It was a bright and breezy morning on Long Island Sound. Camp Half-Blood was a buzz with training, laughing, and yelling as kids of all ages ran and swung swords during an sessions. Chriron and Redwood stood at the top of the hill over looking things. 

"So Chiron it seems that this group of demi-gods us doing well. Even without of gift of prophecy it seems that we have evaded every threat and managed to get all of them back safely." Redwood said as he chommped on a foam bar. 

Chiron moved back and forth on his hooves still uneasy about the business with Apollo and with no Oracle they would have no way to help or find out if there was another threat. "Redwood I'm glad you are here to keep the spirits up. Otherwise I think camp would have been over after the last incident. Plus the Labyrinth." Chiron sighed and then took a step towards the practice fields. "I'm going to go assist in training today. You're on charge of all other camp matters." He took off down them hill before Redwood could get anythingnelse out. Redwood shrugged and sniffed the air. The scent of fresh grow strawberries hung on the breeze and something else did as well. He couldn't quite put his finger on it until he say it. The mist started to roll in where the statue of Athena now stood. It flowed through the barrier and towards Redwood who backed away suspiciously. Then a figure holding what looked like a staff with a flame atop it began to come toward him after passing through the barrier. 

"Chiron!?" The old saytr yelped before losing his footing and falling down the hill and bowling over a couple of campers.

The figure struck his staff on the hill as Chiron turned to see Redwood rolling down the hill like a bowling ball. Once the figure did the mist swirled back into his staff and the flame went out. Once it did it disappeared and the figure collapsed on the ground face first leaving himself open to inspection for anyone around who had seen him come.