I can't stop thinking about the war.

I seem unharmed from it, which is weird, because I'm not. In the Titan War, I was fighting monsters. A few weeks ago, there were other demigods that probably wanted to drive a spear into me.

During breakfast, Chiron asks for me to follow him. Well, the best I can hope for is that it means I gained a week of dishes to do. Chiron's grim expression probably means worse.

"Please, Percy, would you wait in the Big House while I get Annabeth?" Asks Chiron. I nod, then head over to the Big House, but definitely not before grabbing a donut.

What, did you expect me to be all completely sad and gloomy? Come on, you know that no Seaweed Brain in this world would ever be a pessimist. Besides, blue frosting with sprinkles tastes so freaking good.

When Annabeth gets there with Chiron, we sit at a big table.

"So," Starts Chiron. "I know how you must feel. You're still recovering from the war." He points at the window. "So are we. But an even greater threat looms upon us. The ancient sky master, Ouranos, wishes greatly to return. He believes he will get his chance. The future of Western Civilization rests upon the daughter of Apollo. She is very strong, and she could save us all. But she doesn't live here, and she is a mess."

Annabeth, as usual, is the first to ask questions. "We're does she live, and what do you mean by 'mess'?"

Chiron nods. "She has been through a war recently, too. However, it wasn't her first time fighting, and she suffers from post traumatic stress disorder, or PTSD."

"How'd she get it?" Annabeth asks, cutting Chiron off.

Chiron sighs. "I was just about to explain that. Her country is quite cruel. She was forced to kill, and the nightmares still live inside of her. Her friend has perhaps suffered worse. He was tortured, and he, too, has been put through such a killing tournament. They both will probably never recover, but they know what is right. If you can bring them here, Ouranos will never be able to rise. We will not need to endure another war."

I shake my head. "What kind of messed up, demented country sends people to a slaughtering match? That's insane! Da-"

"Percy!" Exclaims Chiron. " No need to get creative with words, I understand it is absurd. The country is called Panem. You will not find it anywhere on Earth if you look now."

"What?" Asks Annabeth. "How the heck do we find a non-existent country?"

"Easy." Answers Chiron. "Launch you about a century into the future. Hmm, perhaps not that simple. It can be done, though!"

Annabeth and I stare at eachother. Real funny. Time traveling.

"Yup. Okay, I-"

"Say no more, Percy. The gods can do it. But it will take all of their combined power. By the time the mission is complete, they will have enough power to bring you back. It's dangerous. You may not come back alive. But do you really want another war?"

Annabeth shakes her head, and I give a thumbs down.

"Then I ask you two. Do you accept the quest?"