Then her eyes fluttered open. She focused on me with difficulty. "Percy."

 

"Are you okay?"

 

She tried to sit up. "Ow." She pressed her hands to her temples.

 

"Rachel," Nico said, "your life aura almost faded completely. I could see you

dying."

 

"I'm all right," she murmured. "Please, help me up. The visions — they're a

little disorienting."

 

"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked.

 

Apollo drifted down from the porch. "Fadies and gentlemen, may I introduce the

new Oracle of Delphi."

 

"You're kidding," Annabeth said.

 

Rachel managed a weak smile. "It's a little surprising to me too, but this is my

fate. I saw it when I was in New York. I know why I was born with true sight. I

was meant to become the Oracle."

 

I blinked. "Y ou mean you can tell the future now?"