The Titan's Curse

forever. Almost got stampeded.”
    Good deeds are always dangerous, boss. You saved my sorry mane, didn’t you?
    I couldn’t help thinking about my dream, with Annabeth crumpled and lifeless in Luke’s arms. Here I was rescuing baby monsters, but I couldn’t save my friend.
    As Blackjack flew back toward my cabin, I happened to glance at the dining pavilion. I saw a figure—a boy hunkered down behind a Greek column, like he was hiding from someone.
    It was Nico, but it wasn’t even dawn yet. Nowhere near time for breakfast. What was he doing up there?
    I hesitated. The last thing I wanted was more time for Nico to tell me about his Mythomagic game. But something was wrong. I could tell by the way he was crouching.
    “Blackjack,” I said, “set me down over there, will you? Behind that column.”
    I almost blew it.
    I was coming up the steps behind Nico. He didn’t see me at all. He was behind a column, peeking around the corner, all his attention focused on the dining area. I was five feet away from him, and I was about to say What are you doing? real loud, when it occurred to me that he was pulling a Grover: he was spying on the Hunters.
    There were voices—two girls talking at one of the dining tables. At this ungodly hour of the morning? Well, unless you’re the goddess of dawn, I guess.
    I took Annabeth’s magic cap out of my pocket and put it on.
    I didn’t feel any different, but when I raised my arms I couldn’t see them. I was invisible.
    I crept up to Nico and sneaked around him. I couldn’t see the girls very well in the dark, but I knew their voices: Zoë and Bianca. It sounded like they were arguing.
    “It cannot be cured,” Zoë was saying. “Not quickly, at any rate.”
    “But how did it happen?” Bianca asked.
    “A foolish prank,” Zoë growled. “Those Stoll boys from the Hermes cabin. Centaur blood is like acid. Everyone knows that. They sprayed the inside of that Artemis Hunting Tour T-shirt with it.”
    “That’s terrible!”
    “She will live,” Zoë said. “But she’ll be bedridden for weeks with horrible hives. There is no way she can go. It’s up to me . . . and thee.”
    “But the prophecy,” Bianca said. “If Phoebe can’t go, we only have four. We’ll have to pick another.”
    “There is no time,” Zoë said. “We must leave at first light. That’s immediately. Besides, the prophecy said we would lose one.”
    “In the land without rain,” Bianca said, “but that can’t be here.”
    “It might be,” Zoë said, though she didn’t sound convinced. “The camp has magic borders. Nothing, not even weather, is allowed in without permission. It could be a land without rain.”
    “But—”
    “Bianca, hear me.” Zoë’s voice was strained. “I . . . I can’t explain, but I have a sense that we should not pick someone else. It would be too dangerous. They would meet an end worse than Phoebe’s. I don’t want Chiron choosing a camper as our fifth companion. And . . . I don’t want to risk another Hunter.”
    Bianca was silent. “You should tell Thalia the rest of your dream.”
    “No. It would not help.”
    “But if your suspicions are correct, about the General—”
    “I have thy word not to talk about that,” Zoë said. She sounded really anguished. “We will find out soon enough. Now come. Dawn is breaking.”
    Nico scooted out of their way. He was faster than me.
    As the girls sprinted down the steps, Zoë almost ran into me. She froze, her eyes narrowing. Her hand crept toward her bow, but then Bianca said, “The lights of the Big House are on. Hurry!”
    And Zoë followed her out of the pavilion.
    I could tell what Nico was thinking. He took a deep breath and was about to run after his sister when I took off the invisibility cap and said, “Wait.”
    He almost slipped on the icy steps as he spun around to find me. “Where did you come from?”
    “I’ve been here the whole time. Invisible.”
    He mouthed the word invisible . “Wow. Cool.”
    “How did you know Zoë and your sister were here?”
    He blushed. “I heard them walk by the Hermes cabin. I don’t . . . I don’t sleep too well at camp. So I heard footsteps, and them whispering. And so I kind of followed.”
    “And now you’re thinking about following them on the quest,” I guessed.
    “How did you know that?”
    “Because if it was my sister, I’d probably be thinking the same thing. But you can’t.”
    He looked defiant. “Because I’m too