Author's Note: Hi. This is my rewrite of my first regular PJO fanfic, inspired by multiple others I have read/am reading. It follows an OC who discovers the world of PJO. The story will feature several of the original characters, albeit maybe slightly OOC. Hope you enjoy the prologue of this new story.

EDIT: It seems that people read this prologue but don't seem to continue. And I was wondering why this is. Is it too short, too revealing, …? Reviews/PM's are appreciated.

Prologue

Moonlight lit up the small kitchen they had. She poured herself a glass of cold water. As she gulped it down, a noise startled her. She waved her hand and a dagger appeared in it. Her eyes focused on the door.

'Lou? You in here?'

She relaxed and deposited the weapon on the table as the voice came walked into the kitchen. She stared her brother in the eyes. The second in command of the cabin raised his eyebrows.

'Again?'

Lou Ellen wiped the sweat off her brow and nodded. 'It's the same one as last time. The putrid smell, broken weapons and the man with a shining silver leg. He's holding a limp body as he is charging a spell. The magic explodes and I see her face drifting over mine. Damn the gods, why are they reappearing? I was free of the dreams for over a year.'

'I don't know, but they don't seem to be good news. Maybe you have to talk to Chiron about it.'

Lou shook her head. 'I don't want to be a burden. I'll figure it out. Maybe Clovis can help.'

'Who knows,' said the male mage as he grabbed her hand. 'But you know you can always talk to me if you need to.'

Lou shot her brother a small smile as the moon shined a bit brighter.

The quill floated over the paper as it was finished with its work. The goddess folded the letter and sealed the envelop with a wax seal. Staring out of her palace window, she could see the moon's Underworld facsimile.

'I heard you had a message for me to deliver,' said a male voice from the shadows.

'I have,' she replied. 'You have the address right?'

'Being the god of Messengers and Divine Deliveries, I think I got that covered.' Hermes waved with his hand and a clipboard appeared. 'I see. You want me to deliver the welcome package too?'

'That's for later. He needs to reach camp first. His birthday has already passed.'

'And you haven't spoken to him yet? What about his father?'

The goddess turned around and faced Hermes. 'He died three years ago. I couldn't prevent it, thanks to Gaea's little uprising. I deeply cared for him and his boy.'

'Alright, he'll receive the letter first thing in the morning. I hope he's ready for it.'

'No one really is.' The goddess saw Hermes disappear and sighed. 'May the Fates be merciful.'

Hope you enjoyed the prologue. Reviews are much appreciated.