Okay, we'll be hitting the climax really soon. Just thought I'd tell you. And…enter Percabeth!

Percy's POV

As I glided over the waves, I pulled out my phone and was about to try Annabeth's number when I saw that she had sent me a message. I opened it.

What emerged was a string of meaningless gibberish.

SGD BZLO GZR ADDM STQMDC HMSN Z OQHRNM. OKDZRD IDKO. A+1.

I racked my brain. Knowing Annabeth, this was some kind of coded message. But what was the code?

My eyes fell on the last three characters. A+1. Could the A stand for Alpha? As in, alphabet? So that would mean…replace every alphabet with the one after?

I started unscrambling the code, and when I'd got the answer, I nearly fell out of the sky.

THE CAMP HAS BEEN TURNED INTO A PRISON. PLEASE HELP.

'Oh, Styx,' I muttered, righting myself. 'This is not good at all.

'I have to get to camp. Now.'

Night had fallen by the time I glided past the camp boundaries and alighted near the Athena cabin.

But something was wrong. The windows were all barred and the door was triple-padlocked.

I grabbed one of the padlocks and concentrated. There was a faint humming noise, and the padlock began to glow bright blue. Brighter and brighter until…

There was a massive flash, and the padlock dissolved into sea water in my hands. Luckily there was no noise.

I did the same for the other two, and I was in.

I gasped.

The bunks, the laptops, the weapons, the schematics on the walls…everything was gone. Moonlight filtered in from the barred windows.

And on the floor were the Athena campers. Wearing ragged white tunics, they were asleep, caked in dirt.

I gently knocked my foot against one of the walls, and the campers stirred. One of them sat up. Annabeth. Her hair had been cut short, and the owl-shaped earrings which she usually wore were gone.

'Percy?' she whispered. 'Is that you?'

All traces of sleep vanished from the other campers. They all got up, and crowded around me.

'Whoa, guys, calm down,' I said. 'There's just something I'd like to say first.'

I cleared my throat and went on.

'I made my choice on Olympus without thinking. I've been lonely ever since. I realized that being a god is not always a gift, but a curse. So now I'm back, and I want to help you make a fight of it.'

As we went around to the other cabins, freeing the campers, Annabeth explained what had happened.

'As far as I can figure out, Zeus was too proud to admit that gods needed help from demigods,' she said. 'So, he decided to put us where we couldn't trouble them again.'

'That's insane!' I said, as I smashed the lock on the Demeter cabin. Thunder rumbled ominously.

'I might agree with you,' Annabeth said, 'but until tonight, there was nothing we could do about it. None of us dared fight Mr. D.'

I broke open the doors of the Apollo's cabin and dusted my hands off. 'We'll take everyone to the Poseidon cabin. First we plan.

'And then…we fight.'

The rebellion has started! PLEASE R&R! Thanks!