DISCLAIMER: I, OBVIOUSLY, DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS. THEY ALL BELONG TO RIORDAN, THE GOD OF TROLLS AND UNNECESSARY DEATH.

"OW!"

A yell came from Half-blood Hill, and the demigods currently near it stopped what they were doing and stared. Connor Stoll came running down, rubbing his head with an annoyed expression overtaking his face. In his hand he clutched a thick book, which made a lot of campers gape. It was that odd a scene.

"This thing just came out of nowhere and fell on my head!" Connor yelled, waving the book. "Okay, who did that?" Everyone within hearing range just looked at him. No one could take him seriously with his messed up brown curls and freckled face and grumpy look on his usual mischievous face.

"Can I see that, Connor?" Katie Gardner, a demigod who was just walking by, asked. She took the book out of his hands without waiting for a reply and looked at the front cover. Her jaw fell open, and her dark brown eyes widened. She looked like she had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong, Katie?" a camper asked, concerned, but she just shook her head.

"I think Chiron needs to see this."