A/N: This chapter will have some spoilers. Just warning you.
Athena stared up at the centaur. Despite the shirt that said 'I'M THE CENTAUR OF ATTENTION', he looked terrifying. Not particularly deadly, although he had an arrow notched in his bow, like a couple of the kids that surrounded her, but the look on his face.
A girl came forward. "I am Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus. Who are you?"
Athena stared at the girl. She had black spiky hair and wore black punk/goth cloths. "Uh... your father is... Zeus? Zeus as in the crazy god with the lightning?"
The sky above rumbled ominously. The centaur sighed and eased up on the arrow. "Crazy is not a good way to describe the Lord of the sky," he said as some of the kids looked up at the sky nervously.
"Yes," Thalia said with a smile. "That Zeus."
"Uh..." Athena didn't know what to say. Then she asked a question she was pretty sure she knew the answer to. "Do... all of you have a divinity as a parent?"
"A what?" someone asked.
"A divinity, you know, God or Goddess," Athena said, almost laughing at the fact they didn't know the word.
"Oh, yeah," the girl, Thalia said. "We're half-bloods, demigods."
"What's that," said a girl, pushing her way forward. She pointed to Athena's necklace.
"Um... I don't know. And please... don't tell me your name is Annabeth."
The girl looked taken aback. "Uh... that is my name. What's yours?"
Athena stared at the girl. Okay, she thought. Now all she needed was for Percy Jackson... Oh Gods. She stared at the boy who stood behind Annabeth and Thalia. She, Athena Fowl, was. In. A. Book. Oh. God(s).
"Okay, okay, this is not happening, no way no how. Not happening," she muttered, running her hands distractedly through her dark, almost black, brown hair.
"What's not happening, and who are you!?" demanded the girl with the electric spear. Clarisse, if memory served.
"I well, my name is Athena Fowl." No one seemed to recognize the last name, but they'd gasped at the name Athena.
Annabeth backed up a couple of steps.
"Look," Athena said, standing up. The kids with arrows, who she supposed were Apollo's kids, tightened their arrows on the bow strings. "I don't know how I got here... it must be a different dimension. I mean..." then Athena thought about it. Telling a bunch of half-bloods who she seemed to have interrupted during fighting practice that they were characters in books she'd read really didn't seem like a good idea.
"The necklace... this must have something to do with my mom," Annabeth said. "We should consult the Oracle."
"Tomorrow," the centaur, Chiron said. He studied Athena. His face wasn't quite so terrifying anymore. "I have a feeling that there is more to this than a prophecy can tell. Until tomorrow, she can sleep in the Athena cabin."
No one argued, and Athena guessed that it was due both to the necklace, and Chiron. She also guessed that Chiron knew more than he wished to tell the demigods. No self-respecting activities director would just let a stranger into camp based on an owl necklace.
"I wish to talk with you, Athena Fowl," said the centaur once he had shooed the campers away, back to various activities. I noticed that Annabeth and Percy were sneaking back, undoubtedly to hear whatever it was Chiron didn't want them to hear.
"I think," she said quietly, "that if this is a private conversation, we may want to hold it elsewhere." Athena saw Annabeth Chase put on her invisibility cap as Chiron turned, and Percy Jackson ducked behind a tree. Apparently the centaur saw something all the same, because he led Athena toward the big house. And... now she understood perfectly why it was referred to as such. The building was huge! Not, mansion huge, more like tiny skyscraper huge.
The camp's activities director led her to his room. He folded himself into the wheel chair, reverting to 'human form'. Athena had to admit she was nervous. Sure she was a fan of the Percy Jackson series and everything... but that was the point. Series. Books. Not, real life events in an alternate dimension.
"How is this happening!?" she blurted. "I'm inside a BOOK!"
Chiron sighed. "I don't pretend to understand it, Athena. But the Goddess whose name you bear told me that a girl would arrive at camp wearing her sacred animal. I must admit I was looking for someone with an actual owl, but the necklace makes much more sense. In any case, she will wish to speak with you. I am not sure if she wishes you to go to Mount Olympus, or if she will visit the camp, or if you will meet somewhere between. The latter, I think."
"Why somewhere in between?" Athena asked. "And why is she so interested in me?"
The centaur looked at her, and there was almost pity in his eyes. Athena knew that the centaur didn't show that emotion a lot. "Those are questions to which I have no answers. Those, I think, you will need to answer yourself."
Athena looked at him. "What happened to you knowing everything?" she grumbled, and Chiron smiled. "If you know of us in your world through a book, than you might want to note that authors will jazz up stories in many ways to make it more appealing to the audience."