Hey people, this is the rewritten version of my demigod story. Hope you enjoy

This takes place after the HOO series, btw

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO, Itunes, Or the Song Pain by Three Days Grace.

Things were strange even before Desiree got in the plane. Her mother was acting very stressed that day, as if she thought something horrid would happen. They were going on a trip to New York that day, and Desiree couldn't see anything wrong with that. New York was one of the most fascinating places in the Union, and it seemed much better than their house in Miami, where the house was big, but not tall.

She remembered the time when Hurricane Ivan hit Florida. The water was seeping in through cracks in the windows and the water was up to their mid-calf within a few minutes. She flashed back to when she was little and holding her mom for dear life. Her mom opened the attic door and grabbed Desiree by the waist, easily plopping her onto the attic floor and following up. Her mother's red hair was soaked from the rain coming from the hole in the roof, were a palm tree had nearly smashed their TV after falling from the backyard. Her mom was holding her tightly, whispering comforting word in her ear. Desiree was only nine then, she thought it'd be sort of embarrassing for her mom to do this anywhere else, but she was truly frightened. The wind was howling at a volume that sounded as if a freight train was passing by, but she somehow managed to fall asleep, but the dream she had that day was scarier than the storm.

"Dez? Dez, are you okay?" My mother banished me from my thoughts when she handed me a plane ticket.

"You got everything in your backpack?" she said, I nodded.

"Phone?"

"Check"

"Sketch pad?"

"Yep"

"Bras?"

"Mom!" I blushed furiously as she chuckled lightly. I knew I was maturing rapidly but I didn't want people to act inappropriately about it, she might as well scream to everyone in the airport "Hey people! My fifteen year old daughter Desiree Jacobs just got a new bra!"

"How about you go to the plane, I need to get a few more things from the van." She informed. I nodded and picked up her suitcase and walked to the airfield. I handed the guy my ticket and walked to a seat in the back. I watched for mom to walk into the plane, and got worried when the pilot said there was only five minutes until takeoff. I walked to the front of the plane, and right before I took a step out of the plane a flight attendant stopped me.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but you can't get off the plane." He said. I took a deep breath.

"You don't understand sir; my mother was supposed to board the plane, and she hasn't. I just need to get her" I said firmly.

"If you leave now you won't be able to get back on, there's only two minutes until takeoff, just get back into your seat." He said. I was furious, I wanted to punch him. As I walked down the aisle, I felt the earth shake, along with a loud BOOM! I fell to the floor but my elbows saved me from a major face plant, if I hadn't put my arms before my head my nose would be messed up by now. I walked to my seat shakily and sat down. I was worried for my mother, I was just hoping she was sitting in another seat or she was in the bathroom. Anywhere but off the plane.

I felt as if someone was watching me, I looked around and to see a girl about my age looking at me. But quickly looking away when our eyes met. She seemed a bit unusual considering it was the middle of summer and she was wearing jeans. Her curly red hair was tied into a ponytail and I think her eyes were the same color as mine, green with tiny specks of gold. I tried to ignore my surroundings and pulled my phone out of my backpack. I tapped Itunes and picked my favorite song, Pain by Three Days Grace. Despite my worry, I found myself slowly falling asleep. My eyes started getting heavier and they fluttered closed.

The dream I had was the same one as I had during the hurricane. A man was chained up in a cave with a fire crackling before him. She wished there wasn't a fire because the guy was quite ugly. His face looked like it was stuck in a beehive and his hands were calloused. He looked like he would be strong enough to get out of the chains but he did nothing. She heard a low chuckle coming from somewhere. A voice spoke in a way that made her shiver. Until the solstice, we will see if they will rescue you. She was confused who they were, and why she kept getting these dreams. The chained up man spoke. They will come. Just wait. My son will lead them here in one piece, and you will be defeated. He said, the deep voice chuckled again and said something in a different language which I somehow understood as "we'll see".

I heard a crash and jolted. My eyes still closed. I didn't want to see what was happening, but I knew it was bad from the sound of the people screaming. I started hollering myself when something grabbed my arm and pulled me out of my seat.

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