Maggie slashed the straw dummy to pieces in sword fighting practice in Camp Half Blood. Although she was born a Roman, she failed her visit with Lupa and was not allowed to return unless she wanted to die. Maggie did her best to act as if the dummy were slashing at her with a sword as her teacher shouted encouraging words at the class. "Slash, faster, nice work, guard yourself, good", he yelled and walked around the arena while other kids hacked at their dummies.

"Alright that's enough for today everyone". All of the demigods stopped to get a drink of water, talk, or listen to the instructor's commands. "Mr. Jackson, can we play a game", asked a ten year old son of Apollo. Percy Jackson, the teacher, chuckled, "I'm sorry Vito, but it is almost time for dinner". "Aww", moaned all of the kids who wanted to play one of the games that Percy let them play at times. The games always included sword fighting, but they were always fun.

When everyone left, it was just Maggie and Percy. "Do you want to help cleaning up again"? The adult demigod asked, his sea green eyes glittering in the sun's low light. Maggie nodded and began picking up the swords and armour littered here and there.

Maggie loved hanging out with her teacher. He would tell her fun stories and he felt like the father she was never able to have. He also seemed to have this aura that seemed to make her less shy when she talked to him.

"You know, I really wish my son was still alive", Percy sighed, holding a small sword. That comment stopped Maggie dead in her tracks, Percy never talked about his dead son to people other than her. Even in that situation, he rarely talked about his son to her her at all.

According to the stories, before she was born, there had been a curse set upon the world by a titan so people couldn't have children. Those who became pregnant died or if they were lucky, just the baby. The only baby born alive was Percy Jackson's little boy, but the only reason he was alive was for a sacrifice. Percy told her that his son was lively as any other baby with sea green eyes and black hair. After five months of being alive, Percy and Annabeth had to give the child up to save their friend Piper. Somehow the body had disappeared along with one of the campers.

"You know, sometimes I think he is alive somewhere", he broke the silence. "Why do you think that"? Maggie was able to choke out. "I have been having dreams lately. The first was on a hillside, but I was a different person and I was with a horse sized black wolf. The next was looking at a masked person with a bow".

Maggie thought about that for a second, maybe the boy was still alive, then a horn blew in the distance. "Time for dinner, you go ahead". Maggie didn't want to go ahead, but she did anyway.

Walking over to the pavilion, Maggie was like a ninja on a mission. She dodged behind plants, buildings, and anything that would keep her hidden from… too late.

"Hi Maggie", Yelled Mary Anne Grace. If you haven't met Mary Anne, she is a girl with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and always smiling. There was nothing wrong with her, but Maggie hated her charm speak. Mary always used the gift from her mother to make Maggie talk to her, even though she hated it.

"So hows it going Mags", Mary Anne charmspeaked in Maggie's ear. "I am good thankyou. I love your shoes. Your hair looks nice today. How can I help you", Maggie unintentionally answered back like a tranced robot. "Why thankyou Mags and could you carry my bag for me". "OK", Maggie said and took the bag from Mary Anne. "Thank you. Ta ta", she said and trotted up to get her dinner. Maggie grumpily shouldered the pink bag and followed Mary Anne.

Maggie ate in silence at the Ballona table, since Ballona was the only god she knew about in her family history. Maggie's father was unknown and when she asked about it with her mother, she would be ignored. Not many sat there because it was early summer and some kids were still at school in Camp Jupiter. She fingered her four beads, one for each entire year she had stayed at camp.

At the campfire, everything was normal, everyone singing other than Maggie, everyone laughing and having fun, and Mary Anne charmspeaking Maggie into setting her marshmallow on fire. Suddenly green fog flowed Rachel Elizabeth Dare's mouth. The oracle began to speak through the fog saying,

Beware the sons of the great deer

for a great evil draws near

The lost shall return,

hate shall burn,

and the shadow girl who walks alone

must find the one with arrows of stone.

The crowd stayed silent until pregnant Rachel collapsed in her husband's arms. "Chiron! where is Chiron", he yelled and the activities director came trotting up to where Rachel had collapsed. He and Rachel's husband both took the woman to the big house, leaving the wine god Dionysus to deal with the chaos. "Shut up", he kept yelling at the demigods, but no one listened.

Everyone continued talking about the sudden prophecy until Chiron came back and stomped his hoof for silence. Immediately everyone stopped to look at him. "The oracle will be alright, but we have other matters to discuss. As you all know, we have just heard a prophacy. Now we all hear the prophecy calls for the shadow girl who walks alone. Hades cabin, any ideas".

Everyone's eyes went to the group of grumpy, pale kids who belonged to the Hades cabin. The oldest, a twelve year old girl named Trish sat up and spoke. "Only three of us know how to shadow travel sir, me, Kye, and Gilbert. We are never alone and have each other's backs so don't think we are lonely. Just because we are unsocial doesn't mean that we have no friends". "Typical", snorted Gilbert, "Maybe you should look at Phineas or Maggie. They have absolutely no friends". Maggie gulped and hid under her green jacket as everyone's eyes darted to her. "No, Phineas is a boy and Maggie doesn't have anything to do with shadows", yelled out a kid from the Apollo cabin.

Then everyone began to fight about who should go on the quest for the "one". The chaos got out of control, Maggie ran off and back to the Ballona cabin where she stayed. She bolted under the covers and hid there until she no longer heard the yelling. She hated it when her camp fought with each other about things, and the fact that she ran away from the fight. She wished she could be able to be useful in a way, but she wasn't. A tear streamed down Maggie's cheek at the thought of her failures and she slipped into a deep sleep.

At first she thought she was going to have one of those amazing nights when the dreams would leave her alone, but no. It began as just dark nothingness, but her lungs hurt as if she was suffocating. First she melted into a country road with few trees on either side. She heard heavy breathing that didn't match her own. Then a solar car shot past her eyes and arms that weren't her own pulled out an arrow with a stone head and and aimed it at nearing headlights. The arrow flew straight at the window and pierced the bulletproof glass, causing the solar car to spin out of control.

Maggie soon realized that she was in the mind of another person. She could feel pain, lots of pain in the person's leg and shoulder. She could feel his shock, his fear, she had to do something.

"Jump to the right", she yelled and the person obeyed. He dragged himself over the line and in the middle of the highway before a solar car turned him into a street pancake. Then he pulled down a mask and aimed his next arrow in random directions and he whispered, "Who are you? Where are you"? "Is everything alright"? A voice spoke in both of their minds. "Don't panic ok, you need to calm down. I will get you out of this", Maggie said. The boy lowered his bow and she felt his muscles calm a little bit. "Good. Can you walk". "No", he said with his mind, "My leg is broken". Fantastic, how am I supposed to help a crippled person get across the highway, Maggie thought to herself. "Look, you need to get across the highway, it is not safe for you here. If you can, run as fast as you can when no cars are coming. I will help you along".

The boy looked over to his side where a giant black wolf looked him straight in the eye. "There is a voice in my head that is telling me to get across that road when those large metal things aren't coming". The wolf growled, "I know, I sense a presence", the thing spoke in her mind. Creepy, but cool.

The wolf got up on all threes, not using one of his legs. The boy leaned on the wolf and they walked to the edge of the road. Maggie lead them on through the traffic. One of the cars got an arrow straight in the command board and spun out of control, blocking some of the lanes. Another swereved to avoid either, the boy and his wolf, or the car in the middle of the street.

Eventually the boy and his wolf made it to the other side safely. "What now. Jet says that he hears 'cars' that are wailing and flashing. What do we do". "That isn't good, that is the police. You need to get as far away from them as possible". The boy obeyed and with help from his wolf friend, they escaped into the woods.

Soon the two were deep in the woods and by a small lake with a thin layer of ice on the top. Both of them went to the water and drank a little. The boy began rubbing some on his shoulder, then put some of the bloody water on his brother's wound. Why? Maggie didn't know, but she did know that they were safe. "Don't worry, I will be there with some ambrosia. Just stay put". Then the dream turned black before the boy could respond.