Hermione, Ron, and Harry sat in the back of the van with Hazel, Frank, and the man with the eyes all over his body drove them. Hermione sat in between Ron and Harry who clung to her sides.

It was awkward silence in the van and for once Hermione wasn't talking. She didn't know what to say.

"We're here." Frank said, finally.

They got out of the van and the demigods walked in. The golden trio didn't have such luck. They bounced off the barrier.

"Hey!" Ron exclaimed. "What's this all about?"

"Oh I almost forgot." Hazel said. "I Hazel Levesque, allow Hermione, Harry, and Ron safe passage between our world and the mortal one."

"You should be able to go in now." Frank added.

"What was that?" Harry asked.

"The barrier that protects camp. It only allows demigods to enter." Hazel replied. "It was created after a daughter of Zeus died right over there." She pointed to a tree. "The girl, Thalia, my cousin was turned into that tree. As a gift from her father he made it a barrier to insure that nothing like that would happen again."

Hermione and her friends were a little freaked out.

"Don't worry," Frank added. "Thalia's alive now. Our friends got the Golden Fleece to revive her."

"Follow us. We'll take you to meet Chiron. He runs the camp." Hazel said.

They walked past demigods training and fighting. Some were on a lava rock wall and others were simply playing beach volleyball.

They began walking up the steps to a large house. They went inside to see many teenagers sitting around a table. At the head was a man with a horse body, a centar.

"Hazel, Frank." The centar said. "So glad you could visit. Who are your friends?"

"This is Harry, Ron, and Hermione." Hazel replied. "And this is going to sound insane."

"Aren't we all a little insane?" A skinny Hispanic guy asked. He was fidgeting with a contraption in his hands.

"Shut up, Leo." Frank replied. "As Hazel was saying, these guys aren't demigods-"

"What?" An angry looking blonde girl exclaimed. She stood up, her grey eyes swirling like a storm. "You can't bring mortals into camp!"

The boy next to her simply held her hand and pulled her back into her seat.

"They aren't mortals!" Frank replied. "They're wizards and they've heard a prophecy regarding Annabeth, Percy, and Nico!"

"You expect us to believe wizards are real?" A big girl with stringy brown hair asked.

Harry pulled out his wand and said, "Wingurdiam leviousa!" (A/N so sorry about the spelling)

The girl floated to the ceiling and then back down.

"What the heck?" The guy who held the blondes hand exclaimed.

"State your prophecy." The centar, who Hermione assumed was Chiron said.

Hermione began and said,

"The golden three will go to the sound
and meet those who've been far below the ground, they'll go to the end and descend below the dirt, by the end more than one will be hurt."

The demigods looked terrified.

"That can't be." The dark haired boy with green eyes said, while holding the blondes hand. "What have we done to deserve this?"

"No. No. No." the blonde said. "I want no more part in any more prophecies. Haven't we been through enough."

"I'm sorry my children." Chiron said. "Everyone but Hazel, Frank, Annabeth, Nico, and Percy may resume their activities." All of the other teens left.

"I'm Annabeth Chase," the blonde girl said with a shaky breath. "Daughter of Athena."

She clung to the boys shirt, almost terrified to let go. "I'm Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon."

"Nico Di'Angelo." The boy who Hermione previously didn't notice said. "Son of Hades."

"I'm a daughter of Pluto." Hazel added. "Nico's half sister and daughter of Hades roman form."

"I'm a son of Mars, Ares's roman form." Frank said.

"I'm Chiron." The centar said. "Can I safely assume that you are the golden three?"

"We've been called that." Hermione stated.

"We need to decode the prophecy." Nico said.

"I already did!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Please do share." Annabeth said, scowling.

Hermione explained their theory on the prophecy, and as she went on the demigods seemed to get more afraid.

"The prophecy clearly points to Annabeth, Nico, and I as the ones who've been below the ground. No other demigods been there." Percy replied.

"So you've been to Tartarus?" Ron asked.

"Don't say the name." Nico hissed, causing the ground to slightly shake.

"The pit, as we call it is a sore subject. They're still healing. They all nearly died." Hazel explained.

"So we need to go back?" Annabeth asked, peeling herself off of Percy. "Wonderful!"

"Where is the pit?" Harry asked, careful not to say Tartarus.

"Rome." Percy replied. "And if we're going on a quest together you should probably know our history. And we'd like to know yours."

The teenagers exchanged stories. The demigods story took a long time and was incredibly shocking. Percy was offered the chance to be a God? And Jason and Percy were switched to create a alliance between both camps.

Hermione could tell the demigods had trouble believing their story. Wizards was a hard concept to grab.

Once they were done Ron asked, "So when do we leave?"