Percy watched from the shelter of the trees. "Where could so many high level monsters be going?"

Annabeth shook her head. It was unusual for Annabeth to not know something, so Percy resolved to be vigilant.

After a few more hours of tracking the monster mob, they met up with the Camp Jupiter assault team. Camp Half blood were already in position.

The monsters swarmed into a valley, and the Camp Jupiter group charged. They quickly decimated the ranks of the monsters, and as the few that remained turned to flee, all that was left was a group of young teenagers in full battle armour, swords levelled at the mixture of Greek and Roman demigods.

The oldest was a teenage girl, who couldn't have been older than fifteen. She held a matched pair of knives, a sword at her belt, and her breastplate was battered.

"Who are you? You are no daemon, nor legacy...
Full bloods. Scatter!"

The group of young teens sheathed their weapons, and began to free climb the rock face. Unfortunately for them, the Camp Half blood group were waiting at the top.

They were brought down at sword point, the leader tied with a rope around her wrists after taking down Jason and Leo bare handed, unaffected by Leo's flames.

Percy stood in front of the girl, who was kneeling on the ground.
"Who are you people?"

"We are monster hunters. And keep me trapped here if you must, but let my followers go. They have done nothing."

He ignored her plea. "What is your name?"

"My title is the Star Child. Name? How dare you."

Percy was confused. "Tell me truthfully who you are, and I will let you go."

"We are the Legacies. Children of demigods, and grandchildren. Ask your friends at Jupiter what a legacy is."

She stated proudly, "I am legacy of Athena and Hephaestus both. My sire was Athena's child, my mother a daughter of Hephaestus."

Percy nodded and turned to the demigods.

"They are no enemies of ours. Let them go, and return their weapons."

The girl stepped away, fluidly, almost cat like. She reclaimed a slender, delicate looking sword, along with the daggers.
She looked about sixteen.

The group left, running faster than most demigods. Although technically that leader girl was a half god. Faster than the full bloods then.

She called over her shoulder, "I am one of the dragonsouled. Dragon, they call me. And in Satana, my name is good as drachmas. And if you don't know what Satana is, gods help you anyway."

After they left, Percy looked at Annabeth. "Well, oh magical encyclopaedia?"

Annabeth smiled dryly. "Shut up, Seaweed Brain.
I know of Satana. It is the underground city, constantly moving through the Labyrinth. It consists of mainly monsters who don't wish to harm demigods, nymphs, dryads, satyrs, nature spirits, mortals with the sight and other people who don't fit in. Daedalus mentions it, but considered it too dangerous to visit. He was not well liked."

Percy shrugged. "I guess we better go explore it then."