The next morning, Percy woke up to a cloudy sky, which was weird due to the fact that it was summer.  The sun barely shown, as if Apollo forgot to drive his sun chariot.  Percy suspected that Apollo and Artemis were mourning their brother.

Nevertheless, he jumped out of bed and headed towards the dinning pavilion.  As he sat down at the Poseidon table, Annabeth approached him.  "Hey Seaweed Brain!  I was wondering if you want to come with me and Thalia to pick up Grover?  He said he found some demigods over in Maine."  Percy looked up from my food to see her staring at me, waiting for an answer.  Mr. D was was staring at them, daring Annabeth to sit down.  "Sure," he said, "I'll come"  "Great!  Pack up your stuff tonight.  Were leaving tomorrow."

After Percy finished his food, he went into the arena to train.  When he looked at the training dummy, he saw a pair of eyes, filled with bloodlust.  He saw the face of a man.  Percy didn't know him, but for some reason, he recognized the man.  It was as if he were an old enemy he had forgotten about.  Percy was filled with rage.  He slashed at the dummy, using every technique he knew.  He imagined the man smirking.  "You will never beat me, Perseus," he laughed, "I have killed you once and I will kill you again!"  This confused him.  "What do you mean by 'I've killed you once'?" he asked, but the man never answered.  Percy was about to stab the man when he heard, "What did that dummy ever do to you?"  Percy jumped.  Annabeth laughed as she walked towards him.  "I'm just coming to let you know, Seaweed Brain, that you should be getting ready to pick up Grover."  Percy rolled his eyes, "I said I'll do it tonight.  Besides, it's not like were gonna be gone for long."  Annabeth looked like she wanted to interject but decided against it.  "Okay," she said, "Just reminding you."

After leaving the arena, Percy went back to his cabin to pack.  He didn't know why, but he had a weird feeling about this trip.  Like something out of the ordinary would happen.  Sure, he knew there would be monsters trying to kill him.  That was something he had lived with for years.  But this feeling was different.  He was nervous, scared even.  'It's just a retrieval mission' he told himself, 'Nothing will happen.'  But he couldn't bring himself to believe it.

After packing, Percy closed his eyes and tried to forget his worries.