-Quinn's POV-

I slowly disembarked Festus, or Flier, as I called him. I spun around a little.

"Hello?" Valdez waved his hand in front of me. "I'm fine," I replied. "Just a little dizzy, that's all." Leo's face relieved. He walked in front of me.

"VALDEZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!" Three people crashed into him, which in turn made me collapse.

"Leo?" I grunted, trying to support the weight of four other people.

"Oh. Sorry mate." He shook the people off, and got up from me. I followed suit.

"Who are you?" One green-eyed guy asked me. I believe this guy was Peter Johnson, if I was correct.

"Demigod." I answered. "Son of Athena, Hermes, and Poseidon, grandson of Dionysus. I'm also Marked, a Wizard, and a Cahill," I staggered.

The three stared at me in shock. Slowly, they got to their knees. "Please not!" I whined. "I've had enough in a lifetime! Peter Johnson, right? Caleo, Daughter of Atlas? Hazel Levesque?"

Peter Johnson rose. "Why? I get called that ALL THE TIME! And why is Hazel the only one named correctly?" The others made sounds of agreement, glaring at Leo.

"Well, it's better time we get you to Chiron.

***

I sighed. What better place to be then the Big House. Like, really, it's HUGE. I turned a corner and almost knocked into Chiron.

"Chiron, right?" I ask, smiling.

"Ah, you must be Quinn. Come with me. Percy, Leo, Hazel, Calypso, you may stay." There were no protests. They just walked forwards, whispering to each other and stealing glances at my arm. Then, with no warning....

POOF! 

A flash of blue light enveloped the room. I heard screams from outside, and looks of surprise from the others. I shrugged. "Let's go find James. I reckon he's jumped of someone by now."

Question of the Chapter: Who is Tarik's sister's name?