WARNING: WARRIORS SPOILERS IN THIS CHAPTER

I just watched a video of Imagine Dragons' performance at the Grammy's, and when Dan Reynolds sings the line I'm waking up, the whole band gets blasted by radioactive materials! For the rest of the performance, while the band is running around stage, singing and playing drums (they had gigantic drums spread out across the stage), they had all this red and gray stuff all over their faces and shirts. Dan and Platz were both singing when the band got blasted, and they got a mouthful of the stuff! I have no idea how Dan could be singing with radioactive junk in his mouth…

One time while Imagine Dragons was performing, someone threw a stuffed dragon onto the stage. They ducktaped a sign that said 'YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE I'VE BEEN' onto it, and they would put it on someone's bunk while they were sleeping. Then, they would show the victim of the dragon pictures of it in weird places, such as: Under a truck-stop restroom toilet, inside of a restaurant dumpster with stuff oozing out of it, and so on. Imagine Dragons are a big fan of pranks. They would really get along with the Stoll Brothers.

Now for a random description of the band:
Dan- Lead singer, will possibly go insane someday from the craziness of his band.
Ben- Excellent with the electric guitar and drums. Was once licked on the face by a crazy drunk guy.
Platz- He's the drummer, and he's awesomely awesome!
Wayne- He often says random facts. He is also obsessed with dinosaurs.

What if they were demigods? Dan and Platz would be sons of Apollo; Ben would be a son of Hermes; and Wayne would be a son of Hades. EVERYTHING WOULD MAKE SENSE. ESCPECIALLY THE DRAGON PRANK THAT WAS ORIGINALLY INVENTED BY BEN.

Question: Why was Platz the only one not wearing all black when they performed at Summer Six?

Dan Quote: "I expected the Grammy to be light, but it is REALLY HEAVY."
Platz Quote: "I'm gonna bury my Grammy six feet underground, so nobody knows where it is."
Wayne Quote: "Funny you should ask that, actually. I'm a big fan of dinosaurs."
Ben Quote: "No, I did not enjoy that dragon on my face at three 'o clock in the morning. You guys are disgusting."

BTW: I have an idea. But it will appear later. AVATAR! (You will understand if you've read the Kane Chronicles)

RESPONSE TO REVIEWS:

peaceloveandmooshrooms: YAYZ FOR THROWING OUR BROTHERS INTO CLOSETS! *throws Leo back into closet because he was looking over my shoulder at the computer*

PercyJacksonisawesome23: Well…IMAGINE DRAGONS, ENDERDRAGONS!

DISCLAIMER

QuazDren: *throws Shadow and Random into closet with Leo* I think you guys know what DISCLAIMER means. And that I look nothing like Rick Riordan. I look like my profile picture. I don't own America by Imagine Dragons. Now, on with chappie 8! (BTW, thanks for living through the random junk about Imagine Dragons!)

Chapter 8: I Have WAY Too Many Ominous Dreams

Camp Half-Blood. Raven's POV.

I got up from my bed, and realized that I must have missed breakfast. Well, we got bigger problems. That dream I had last night couldn't have just been a dream. I'll talk to Callie, I thought. She always has the logical answer. I walked out of my cabin, wearing the usual: pre-ripped blue jeans, black sneakers, and a shirt that had a picture of a Minecraft iron sword on it. I pulled on my camouflage jacket, walking towards the forest. Over the last few days, as my friends were settling into camp, they've started making new friends and ignoring me. I was just fine with it; most of the time I just wanted my friends to leave me alone. Once I reached the edge of the forest, I looked around, and once I saw that nobody was looking, I started running. I didn't care if I got lost; I had the rest of the day to get back home. After a while, I got tired and climbed up a tree. I settled down on a branch, getting out some little pieces of scrap metal to mess around with. I finally just gave up, and leaned against the trunk. I was thinking about what I said to Hawkfrost last night, and I started singing America again. "From farmers in the fields, from the tallest of the towers that fall and rise. 1-7-7-6, the names upon the list, for all the ones who gave until they died. Don't you hold back, I can see in your mind, and your mind will set you free." I realized that those few lines almost described the second war against the Titans. I sighed, and looked up at the sky. I guess I fell asleep, because this is what I saw:

I was transported back to the cliff where I met Hawkfrost, and Lionblaze was there. He was arguing with a woman with bluish-grayish hair, and this is what they were saying. "Lionblaze, I'm sorry, but there's nothing we can do." Lionblaze frowned. "You mean all this fox dung that you and StarClan came up with is unfixable? I'm stuck like this forever?" The woman, who I guessed was Bluestar, said, "It won't be forever. You will meet them soon. You and your siblings have been transferred to their world, and you will meet your Chosen. You and your Chosen will be powerful allies to the Pantheons in the upcoming wars." Lionblaze snorted. "This isn't our world. We shouldn't be helping them." Bluestar's tone became more serious. "Lionblaze, when you wake up, you and your siblings will be teleported to your Chosen. Your siblings will also find your Chosen, and you will meet someone who wants to redeem themselves. You will be leader, and he will be deputy. Now, go, and find your Chosen."

I woke up, still on the branch, and when I looked down, I saw Lionblaze and his siblings. Lionblaze looked up, just as I lost my balance and fell off the branch. I, fortunately, fell into a pile of leaves, so nothing got broken. The guy with dark hair said, "Okay, where the heck are we? And who fell into the pile of leaves?" Lionblaze looked down on me, surprise written all over his face. "You're the Chosen?" A girl with long, straight black hair helped me up. I'm guessing that that she and the other guy are Hollyleaf and Jayfeather. Didn't Hollyleaf die in the Last Hope? Wait a second, that doesn't matter. "What's the Chosen?" I asked Lionblaze. He shrugged, and said, "I don't know. StarClan never explains anything." Jayfeather nodded. "They really don't." I smiled. "Well, better get you guys back to camp. I've got some explaining to do."

Review, pheonixes.