This school year was supposed to be some off time for the gang, which meant college for me and Percy.

However, unlucky for me I was actually visiting camp when it happened, and I could tell you first hand why I knew it was not going to be an off year. I was at the big house, discussing with Chiron the new additions to capture the flag (magical scoreboards that the Hecate kids came up with) when we heard shouting from outside.

Me and Chiron got up simultaneously and charged out of the doorway into the dazzling sun. As the dark spots faded from my eyes I saw it. And by it I mean her.

A young woman, maybe 3 years older than me, was standing outside as an ethereal glow faded from around her until she looked completely real. She was just as confused as we were, I can tell you that. Her large brown eyes were full of a mix between confusion and terror.

She spoke, then, a few soft words my mind immediately identified as Ancient Greek. "Who are you?" Her clothes were odd, a flowy sort of tunic dress flapped in the wind, and her hair was done up in a curly do. She looked ancient, almost like my friend Hazel. Like she didn't belong.

She took notice of her surroundings, and began looking around wildly in terror.

I cautiously approached her, and she backed away. I tried again, but speaking in Ancient Greek.

"I'm Annabeth, who are you? You are safe here." This seemed to calm her down a little bit.

"Briseis"

That was the beginning.