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Clarisse La Rue

"It's settled then. We start out today. Now, let's go get that prophecy. We can pack after breakfast."  I marched off in the direction of Rachel's cave.

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I hate dreams. Especially ones that have my dad in them. He's scary.

In the dream I had had the night before, I started off floating. Floating in nothingness. And then I was falling, falling and falling for what seemed like forever. Slowly a bright white dot grew bigger and bigger until I fell through it and onto a couch. A very fancy couch on Olympus in one of my dad's temples.

He was sitting in a chair opposite of me. "You are going to go on a quest to find Nico Di Angelo. With Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, and two others who don't matter. You have to go, Clarisse. And no matter what, protect Nico." He looked me in the eye. "Clarisse, I am proud to call you my daughter. But no matter what, remember, you must protect Nico Di Angelo, even at the cost of your own life."

Okay, never mind that my dad just told me to sacrifice myself for Nico, but I was scared.

I was scared, because my father, Ares, the immortal god of war, was scared. And him being scared is not a good thing.

* * * * * *

I pushed Rachel Dare's, the Oracle of Delphi, the shiny red doorbell. Ding dong. Ding dong.

She came out, still racking the Famous Shiny Pink Hairbrush That Hit Kronos in the Eye JR.  "Hey," she said. "What do you guys need? If it's a prophecy, can it wait until after breakfast? I'm starving."

I crossed my arms. "It can't wait."

"Fine. Say your bit."

I swallowed. "What is our destiny?"

Rachel's back arched slightly, and she began to hover a few inches about the ground. Green mist rolled from her mouth.

"Five will navigate the earth, to find the half dead that are lost.

They shall pass the heat, only to be taken by the frost.

Some they shall lose, and some they shall gain.

Friends they shall make, but some will be lost to rain.

They shall be helped and hurt, by many of the twelve.

They shall play the part of trickster, only to be hoodwinked themselves."

The green mist stopped, and Rachel sat on the ground. "I'm hungry. What'd I say this time."

Percy repeated it to her.

She shrugged. "Good luck. You're going to need it. I'm awfully vague, so that can't be too good. And find Nico, will you?"

I looked at Annabeth, and I knew she was thinking the same thing. Only to be taken by the frost. Some they shall lose. But will be lost to rain. They shall be helped and hurt. Only to be hoodwinked themselves.

And then I got why my dad was scared. This was not a pretty prophecy.

"So where do we go?" Jenni asked. "And who's number five?"

"Sagara Klinn." Annabeth said. "I've got a gut feeling. " Also known as a dream. "And I guess we should just get on a boat and go. It doesn't say much about that. Navigate the earth. So we might as well get started. My gut is telling me to get moving."

And my gut is telling me that this is Recipe Disaster.

Sighs. Ahh, this quest is going to be a walk in the park.

"Are you challenging me, punk?" Love it.