A/N major spoiler alert! For books three and four. (i can't remember which so just a heads up.)

I was standing at the top of a cliff overlooking the forest at Mount St. Helen's, before the eruption. Behind me the little cabin Mom rented looked just like it did every summer and the warm breeze blowing from the east felt so real but I knew better. This is the place that Gaea liked to bring me for a little chat. But I knew that I wasn't going to have one tonight at least not yet. Lava gushes from the mountain and the heat get unbearable I can hear the screams of the nature sprites and animals as the lava destroys everything in its path. The ash gets thick in the air and rocks fall and break roofs, windows, trees, and bones. I am glued to the ground, I literally I can't move my feet I pull with all my might but they stay planted to the ground.

"Let me go!" I scream I stay stuck so I try to pull myself forward I keep straining to move forward, suddenly I lurch forward I don't catch myself in time! I start to fall toward the lava and fires it wasn't a tall cliff so I'd die pretty quickly on impacted but I hated to think that I was going to die of a fire and not to a monster or giant. When the ground was close and I could feel the heat coming off the fire and lava I closed my eyes waiting for the impact. Nothing happens; I open my eyes and find myself in a dark room with a lot of different props and junk. In the corner a large bronze jar just large enough for a person catches my attention. They met Bacchus in Kansas. There's a bronze jar the size of a human. My brain places it together. The twins, that is who they are facing in Rome the twins. Who did they capture this time? I drift toward the jar to get a closer look and when I get in two feet get sucked inside. The first thing I notice is the pure black sword standing in the back it casts a faint purplish glow on the sad looking boy in front of me. He's wearing jeans, a black shirt with a skull and an aviator jacket all worn out and hanging off of him. He's as thin as a skeleton and terribly pale. He looks like he's meditating his hands on his lap a skull ring on one finger. I am just a ghost or dreaming and I was struggling to get enough air. I knew who he was now, he is Nico di Angleo. That's when I notice the pomegranate seeds three were off to the side pulp gone, five still had pulp. The death trance, I'd learned about this from my great uncle. "Nico I will get you help." I say before I dissolve.

I was standing in a beautiful room with a dome roof. I saw a statue in front of it I saw a hole. I drifted closer to get a better look. I drift down into the tunnel and follow the end was a workshop type place but what I saw on the ground made me want to cry, Hazel and Frank on the ground unconscious or possibly dead. Leo locked in a small room with a sphere of some kind in his hands and automatons with animal heads standing by the door. I wish that I could help them I really do but this is just a dream it's not real. The room rumbles, "You are left helpless once again," Gaea purrs "if only you had taken my offer. I'll reconsider though all you have to do is say yes."

"Like I said before I will never work for you."

"Pity, You and your friends will lose. The earth will be mine again."

"Never"

Gaea hissed cracks appear in the ceiling and the room shakes. The room collapses and I am crushed by tons of earth and rock. Of course my dream doesn't end there. I get sent to Olympus I can feel the agony even in the plaza. I can see them shivering on their thrones "Help us!" they wail "Help us!"

"I want to," I cry "but I can't"

I wake with a start and lay there I thought I heard something. I stay quiet and listen, nothing. I can't get the image of Hazel, Frank and Leo out of my head. I have only felt this helpless once before and I promised myself then that I would do everything in my power to help.

Oh, mom what am I going to do? 'Lidia, Valdez you will do very well on your own.' she said ever persistent and loving.

I sit up, take a deep breath and look around. I appear to be in a small room like a bedroom no one is in the bed that means they must be on night shift or they locked me in the room for the time being. I grab my bag that was sitting on the ground next to me. I take my watch out of the front pocket, midnight. I open my bag and pull out my mother's scrap book. I rub my thumb on the spine; a picture flutters out of the book. The picture is old and the top right corner is completely gone but who is standing in the picture makes me gasp. Hazel and she is standing next to my great grandfather, Sammy. They are standing in front of St. Agnes in New Orleans. Could it be her great grandma, no there is something in her eyes that make me think otherwise, this is the same person that I saw tonight. Impossible a distant part of me thinks. No it's not I argue I'm technically twenty four years old but don't look older than thirteen. The other part of my brain stays silent. I put the picture back in its slip. I flip the pages until I find my favorite picture. My mom and dad in a hospital room with me in my father's arms. I sigh, closed the book and put it back in my bag. I lie down, and start to think about what I've just learned hoping to find a way to help everyone who needs it. Until I fall asleep.

A/N Thanks for reading. Who is this mysterious person and how does she have a connection to Leo and Hazel. I guess you'll just have to wait and see.