A/N: Hello there! I am really into this story! Thank you for all of your feedback and reviews so far! Everyone is so kind! I am sure there are plenty of mean people but I'm glad they haven't chosen my story to kill off.

Let me answer a question of two.

Puretorcherismynamecatilyn:

Bianca- like 7 or 6 years old.

Silena- 13 or 14 maybe… I'm thinking she is in eighth grade or a freshman.

Charles- James and Charles are the same age. 17 years old. Junior year for them.

Thank you!

Sonofthetrigod: thank you so much for pointing that out to me! I seriously did a face palm to the head when I remembered what kind of metal Percy's sword was made out of. How could I forget! I feel so stupid! Haha! And now, back to the story. By the way, I am doing some pairing with other characters here, so be warned! (Rachel + her husband… you will see)

Silena's POV:

Charles slammed the door shut and the van sped off. James shouldered his bag and we watched until the van made a right turn two lights down. And then it vanished. James, Charles and I were in the middle of Manhattan. People were bustling around the block and cars were backed up in traffic with horns beeping every second. There were every type of people walking around and we were three teenagers in orange tee shirts with only a small bag full of possessions and clothes.

"Where do we start now?" Charles asked.

"Well since I think our best bet to find your father is to find Prometheus's rock that Zeus chained him to after the Titan war. All I know is that it is in the desert. Which desert do you suppose we start with?" James said plainly.

"Do you think that Zeus would have chained him in Texas? Or in Death Valley? Or somewhere out in the middle of now where?" I asked, thinking we could ask someone who had contact with the Greek world. I am not sure where we could learn information about that.

"We better start heading West. I am pretty sure there are no major deserts on the East coast. How about we head to an airport so we can get a ticket going out of here. We will figure it out when we get there, but first we need to consult with the oracle." James said as we walked down the street.

We started off north towards the airport. Luckily, Argus didn't drop us off far from it. I started up a conversation with James.

"So if your Dad is Apollo, who is your mom?" James looked at me and smiled. He must have had a better relationship than most demigods.

"She is a wonderful lady. Shirley Sampson. She was always the one kind of mom who baked cookies for snack and let you stay up later to finish an episode of whatever you were watching and then brought up popcorn. We lived in Chicago, but once I found out about the Greek world, I couldn't stay. There were multiple monsters in the alley ways and at the grocery store, let alone the kindergarten school I went to. She doesn't have enough money to move away to somewhere more safe so I became a year long camper." He seemed really sad but then got really happy. "Once a year though, she visits Camp and treats me out to where ever I want to go in Manhattan. Last year we went to go see a movie and ate at a Chinese restaurant."

We walked waited at the bus stop so it could take us a few more blocks north. James opened his backpack and dug up a Ziploc bag full of twenties. I have never seen that much money. It had to be at least… I don't know but it was a lot! He James grabbed enough change for the bus fare. Then he stuffed it back inside his jacket to protect all the money.

The bus pulled up and we got on and sat in the back. That's where James sat so we followed him. I think it was so we could keep an eye on any monsters trying to attack us. It was four stops until we rolled in front of a motel like building. It was the same apartment building as Rachel's. Mom and Dad have been friends with her for so long. She lived with her husband, Leo Valdez.

We walked into the hotel. I was wondering who James was looking for in Rachel's apartment building. He pressed the up button and the door opened. We walked in. The door was about to close until we heard someone yelled for us to hold it. Charles reached out with his foot to stop the automatic doors. A tall man walked in and he a black windbreaker on, zipped up all the way with his hood up despite the beautiful weather. He shoved his hands in his pockets and stood rather impatiently for the door to open back up.

Charles asked what floor he wanted. The man spoke with a deep and abrupt tone.

"Seven."

Charles did so and looked at James for an answer at which floor we were getting off, but James wasn't looking at Charles. He was eyeing the man in the coat with a cold stare. He sized him up and moved his eyes rapidly at the man. Then he spoke pronouncing each syllable carefully.

"Seven. Also." I frowned.

When the bell dinged letting us know we were at floor seven, James got off in a hurry and took a left down the hallway. Charles and I got off. I looked back at the creepy guy as he got off. There was another turn to the left and Charles and James went that way too. I looked back at the man before I followed.

He had taken off his hood revealing golden eyes. Bright and glowing gold like Mom's hair almost. His hair was a dark brown and laid on his scalp neatly. I gasped at his eyes and felt a hand grab my arm. I turned my head and looked at Charles. He pulled me in the direction, obviously irritated by James's sudden move. Before I went, I looked at where the man was but he was gone.

James stood in front of a door. Room number 752. That was Rachel's door. Something weird is going on. Why would James wish to talk with Rachel? That doesn't make any sense. He knocked on the door.

The door crept open revealing Rachel, just like I remember. She had jeans on with drawings all over them, a tee shirt on that said the art school she went to as a kid, and her red hair was messy and curly.

She had a smile on and when she saw us, her hands flew up in the air.

"Charles! Silena! I haven't seen you in a long time! What was it, July 4rth?" She hugged me and then pulled back and looked at me. "Look at how much you have grown! And Charles, look at you, all grown up!" She gave him a hug and moved us inside. She sat us down on a couch and I looked around. There were paintings all over. One of the most impressive was hanging on the opposite wall. It was a picture of Mom and Dad. They were on the beach. It was the same one that I saw by Dad's bed in Cabin three. They looked so peaceful, even if they were really young and unfamiliar.

"What brings you two here? Who is your friend?" Leo, her husband came around the corner with a cup of coffee and bed head. He smiled and it looked really tired.

"My name is James Sampson, son of Apollo, Ma'am. We need a prophecy." When he mentioned the Greek god, Rachel's smile disappeared.

"So. They have told you." Charles nodded. Rachel got up and closed the blinds and made sure the door was locked. Then she looked at Leo. "Leo, Percy and Annabeth have told them"

He swigged down the coffee and he looked a bit perky. He sat down next to Rachel and look at the three teenagers across from them.

"What's the prophecy for?" Leo asked, very interested.

Charles sighed and I looked away. I didn't want to tell them. James began to tell them. We went over the whole deal with Prometheus and Dad's disappearance. Rachel was really upset about Dad. Once it was all over. Rachel was almost in tears. Leo rubbed her back and closed his eyes. Rachel rose up from the couch and paced nervously back and forth from the kitchen and back to the couch. Leo turned in his seat and looked at his wife.

"We are going to find Dad, I know we will. Trust us." I said to her.

She ran her fingers through her blazing fire like hair. All of a sudden she straightened up and blinked. When she opened, them, they were a bright glowing green. Almost like the man but just a really bright green. Leo jumped up and hovered his arms around her. I jumped up ready to help and so did the others. Before I could run over to Rachel she began to speak. A thin green trail of smoke erupted out of his mouth and an echoing, deep and female voice boomed out from her mouth.

And this is what she said:

Thou shall soon find

What thy seeks

But once thou is blind

The game becomes weak

Through rain and heat

Thou shall find themselves beat

Do not forget

The power he keeps.

I was star struck and I dropped my jaw in surprise. Rachel crumpled and dropped to the floor. Leo caught her underneath the arms as her head rolled to a stop on his arm. Her hair flopped into her face. Leo reached to the couch for a pillow and tucked it under her head and laid her down in the floor.

"Well I guess we have our prophecy." James said.

A/N: OHH! I am really not good at poems so, please don't beat me for the terrible rhyming! Haha, I have the next chapter ready so I will be posting very soon too. I got to finish. I am on a roll!