Chapter 2 Luke Fairfax, Virginia

His mother was fighting a minotaur and losing. He automatically parked the car and before even he himself could get out Thalia had jumped out of the car, a bow in her hands. Luke could have sworn she didn't have it before. Zoë followed the two's lead as they rushed towards the monster.

Thalia raised the bow, drawing the string that didn't even have an arrow lodged on it. Luke's eyes widened as he watched a stick of lighting appear on the bow like and arrow and grow in power and size as she drew the bow string back further and held it longer. Finally, she let it go after pausing for a second. The lighting bolt flew through the air and hit the minotaur in the back snapping its attention away from Luke's mother.

"Get your mother!" Thalia yelled at him before tossing him a pen, "And use this!"

Luke fumbled the pen for a moment before he had a steady grip on it. He knitted his eyebrows in confusion at the pen.

"What the hell am I to do with this!?" he yelled at Thalia, unluckily she was too busy to answer. Luke looked back down at the pen in his hand and uncapped it, a bronze sword quickly replacing the pen, the blade glittering in the sun. Riptide, the name automatically came to him. This had been his father's sword. His father had died with it... how did Thalia have it?

Luke didn't have the time to think over it. A monster had turned towards him and was running at him. He had been so occupied by the sword he hadn't noticed Zoë yelling his name.

"Luke! We have to get out of here!" she screamed trying to tug him towards the car.

"We can't leave Mom!" he yelled back at her. Their mother had now started to fight the mother in an attempt to help Thalia.

"Mom can handle herself!" Zoë screamed.

"Not against that! That's a minotaur Zoë! You can't beat a minotaur on your own!" he shouted, then he was off. He ran towards the beast, the sword following.

He watched as his mother's eyes widened. Thalia was drawing back her bowstring again, letting the bolt of lighting fly as the minotaur lumbered towards her. Luke took this chance and swung the sword like he had wielded it all his life. As soon as the bronze blade slashed through the brown fur of the back of the creature's leg the bull turned towards him.

Luke took in a deep breath and let it out, letting all thoughts of death that filled his mind follow it as instinct kicked in. He rolled out of the way at the last minute, letting the rampaging minotaur race past him. Luke popped up and smiled feeling like one of those Spanish bullfighters.

The minotaur rushed towards him again, but this time, Luke stuck the sword out at the minotaur as it came closer. The sword pierced through the skin as he was thrown back by the momentum of the bull, which had now exploded into golden dust.

"Luke!" his mother cried as she rushed over to her.

"Ugh I'm ok," he groaned. He was laying on his back and looking up at the sky as he raised one hand a gave a thumbs up from his laying position, "All good here."

"Jackson. You're an idiot like your father," Thalia spat down at him, "We could handle him, but of course, you had to help." Luke tried his best not to snap back, plus the landing had knocked most of his energy out of him.

"Thalia!" His mother snapped at Thalia.

Thalia rolled her eyes and shook her head like his mother had her facts wrong and she was the right one. Luke only now noticed the weird weight in his pocket and dug into it and pulled the pen out. Riptide, the name once again flashed in his head as he turned the pen over in his hands. Only now were the events clicking in his mind, a freaking minotaur had just destroyed his home.

Minotaurs were from greek mythology, he remembered that from all the mythology classes his mother had forced him to take. Now the question of how minotaurs existed was burning into his mind, as well as how Thalia had his father's sword. He could have sworn that the sword had disappeared along with his dad and the camp.

The camp. His mother had always told him it was a military camp were special people like them were trained... and the monsters that had attacked were just experimentations. He wasn't believing that now. He had faint memories of his father playing with him at the camp. Hell... he remembered the leader of the camp now, a man named Chiron who was a centaur. How had he forgotten that?

Centaurs were also greek mythology he knew. Everything he thought about the camp somehow connected to greek or roman mythology, or even both. He wanted to know what was going on, at this instant, but for some reason... his sister beat him to it.

"What the hell just happened?!" Zoë panicked, taking heavy breaths as she tried her best not to hyperventilate.

"Zoë calm down..." their mother told her as she set her hand's on her daughter's shoulders, "It's alright... ok... I'll explain once we're on the road... now you and Luke go pack your bags. Thalia and I will be waiting, you have 10 minutes."

Luke and Zoë nodded running into the house and bolting up the stairs, leaping them two at a time. Luke ran into his room, throwing open his drawers as he dashed by to grab his luggage which he had hidden under his bed. He pulled it out and started to stuff all the clothes he had into it, not caring that he wasn't taking the time to fold them. Once the luggage was full he moved on to fill a duffel. Since his family moved so much all he had fit into the two bags.

He quickly zipped them up and made his way downstairs to the range rover, throwing his stuff into the trunk. Around the corner, he heard his mother whispering with Thalia.

"You know I didn't want to drag them into this life," his mother hissed at the younger girl.

"You don't think I don't know that? But there's a new prophecy... and Zoë and Lukas are a part of it, along with the other's kids," Thalia explained, "They have to go on the quest."

"A quest Thalia?! The camps don't exist anymore! How are you so sure the others are alive?!" his mother snapped.

"The camp does exist. We've merged Annabeth. The gods have abandoned us again like they did during the giant war and the camps have come together to form a single camp up in the Rocky Mountains," Thalia explained, her voice low and cautious, "The hunters are the recruiters now... and I was sent to get Lukas, and now I see Zoë, along with Bianca and Esperanza."

Luke knew those names sounded familiar but he couldn't remember from where... maybe it was from when he had lived at the camps... he didn't remember a lot from that time and after that he was positive he would have remembered them if it was after the attack on the camps.

He heard his mother sigh heavily, "Alright... Let's just get to camp as soon as possible... I don't want my kids to get hurt."

"You mean Percy's kids?" Thalia joked.

He could tell by the cold silence that the comment hadn't pleased his mother. It was one of the rules of the family that no one mentioned his father. He bit his tongue trying to keep himself from bursting. He wanted so badly to tell her to shut up before she pissed his mother off.

"Ya sure... Percy's and mine's kids Thalia. Either way, I don't want them harmed... they don't deserve to die the same way their father did," he heard his mother reply.

Luke decided that it was a good point to stop eavesdropping and climbed into the Range Rover, taking the seat behind the driver's. His sister always preferred to sit behind the passenger seat if she couldn't sit in the passenger seat. It took less than five minutes before they were all packed into the car, his mother behind the wheel.

"Where to?" she asked looking at Thalia.

"Atlanta. There's a certain firehead that needs to be picked up at his workshop."

Next chapter... Bianca Solstice De Angelo