IC: Camp Halfblood was... [i]peaceful[/i] for once, Chiron reflected. The campers were just waking, there was no impending "Great Prophecy." Life was good.

He should have known better than to jinx it. A massive thunderclap shook the cabins, a storm front not too far off.

Zeus was angry.

IC: Alexandra snapped awake, Runeweaver already snapping into existence in her hand. She took a deep breath and sighed, shaking her head.

[i]Just thunder...[/i]