blue markings. Chris supposed it made sense, Aqua for the Fishers.

"And lastly, Key Aer for the kids. Get it? Kids?" the woman gave a small laugh and wiped an imaginary tear away. "Ah, I crack myself up. Now that all the rules have been dealt with, go run off to have one of your little meetings. And remember, the game starts tomorrow. Toodles!"

The goddess waved goodbye and the screen blacked out and faded away. That left the demigods (and foreigners) to stare at the empty air where the screen was located just a few seconds ago. And then chaos broke loose.

"Who was that?!"

"Where did she take the campers?!"

"Damn, Percy. SHE TOLD YOOUU."

"QUIET!" Chiron shouted. He sighed tiredly. "Now, will all the cabin councilors and 'game players' report to the Big House for a meeting?"

In the Big House, everyone sat around the ping-pong table, waiting for Chiron to begin the meeting. There were extra seats pulled up for all of the goddess' players.

"Right," Chiron began. "Why don't we introduce ourselves?"

All the players looked at each other uncertainly. Chris sighed and stood up, surprising the others.

"Well, I'm Christopher, but you can call me Chris. I'm the son of Melinoe, Goddess of Ghosts." he said. He sat back down, staring expectantly at the rest of them.

Following his lead, one of the demigods he didn't know stood up. "Carlos here, son of Nike, Goddess of Victory! And ladies? I'm single!" the tall boy ended his introduction with a wink.

Now that two had taken the fall, the others started to introduce themselves.

"I'm Joshua, nice to meet you! My mother is the Goddess of Magic, Hecate!" Chris thought he had a rather high-pitched voice for a guy.

"Um, my name is Luna." She started, twisting the charm bracelet on her arm nervously. Chris shook his head. He loved Luna, (as a friend) but she could be so shy sometimes. "And I'm the daughter of Tyche, Goddess of Luck."

Another demigod he knew stood up. "I'm Nixie, daughter of Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty!" she said, flicking her long, black hair over her shoulder.

The next person stood up, but Chris didn't recognize her. "The name's Kari." she said. It didn't contain any malice, just boredom. "My dad's Dionysus, God of Wine."

Now that all the demigods had introduced themselves, they turned to the three foreigners. The boy with golden eyes sighed, and stood up to introduce himself.

"My name's Justin." Having nothing else to say, he sat back down.

Now for the girl's turn. She looked at all of them silently with piercing, glacier-blue eyes, and not bothering to stand up, said "I'm Charlotte." She didn't say anything else.

I don't think I've met anyone quieter than her. thought Chris.

"Caden." was all the boy with the helmet said.

I stand corrected.

"Right, now that we've introduced ourselves, we can start discussing the, uh, well," Chiron ran a hand through his hair. "come to think of it, she didn't exactly give us a prophecy to discuss."

"Who was that, anyway?" asked Carlos.

"That was Eris. She's the Goddess of Discord and Strife. She loves causing chaos."

"Yeah, we could tell."

"Wait a second!" shouted Clarisse, stabbing her dagger into the table. "How are they gonna start if there's no prophecy to give them hints?"

"Who cares?" drawled Dionysus as he walked into the room holding a wine magazine. "If they don't go, then the demibrats stay gone, right? I don't really see the problem here."

Chiron sighed. "You might not care for them, but we do. And it's our job to get them back. Preferably alive."

"Whatever." he said. Flipping another page of his magazine, he walked out of the room.

"Now, back to the problem at hand. We don't have a prophecy to guide the children."

"Um, what's a prophecy?" asked Justin. Everyone stared at him, forgetting that the foreigners didn't know what a prophecy was.

Chiron answered him. "Oh, well, a prophecy is a general prediction of the future. However, here in Camp Half-Blood, we use prophecies as a way to help questing demigods. They work to give them hints, such as a place to start searching, or a destination to reach."

"Ah." said the boy, still looking a bit confused.

"But since we don't have a prophecy, we don't know where to start." finished Nixie.

"Well then, maybe we don't need a prophecy."

Everyone turned to face the speaker. Annabeth held their gazes with a cool stare of her own, as if daring them to argue.

"What do you mean?" asked Percy.

"Eris is smart." started Annabeth. "She didn't give us a prophecy because she knew we didn't need one."

"What?! Of course we need one! How are we going to start without a prophecy?!" demanded Clarisse, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Think about it. Why would Eris give them team names?"

"Because she thinks they're embarrassing?" ventured Percy, earning snickers from some of the demigods.

"No." the daughter of Athena deadpanned. "What if those names held some importance? What if they contained the clues we need? Take Cascade Goats for example."

"Where's the clue in that?"

"She said 'Happy climbing!'"

"So?"

"What kind of goats climb?"

Kari piped up. "Mountain goats climb."

"Exactly! And does anybody here know where mountain goats live?" Annabeth was getting excited, her grey eyes were darting around to each member of the room.

"I did a report on mountain goats once in 6th grade." said Luna, keeping her gaze on the table. "The book I was reading said that mountain goats were native to North America. They live only in the Rocky Mountains and Cascade Range." She looked up from the table as her blue eyes widened. "Wait, the Cascade Range! That's on the northwest coast!"

"So that's where you have to go! Now if that name holds a clue, think about the two others!"

"Amazon Fishers." said Joshua, testing out the seemingly ridiculous name Eris had given them. "So, does that have something to do with the Amazon?"

"I guess so. Probably the Amazon River though, 'cause they're fishers." Kari said lazily while playing with a knife.

"KARI, YOU'RE A GENIUS!" shouted Carlos, grabbing her in a bear hug. Kari quickly shoved him off.

"Yeah, and you're not."

"Why must you hurt me so?"

"Focus Carlos! Back to business, is there anything else about the name we need to figure out?" asked (demanded) Annabeth.

"Well, she did call us 'kings and queens'" said Chris, thinking back to earlier.

"So they have to look for royal fishermen near the Amazon River?" Nixie asked.

Chris' eyes narrowed in thought. "I don't think so. Either way, we still have to go to South America. We'll figure it out when we get there."

"Alright, what about the last team; Disaster Trackers?" asked Justin, finally deciding to get involved even though he looked like he had no idea what the demigods were talking about.

Annabeth smiled. "Well, the name is pretty self-explanatory. They track disasters."

"Oh, so we're gonna be a rip-off of 'Storm Chasers'? Man, I hate being a rip-off." whined Carlos.

"Shut up, Carlos." Kari muttered. "We have to track disasters, right? That sounds fun. I guess we can start by watching the news."

"Okay, is that all? We've established the target destinations for our groups and you can figure out ways to get there on your own. Meet up here tomorrow at six, (cue groans from Carlos) make sure your bags are well-packed, and wear appropriate clothing. Our guests can stay in the spare room of the Big House until then. Meeting dismissed!" said Chiron. He wheeled himself out of the room, gesturing for the foreigners to follow him.

Chris sighed. This was going to be one long, bumpy trip. Maybe he'd be able to grab a souvenir on the way home.

If he made it home.

ANNDD CHAPTER 2, FINISHED! Sorry if this chapter seems too Chris-centric, but it is his POV after all.

The three new OCs I got were pretty damn awesome too. Wanna see 'em?

Christopher (Chris) M. Spence – Submitted by 'sonofthetrigod'

Nixie Minore – Submitted by 'Call me cat333'

Luna Greene – Submitted by 'DidYouSayHarryPotter'

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Until next time!

- Sleepy-Crobat