Percy POV

Hey, my name's Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, and I'm on my way back from a quest with my cousins, Nico Di Angelo (son of Hades) and Thalia Grace (daughter of Zeus), and my girlfriend, Annabeth Chase (daughter of Athena). We had to go kill a hydra that was terrorizing a mortal school. We are all demigods, and just a few weeks ago, we finished defeating Gaea and her giants. After that we all used our wishes to unite the two camps. The younger kids would be staying at Camp Half-Blood and the college bound kids would be staying at Camp Jupiter. Some of those college bound kids are our fellow members of the prophecy Jason, Piper, Leo and other friends like Reyna, Bobby, etc. as well as other people who we don't know and some we don't like. Two weeks ago, Thalia quit the Hunters of Artemis because she realized that she was in love with Nico. Honestly, their relationship is like an emo-punk relationship. It took her a long time to finally realize it and even longer to admit it. She finally confessed. It was kind of obvious though since she was probably the most worried about him when he was head prisoner by Dirt Face and her minions. Even I had realized her growing feelings for him before she did and I loved to rub it in her face. Right now Chiron was checking up on the Party Ponies and Lupa was at Camp Jupiter but we think she left because she is usually finished checking Camp Jupiter in a couple of days. We were all laughing as we made our way to camp, at Nico's expense of course. As soon as we crossed the border, we were met at sword point.

"Whoa, wait guys," I said, "It's just me, Annabeth, Pinecone Face, and Death Breath."

"Yeah we know because we're not blind or stupid," said Malcolm, "How could you guys?"

Now some campers were aiming arrows at us like we were a threat. Some other campers had also taken out their weapons as if we were going to attack them. This was confusing. What did we do?

"How could we what?" I asked, "Rescue Nico, because I'm regretting it every second now."

"Hey! I take offence to that! You needed to rescue me! I am awesome!" said Nico

"Yeah, he's right!" said Thalia "Don't be hurt! Everyone else does to! By the way I am way more awesome than all of you!"

Thalia stuck her tongue out at Nico.

"Not you too! Someone should at least be on my side!" cried Nico

"Shut up!" said Malcolm, "How could you side with Gaea? I thought you cared about us! You are all such traitors!"

"What are you talking about? We never did that!" asked Annabeth

"Why in the world would we go against the gods?" I asked, "Think Malcolm, if we really sided with Gaea, then how come we helped you guys defeat her?"

"I would agree with that statement Jackson," said Malcolm, "but this letter from Gaea releasing you four from her services after you guys failed to save her precious giants!"

"Wha—wait what?" I asked, "We never received such a letter! It's just a fake letter!"

"Oh, yeah, that's what we thought it was at first," said Malcolm, "but then we had the Hecate cabin do some spells to check on whether it was fake or not, and if it was, it must have a pretty powerful spell to prevent us from knowing it was fake, because they couldn't find a thing. This letter isn't fake, so don't you even try to weasel your way out of this one. So, are you going to come with us and die, or are you going to leave?"

I huffed, and looked at Annabeth. I saw that she didn't want to do this, so I said, "I'll leave. Just let me get Mrs. O' Leary, Blackjack, and some other belongings of mine."

"If Percy's leaving," said Annabeth, "I am too. Some family you guys are; just let me get my stuff as well."

"We second that," said Thalia, indicating to herself and Nico, "Just let us get our stuff as well."

Malcolm thought about it, and then spat, "Fine, but you're taking some guards with you. If you take so much as one thing that's not yours, then they'll kill you without a second thought."

"Fine," I said, and motioned for them to let us through.

Me, Thalia, Annabeth, and Nico split up and went to our cabins. After getting my shield, and a few other belongings of mine, I went over to the arena, and got Mrs. O' Leary. My guards got a little frightened when she came bounding towards me, but when I just patted her and calmed her down, they took their usual uncaring look. After getting Mrs. O' Leary, I whistled and called Blackjack. I told him to meet us at Thalia's Pine and what had happened. The guards, seeing Blackjack take off again, asked me where he was going, and I told them. They threatened me with death if I was lying, but come on, why would I lie when I'm getting threatened to death everywhere I go. Some people just don't have any common sense.

We walked back to the entrance of the camp, and I waited for the other three to come. Thalia was the first, other than me, to arrive, and I saw that she had her pet eagle, Electric. She had gotten it for her 16th birthday, since she was one day away from turning sixteen when she joined, so we just said that the day after she quit the Hunters would be her birthday.

Annabeth was the next to come, and she had her pet owl, Theseus. It was another gift from her mom, the first being her baseball cap and she wanted to name it Perseus, after me, but I convinced her that it's going to get confusing at times, and that she wouldn't want her pet owl to come flying towards her when she got angry enough with me to use my real name.

Finally, Nico arrived, walking with his guards. I could tell that he was pissed off that he couldn't shadow-travel because the guards' shadows were doing really inappropriate things to each other, and I had a feeling that the things were meant to be directed towards the guards. He also had a pet, but not a hellhound as most would imagine. No, he had a pet Cerberus, named Guacamole. Don't ask why he named it that, because even I don't know. Fortunately, Guacamole wasn't as big as the real Cerberus yet, as he was only a few months old, but, unfortunately, he eats twice as much. He has such the appetite.

As soon as everyone arrived, Malcolm came back with Clarisse and a few other Ares kids. I could tell that Clarisse was still unsure at whether we were guilty or not from the way she was walking and that look on her face. I was somewhat glad that there was at least one person who didn't believe the letter completely, even if it was the daughter of the war god that hates my guts, and yes even if her parent also hates my guts, too.

"All right," he said, "You guys got what you need? Now get out!"

The Ares gang pushed us out by poking us with their spears, and we walked out, without saying one word. It hurt to know that the one place you love so much would kick you out in an instant because of one stupid letter. One stupid fake letter caused it all. We walked for several miles, without any monsters coming after us and no monster attacks either, thank the gods, in silence. I finally decided to break the silence.

"So," I said, "Where do you guys want to go?"

"We could check up on our closest safe house," suggested Thalia, "there we could decide on what to do."

"All right," I said, and we continued walking down the road, to the closest safe house. You see, a while ago, Annabeth and Thalia were on the run with a son of Hermes, Luke Castellan. He ended up helping Kronos, the world's most evil grandfather, rise slowly back to power, but in the end, killed himself to stop Kronos from destroying the world. While they were on the run, from what Annabeth and Thalia told me, they made safe house in as many places as they could, stocked with everything a demigod may need to survive. I've been to one of them, and it looked like it was made to only fit about three people. My only hope: it'll be able to fit four for now.

We arrived at the safe house, and a quick glance over it will probably just show a bunch of branches that didn't seem out of place, but upon closer examination, you could tell that the branches were organized in such a way as to hide something. We entered the safe house, and kept our stuff in one spot, close to us. We were tired from walking all this way, and if I'm right, it was about 15 miles from Camp Half-Blood. The name that once meant something good now leaves a pinch of distaste in my mouth, but I was too tired to care. We fell asleep rather quickly, hoping that we'll be able to survive our journey until proven innocent.