Celina's POV

I stared in shock at Percy. His face was pale and blood was running from his arm.
Poseidon looked worried.
"Boy, what is wrong?" Zeus crackled.
"Camp... it.. it... gone..." he mumbled then passed out on the cold hard floor.
I gasped, many other did also.

Apollo rushed forward and started healing the boy. Then he and Hermes carried Percy to a resting place.

Zeus was thundering, he got up and walked out of the throne room with Hera and Poseidon following him.

"What was that about?" Aphrodite asked.
"I'm not sure... but if Zeus needs us he'll call," Athena answered.
I was shaking in my seat. Camp? gone? impossible!

Apollo's POV

Percy revived and sat up with a shock.

"Shh, Percy, take it easy," I told him. He laid back.
"So, whats wrong with camp?" I asked.
"We had to evactuate! I was sent here to tell the gods... so was one of your sons. He didn't make it. I'm sorry, sir," he answered breathing quickly.

Apollo's POV

Ok, so I was not expecting a smoking hot babe to walk into the throne room.

I mean this girl might have been brighter than the sun...

Hey isn't that a song? oh yeah Colbie Calliat, one of the muses kids. Geez that girl can sing. Anyway, back to the story.

Zeus had annouced a new goddess would be joining us for our approval. He said she was a daughter of Kronos and too dangerous to be kept at Camp Half Blood.
I could tell everyone was excited except for Hades (who had to be there) but then again Hades is NEVER excited.


"Alright, Celina you may enter," Zeus's loud voice rang out.

The throne room door opened and in walked a scared teenage girl. Well, she looked like a teenager but you can never tell.

Celina bowed before Zeus and kept her head down.

She was beautiful. She had soft black hair and starry violet eyes. She was a little tall and she held her shoulders back with pride, but she did look scared.

Hi, my name is Stacey Robinson. I'm not the average 12 year old that you see on the streets of Detroit after a long day of school, going home to an evening of brain-numbing homework and Xbox or Wii. I figured that out yesterday when my best friend Carmen, her sister, and their dog turned into 2 empousai and a hellhound at my birthday party. The funny, no weird thing is that no one seemed to notice and if they did, they didn't care, they just kept on dancing and chatting. Only my sister's boyfriend, Mark, did something. He looked in his pocket and produced a small set of flutes that he started to play. I woulda thought that was pretty funny until I saw that the food had begun to hurl itself violently at the creatures and that the curtains and tablecloths were tying them up. When Mark was done he grabbed my arm threw the door open, and shoved me into his truck. He stepped on the gas as hard as he could, and we whizzed through so many red lights we would've accumulated a fortune in fines. "WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME?" i screamed at him. " I'm a satyr and I'm taking you to Camp Half Blood, the only safe place for demigods." OOOOOOHHHHHHKKKAAAAAAAY, either Mark has...