"Ah, Jason, you're awake?" A deep voice asked.

"What?" Jason's eyes fluttered open to see a red-faced man looming over him. "What the..."

"You were found in the middle of the street by a kid named Charlie. He probably saved your life - you wouldn't stop bleeding." A nurse said to Jason's right. "Funny, you were the second one he found, right after poor Piper-"

"Piper!" Jason jumped up, but immediatly laid back down again. His left theigh was in a thick cast. He remembered it now - a swarm of harpies had attacked the ship, caused it to lean to its side. He remembered getting bit in his theigh before slashing apart one of the beasts. The other harpie got Piper and sent her spwraling off the ship - and Jason had failed to save her. He bit his lip to keep his chin from trembling. He had let her fall. He couldn't catch her. Her death was his fault.

He looked up. But according to these people, she wasn't dead.

"Piper? Piper McLean?" He asked the red-faced man.

He scratched his chin. "Not sure. We have yet to contact her parents."

"Is she okay?"

"Do you know this girl?" He raised an eyebrow. Jason blushed.

"If shes the one I'm thinking of, then, yeah."

The man nodded. "I'll tell her you asked for her. But we do not know your name quite yet."

"Its Jason Grace."

The man nodded, then walked out of the room.

Jason looked around. He realised he'd waken up multiple times in this room before now, but kept on falling back asleep. He reconized the bed, his new pajamas, TV, the nurse. He turned and saw what looked like a tween boy snoring on the bed next to him. He had a cast on his leg too, but Jason knew it was for different reasons.

The nurse walked up to him. "Would you like to read a book or watch a movie, or just sleep?" She asked.

"Um... a movie would be fine."

She nodded and pulled out a drawer from under the TV. "We have Shrek, Cars, Spiderman, Percy Jackson, and-"

"Percy Jackson?" Jason wasn't sure he'd heard her right.

"Would you like to watch that?"

"Uh, could I see the cover?"

"Sure." The nurse handed him the disc box.

Jason couldn't read the cover, since he was dyslexic, so he didn't bother trying. Instead he studied the picture of what looked like a twenty-year old man holding a sword. A brunett girl stood in the backround holding a backpack next to what looked like an African-American faun.

Percy Jackson? Could it be? No, the characters were too old for them, and they looked nothing alike. He didn't see Annabeth on the cover either, so it didn't match.

"Would you like to watch Percy Jackson or not?" The nurse asked.

"Oh, sure." He handed the box back and watched her slide in the disc, a worried knot in his stomach making him wonder just what this movie was all about.

Its just a movie, he told himself.

His opinion changed quickly throughout the film.

***

Hazel woke up screaming.

She shook her head and breathed slowly to calm herself. What happened? What was the last thing you remember? Thoughts rushed through her head. Harpies... falling... Frank?

Hazel turned around. "Frank?" She turned again. "Frank?"

He wasn't there.

Hazel took in her surroundings. She was in the middle of a graveyard. Even in the bright daylight, it felt and looked gloomy. She almost cried from the irony.

Here she was, daughter of Pluto, in the middle of a graveyard. It seemed too ironic - and scary - to be true.

She tapped her lips thoughtfully. Maybe that was it! Maybe Frank, and the others, all ended up where they resembled their parents! Which meant Nico might be in this graveyard with her!

Hazel jumped up and froze. Whichever way she had gotten here, it had hurt her tailbone pretty bad. She slowly straightened as the shock faded. Man, she hated that.

She started dashing between tombstones calling out Frank and Nico's names. Would Annabeth end up in a library, or maybe a museum? Would Percy be at the bottem of the ocean? Would Leo be in an explosives mine? She giggled at the thought, but stopped when she realised that could kill him.

Where would Frank be? A battlefield? A training camp? A bear cave? Hard to tell.

She was actually starting to doubt the whole idea when she skidded to a stop.

Something interesting had caught her eye.

She swung around and marched back to see it again. She hoped it wasn't so. She begged she was wrong.

She stopped at a flat stone labled:

SAMMY VALDEZ - 1960

FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS

***

Lesley was arguing with her brother for the third time that day through email. But her next problem was interesting.

Lesley, Sorry i couldn't pick you up from school. The craziest thing happened!

What?

I was about to call a cab to pick you up but I ran into a girl.

No hitting on girls without my permission.

No, not like that! she looked like she was freezing to death - her lips were blue. her back was ingured, too. so i brought her to the hostpital.

Who was it?

She said her name was Piper.

Lesley reread that. She read it again. It had to be her.

Piper what?

I don't know her last name.

What did she look like?

She had choppy brown hair and a blue tshirt.

And her eyes?

I couldn't tell. Why do you care about her eyes?

I don't know. So she's in the hospital?

Yeah. And then, while I was going back to the cab, I found another one! It was a boy and he looked unconcius.

Lesley stiffened.

What was his name?

Never found out - but his leg wouldn't stop bleeding, and he was in the middle of the street, so I had to drag him to the hostpital too.

What did he look like?

Blond, thin, purple tshirt. Blue eyes if you insist on asking.

Lesley smiled. Jackpot!

Are you still at the hostpital?

No, I'm on the way home.

Lesley cursed.

Then tell the cabbie to turn around. I'm coming to the hostpital. Meet me at the doors.

Lesley shut off the school computer and grabbed her backpack. As she ran out the school door and into the street to catch a ride, she prayed no feathers fell out of her bag.

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Hello! I hope you liked that chapter. I know it wasn't very interesting but I tried *shrug*

So you know, the bold italics are Lesley emailing and the normal italics are her brother. I know its tricky to read - sorry.

Oh, and I hope you have all gotten the hint on Lesley's brother already. I won't spoil it for you late bloomers.

Once again, thanks for reading, wish me luck, and this is only the beginning!

~Alex :3