"Silena?" My mother peeked into my room. "Silena, where are you?" I silently retreated further into the closet. The bedroom door closed. I sighed. Then— "SILENA JACKSON!" my mom appeared out of nowhere and grabbed my arm. "Silena, we need to have a family talk."
"A family talk?" I ask.
"Yes. Get your brothers." She opened the door and walked out. I waited a moment before running to my brothers' room.
"Bobby? Grover?" Bobby ran over. He was nine, three years younger than me.
"What, sis?" His twin brother, Grover, walked over.
"Yeah, what's up?"
"Family talk," I said. "Mom wanted me to get you."
"Ok then," Grover said. "Let's go." I led them downstairs to the living room.

"Wait a minute." I held up my hand. "So you're telling me the Greek gods are real, your father's Poseidon, and mom's a daughter of Athena?" My dad nodded.
"Exactly."
My mom pushed back her blonde hair and looked at me with her dark grey eyes, exactly like mine. "Silena I know this is a lot to take in, but it's true. I'm a daughter of Athena."
"But... aren't Athena and Poseidon enemies or something?"
"Isn't that what you told us?" Grover asked. Dad nodded. "They are. But well... we aren't enemies. It was difficult to get along at first, but we managed."
"Umm..." I wracked my brains for something to say. "Prove it. Show us this is true somehow."
"Of course" my dad said. There was a mischievous look in his sea green eyes. He turned to mom. "Iris message?"
"That would be interesting," mom said. Dad pulled a gold coin out of his pocket. Mom opened the curtains, letting light shine into the saltwater fountain that we're not allowed to touch. Dad threw his coin into the rainbow.
"O Iris, goddess of the rainbow, accept my offering." He chanted. "Show me Reyna Ramirez-Arenallo in new Rome. An image appeared in the rainbow; a woman with dark hair and dark eyes, dressed in a purple T-shirt and jeans. She looked up.
"Percy? Annabeth? Are these your kids? Oh my gods, they're all grown up."
"Yeah," mom said, "hi Reyna. And yes, these are our kids: Silena, she's twelve, and the twins, Bobby and Grover. The nine year olds." The lady mom had called Reyna smiled at me.
"Did you know, Silena, that I saw you when you were a baby?" I stared at her.
"You're in a rainbow. I see you through a rainbow. It's real. What mom and dad have been telling us is true."
The lady named Reyna smiled. "Of course it's true. I'm not a Greek demigod, however I'm a Roman. You may call me Reyna."
"Wait a minute, there's Roman demigods? I ask. Reyna nodded.
"Greek and Roman. The gods had slightly different aspects and personalities in Greece and Rome, so they have 2 sets of children— Greek and Roman. Until about twenty years ago they were kept separated. Then... well, I'll leave that to your parents to explain." She turned to mom. "Are you taking them to camp?" She nods.
"I feel we should give them some training. Things can go bad with untrained demigods."
"I see" Reyna said. "Well, talk later. Bye!" She made a motion lime she was slashimg through the message, and it disappeared.
"Mom, Dad" Grover asked, "what camp was she talking about?"
"Camp Half-Blood, of course," dad replied. "Now go pack. We leave in three hours.