Chapter 4, Rose's POV, Coolest road trip ever!

As soon as I thought, "I'm a demigod" I started to have visions when I slept.

I was in TJ's taxi and I was sitting right next to Amanda! I decided not to do anything funny because that might get her attention. I looked around, seemed like I was in Toronto (or should I say we were in Toronto). Anyway, I must be having this vision for some reason, maybe because I was worried about Amanda, so I decided I would watch. As long as she couldn't see me, I would be able to find out what she was up to.

She was staring out the window onto the city when the taxi driver said "Here we are kid. Toronto, just like you asked. Now should I drop you off here, or-"

"At the airport, just like we promised." Amanda cut in, looking fierce.

"All right, all right!" the taxi driver said, "Geez, first you come to my place asking for a ride to the Toronto airport, without any parents, and offering me 100 dollars for the ride. Then, you don't say a word the entire time and snap at me when I talk to you. What's the rush, kid?" Amanda looked solemn, looking at her feet.

"I just have to get away, that's all." She said quickly, obviously not wanting to talk to this guy.

"Stressed out huh, well it's better than committing suicide." He said nonchalantly

"Don't give me any ideas." She said firmly

"Alright," he said, looking guilty "but can you at least tell me where you're going once you get on the plane?" he continued looking somewhat concerned. Amanda pondered that for a minute, as if wondering whether to tell him the truth, then she said something that took me by surprise "North, I'm heading north." The taxi driver just shrugged his shoulders and kept on driving, meanwhile the dream me's jaw dropped. I started telling her that she was crazy, but then gave up because it was just as efficient as talking to air, and before I knew it my vision started to fade. I knew I was waking up.

I sat bolt upright and the first word out of my mouth was "North."

"What?" Greg asked confused, probably thinking I was out of my mind. I looked around, and we were not on my front lawn any more. We were inside the chariot flying towards Manhattan. Greg was standing over me while Butch steered the chariot not even paying the slightest attention to me; with me on the floor it was pretty easy to see that the chariot wasn't built for three, much less two standing and one lying down.

I grabbed the edge of the chariot and started getting up as I answered his question. "Amanda's heading north. Did you know that?"

"No," he admitted "I thought she would be going to camp half-blood."

"So did I." I agreed, I had to admit, I had only known about this for a few minutes and it seemed the most logical place to go. I decided to change the subject. "Thanks for asking if I wanted to go in the chariot." I said sarcastically.

"Oh, sorry about that." He said "It's just we didn't have time to wait for you to wake up, and we really needed to get you to camp."

"Really now?" I asked, sarcastic again.

"I'm serious! Twin Demigods are really rare, what's rarer is me finding you..." his voice trailed off. I let that sink in for a moment before asking "Greg, what's your story?" he sighed before answering me, like this was hard for him to say.

"I have always been an outcast in my kind for my love of technology..." he began, holding up his phone for me to see

"Oh yeah, I thought you weren't allowed to use that?" I asked. He looked at me quizzically.

"Oh, we're allowed to use it, we're not demigods, it's just not looked high upon by my kind." He said matter-of-factly, and then he continued "Everyone thinks that technology will lead to the end of nature, I believe that technology can save it! Think about it, technology is going to be the new age, if we could combine both technology and nature together, we might have a chance to bring it back!" he said enthusiastically, grinning constantly.

He showed me the back of his phone and I saw a solar panel attached. Man his phone must've cost a fortune! Well he was right about technology, and his plan seemed fantastic except for one small detail.

"There's only one problem with that" I said, he looked at me puzzled.

"What would that be?" he asked.

"If the titans win there will be no nature, or technology. There won't be anything!" I stated, Greg held back a laugh. "That's why you're trying to stop them right?" I asked a bit confused.

"Yeah we are trying to stop them, but I don't think they'll win." He said.

"Why not?" I asked

"1, Good always has an advantage over evil. 2, they've been beat before. And 3, there is a book about it." He said, listing things off on his fingers as he said them.

"What...?"

"You said there was a book about it right? What kind of ending would it be if the 'bad guys' won? So, do we win or not?" he looked at me for an answer.

"Um... I don't think I should say, continue please." I said changing the subject.

"Oh right, where was I..? Oh yeah, so they sent me to a school in Canada to look for demigod children. At first I thought it was a lost cause since who would have demigod kids in Canada..." I glared at him "...since their source of power is from the U.S" he said quickly.

"He he he...Thanks" I said dryly

"Grover had also said to protect the world's last wild places, and the first day I got here I found you two, which was almost like a sign that I shouldn't be doing this. It was pretty big sign too, you're twins! I never find twins, no one does!"

"I wonder why?" I asked aloud,

"To be fair, you were difficult to spot."

"How so?" I asked him,

"Well, normally I can smell demigods, but you and your sister's smell was really faint, like you were wearing ten gallons of perfume!"

"I never wear perfume." I told him flatly, I really couldn't stand the stuff, my sister on the other hand...

"That's why it seemed so weird!" he told me, "But after you discovered you were demigods it was like you washed all that perfume off and swore never to wear it again."

"That sounds more like me." I said smiling,

"...and as time passes, your demigod smell gets stronger and stronger."

"Isn't that normal?" I asked,

"Not usually... it is usually you start off with a smell that stays the same your whole life, unless..." he said, trailing off at the end.

"Unless what?" I asked,

"Unless your masked by something." He said, I let that sink in. Percy had a really strong demigod smell because he was very powerful, but Smelly Gabe masked his smell. Even with it masked monsters still found him. My smell must have not been very powerful, since it was basically non-existent when it was masked, either that or I'm totally unobservant. The question was however, who was masking my smell.

I decided to change the subject, and I remembering him saying that finding us was a sign about his whole nature situation.

"Hey, wait a minute. You said that nature isn't for you, but isn't there nature at camp?"

"Yeah there is, but frankly I'd rather spend time with Mr. D then over there."

"What!" I said startled "I thought you said you liked nature?"

"I do, I just don't like spending time with the satyrs. They don't really like me very much." He said shyly

"I know exactly what you mean." I said. I really did, I knew what it was like to be forced into not doing what you like because others didn't like you.

"Guys, I'd hate to interrupt, but we're here." Butch said, honestly I had forgot he was here. I looked down on the camp, it was more amazing then I imagined.

It was full of ancient architecture, and it was so big. Smoke was rising from what I guessed was the dining pavilion, so it was probably dinner time. A lot of the buildings were made of stone, and some were made of wood, and they all had very precise detail. It felt like I flew back to the time of ancient Greece.

"All right we are preparing to land, hold on tight." Butch said, and the chariot lurched forward. I remember holding on, but it was like the chariot went through a wooden floor, and I stayed on the floor. I stayed hanging in the air for about 2 seconds, and then I fell. I remember myself screaming and flailing my arms around wildly like I was trying to learn how to fly. I also remember people swarming out of the dining pavilion and me being totally embarrassed. The last thing I remember is praying to my godly parent, whoever it was, for help.

A/N: She's doomed! Or not. What is going on with Amanda? What do you think? Post in the Reviews. Stay tuned to find out.