All right. I love the wardstone chronicles ( don't really like the ending, but the general dea is awesome). My favorite character is Lamia, Tom's mother, and I really think Joseph Delaney should have kept her alive. Well, when she told Tom who she was, I was really suprised. And immediately got ideas for some stories. I also love Percy Jackson& the Olympians ( I'm just into greek mythology) so I got the idea; what if Lamia was sent into the Percy Jackson universe? What if she appeared in camp half-blood and eventually found out Zeus still existed in that universum? What would she say to him and Hera, the bitch who killed her children? Oh, and in this book she somehow survived the Ordeen ( I might sent Tom with her, so I want him to already know who she is). Don't own either Percy Jackson & the Olympians or the Wardstone Chronicles. I wished I did. I would have kept Lamia alive and totally changed the last book. Ok, after this very long and boring disclaimer; enjoy!

Lamia sighed. She was at the farm, in her old chair. Her son Jack was with the pigs, feeding them. After that, there would be a lot more to do, so he wouldn't be inside for a long time. Her daugther in law, Ellie, was upstairs with her child, the little Mary. Her other son James, the blacksmith, was in his forge. She was all alone, in the kitchen.

Lamia sighed again. Her thoughts were with her youngest son, Tom. She loved him so much, more than all her other children. Not that she didn't love her other children, but Tom hold a special place in her heart. He was the seventh son of a seventh son and worked as a spook. He had lived up to all her expectations. He was brave, kind, loyal, clever.. She was proud of him. He somehow managed to fill the hole in her heart which had been there even since the goddess Hera killed her children. She remembered how much she had loved her children. And their father, Zeus.

She had been queen at that time. Lamia remembered when she had caught Zeus' eye. She hadn't known who he was at the time. And when she found out, she was already pregnant.

She remembered how she had met Zeus. She had left her palace for a walk when it suddenly started to rain. It had quickly changed into a real storm, with a lot of ligthning. Lamia had been forced to take shelter. She had run away, trying to avoid all trees until she saw an house. It was a mansion, all made of marble. Desperate at this moment, she had knocked at the door and cowered a little when the lightning struck in a tree not far from here. At the time the door had finally opened, she had been soaking wet. She could have used magic to keep herself dry, but she didn't want anyone to be suspicious. Most people didn't like enchantresses. It would be easier if they thought she was just a woman caught by the storm.

The man who had opened the door, hadn't been a bit kind and full of sympathy. He had brought her to a room and offered her something to drink. And sent a maid to help her. Lamia could remember that room like it was yesterday, even when it was millenia ago. She closed her eyes, going back to that time. The time that had changed her life forever.

{ Flashback} ( I do not speak Greek, so imagine it is in Greek and old-fashioned. I wasn't born two thousand years ago, so I have no idea how they talked back then).

Lamia sighed, relieved to be inside. She was shivering and soaking wet. She quickly undressed and walked towards the bath the maid had prepared for her. She stepped into the bathtub, enjoying the warmth. Lamia relaxed and closed her eyes, enjoying the warm water.

When Lamia was warm and comfortable again, she got out of bath. She walked, wrapped in a towel, toward the clothes the maiden had left for her. When Lamia had put her new clothes on, she looked in the mirror. She now wore a long, flowing dress. It was black, like her hair, and looked really expensive. Strange. Lamia thought. It fits me perfectly and it's in my favorite color. It's almost like they knew I would come.

Lamia hesitated; she had the feeling something was wrong. She didn't know why, but she felt trapped. Lamia thought about it. A storm suddenly starts and I ran into this house, which I have never seen before. She frowned; maybe it was just a coincidence, but it was almost like someone wanted to meet here. And if that was true, she could be in danger.

Lamia's thoughts were interrupted when she heard a voice. " You're even more beautiful than the said". Startled, Lamia turned to face the person who had spoken. When she looked at him, her heart stopped beating for a second. It was a really handsome man, tall and dressed like a king.

She swallowed nervously and took in his features. He had black hair with blue eyes. Beautiful blue eyes, reminding her of the sky. He was very muscular, but thin. And he wore some sort of armor, made of gold. He also wore something that reminded her of a crown, with an eagle on it.

He smiled at her and she felt her heart beat faster. "Everything all right? I heard you were caught by the storm" he said while walking towards her. Lamia nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for offering m a place to stay. Who are you, if I may ask"? The man smiled. " I'm the owner of this place. You can call me Jupiter. And what may I call you"? Lamia swallowed, with difficulty. " Lamia, if you wish Jupiter" she said with a smile, even when she suddenly found it hard to breathe.

Jupiter smiled, his eyes sparkling. She truly found his eyes fascinating. They seemed to change color, she could have sworn they were dark blue a second ago. And now they were light blue again, like the sky. Jupiter suddenly took her hand and placed a soft kiss on it, making her throat dry and her breathing go faster. He smiled at her again, with those beautiful eyes. " Lamia.. A beautiful name for a really beautiful lady". Lamia smiled. " That's so kind of you, thank you".

Jupiter let go her hand and straightened. He shrugged. " Why thank me when I'm only telling the truth? You are truly beautiful". Lamia blushed. She felt a little sad now he wasn't holding her hand anymore. That kiss had felt really good. I wonder how it feels if he kisses me somewhere else. Like my mouth. Or even lower Lamia thought, imagining the pleasure she would feel. It would be amazing. If a kiss on my hand can feel that good, it would feel even better if he- No! What am I thinking? Lamia was shocked; those things were really inappropriate. It wasn't like her at all to think about such things. Especially not when the man she was thinking about, was practically a stranger! What is happening to me? Why am I thinking such things? Who is that stranger? Lamia was curious; she had never felt things like this before.

No man had ever appealed to her like this. She was curious who the man was that he could make her feel like this in a few minutes. A voice in the back of her mind kept screaming to run, now it was still possible, but every reason left her when she looked in Jupiter's eyes. She had planned to leave as soon as possible, but she decided she wanted to know more.

Jupiter smiled at her again and she saw he looked at her. He looked at her eyes, her nose, her neck and lower.. His gaze was fixed on her breasts for a moment before his gaze went up again. Now, his eyes were fixed on her mouth. Lamia swallowed nervously, her throat and lips dry. She wanted to say something, ask him why he looked at her like that, but no words left her lips. It was almost like she was hypnotized, enchanted by this handsome stranger. " Why are you ogling me like that"? she blurted, getting more and more nervous.

She didn't know what was going on, but all her instincts screamed this man was dangerous. Not that she thought he was a murderer or something, she certainly didn't. But he had something about him that made her dizzy and confused. Something that made her forget her good manners and maybe even her dignity. Jupiter smiled, a very charming smile. Lamia felt that weird sensation again, like she was hypnotized. For a moment, her head was empty. All she could think was kiss me. When she realized, she actually took a step forward, she almost jumped back. Jupiter laughed and raised his hands. " Calm down. You don't have to be afraid, I promise I do not intend to hurt you".

" I'm not afraid" Lamia mumbled. It was true; she wasn't afraid. More confused. And tempted. And that was her problem. She didn't like the idea that she would be easy. She was smart, she knew that. And she didn't like the idea of some man having so much power over her. Slowly, her confusion subsided and she opened her mouth to tell him she had to go. " I'm not afraid. And I need to go now. Nice meeting you" she said, trying to walk away.

Jupiter stopped her, his hands on her shoulders. He was really close now; their hips almost touching. Lamia fought the lust that threatened to overwhelm her. Something about this man made every reason leave her mind, leaving a burning urge to do something dark and forbidden. Lamia was shocked by her feelings and thoughts. They were inappropriate and wrong.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She saw Jupiter's eyes immediately went to her breasts, which were so close to his chest. Lamia didn't like that; he was staring at her breasts! That was even more inappropriate than her strange thoughts. She gasped, feeling insulted and mad. His gaze immediately left her breasts to be focused on her eyes again. Which wasn't better. It was even worse, for those eyes made her feel it again. The attraction. And the urge to do something obtuse. Like kissing him.

For a moment, Lamia forget everything around her. She felt her skin starting to tingle and a weird sensation between her legs. Lamia inhaled his scent, which made her stop thinking entirely. She looked into his eyes, licking her lips nervously. She saw his lips coming closer, those perfect lips. But she knew she had to stop him. With the last bit of her common sense, she pulled away from him. She raised her hands in a defensive posture. " Stop! What are you doing"? she asked, a little breathless and still very confused. Jupiter just smiled and shook his head. " I was trying to stop you. Unless you want to get wet again, of course".

Lamia frowned. " The rain has stopped, I have seen that with my own eyes". Jupiter smiled. " The rain had stopped. Now, it's raining again. We don't want you to get soaked again, do we"? Lamia could swear she heard him mutter, not because of rain, at least. She raised her eyebrows at him. " What did you just say? What do you mean, you don't want me to be wet because of the rain"?. Jupiter smiled and took a step closer. " There are other ways to become wet , you know. Like swimming".

Lamia stared at him, she didn't have the idea he meant swimming. He took another step towards her, his gaze seemed to be focused on her hips this time.

Lamia licked her lips again, feeling anxious. She took a step back. " All right. It seems we have to find a way to enjoy ourselves. Any ideas"? she asked, trying to sound casual instead of confused, nervous and excited. Jupiter smiled, stil ogling her hips. " Oh, yes I do. A very good idea, if I might say". He took a step forward. Lamia smiled nervously. " Really? What is it. Is it- Mmmm"! her nervous rattling interrupted when Jupiter kissed her.

Lamia didn't know what was happening to her. This kiss was amazing. It was was wild and passionate. She felt a lot of feelings going through her, and felt she was warm and wet. Before she could think about it , she kissed him back. He pulled her backwards without interrupting their kiss, until she fell on something. The bed, Lamia realized. Before she could do or say anything, he ripped her dress apart. He smiled and bowed forward. " Just like I said. Beautiful..." he whispered.

Lamia opened her eyes again, the images from the past disappearing. She was still a little ashamed of what had happened. She had ended in his bed not even an hour after they had met. She remembered how wonderful it had been. How they had made love, like she took it, for hours. Afterwards, she had been in his arms, talking. It had been one of the most wonderful night of her life.

They had had more nights together, all perfect. He had been her lover and she had fallen in love with him. And he had said he loved her. Said it. But never proven it. If he had loved me, he would have saved our children Lamia thought, the betrayal still fresh. She had truly believed in their love. And had been happy when she discovered she was pregnant. And he had been too. How could he let them die? Our children, our flesh and blood Lamia asked herself again. It was that question that still bothered her. How could he? Let their children die. And not even help her when she was driven mad by the loss. Did he ever love me? Or was it just a lie? Lamia wondered again.

She still didn't know the answer, after all those years. It had been centuries ago and Zeus was already gone, while she was still alive. The pain wasn't that bad anymore. Her sons, her beautiful seven sons, had helpen fill the hole in her heart. And John had helped. Lamia smiled when she thought about him. She had never expected to fall in love with him, a mere mortal. But a mortal with courage, intelligence and love Lamia thought. She had loved him so much and was devastated when he died.

But at least I still have Tom Lamia thought, thinking of her youngest and favorite son. If she was honest, she loved him more than his brothers. Not that she didn't love his brothers; he was just special. Like his father.

Lamia smiled again, remembering the time Tom and his brothers had been little and their father alive. Such happy times. I never thought I would experience those again Lamia thought.

She sighed and got up. She had been sitting in her chair for hours and it was time to make dinner. Lamia sang a song while she was cooking.

Her sons James and Jack came in, together with Ellie and Mary when she was done. She turned around and smiled when she heard them come in. Ellie was holding Mary, who was sleeping. Lamia smiled when she saw that. James was looking at the table, almost drooling at the sight. Lamia sent him a warning look not to start without the rest. And Jack.. Jack was , weird enough, smiling really broadly. " What is making you so happy, Jack? I haven't seen you smile for a while. Not like that, at least". Jack laughed. " Well, neither have I seen you smile. At all. So I brought a guest, hoping to lighten your mood" he said.

Lamia knew that was true; lately she had been silent, lost in thoughts. After Greece, where she almost died destroying the Ordeen, her past was bothering her. She had told Tom, who had been shocked of course, what she was. She would never forget the hurt, pain and betrayal in her son's eyes. She hated the idea of hurting him, but had decided he had to know the truth. She had expected to die soon, making it even more urgent. But to her astonishment, she hadn't died. She had survived and destroyed the Ordeen. She had even been able to return to what she had called home for a very long time, to be with two of her sons for some time.

She had a lot of explaining to do when she came back, most of it concerning her new appearence. She had been forced to change her form to fight the Ordeen and when she had changed back, she had been young again. Tom even didn't recognize her for a minute when she had ran towards him and pulled him in an hug.

He had looked at her like she was crazy and she had to tell him she was his mother. Tom had been staring at her for a long time, until the point it actually got uncomfortable. When he realized it was really her, they had talked. Lamia had explained everything. How she had been an echantress, like the spook's bestiary said, and had fallen in love with Zeus only to be left alone when she needed him. She had never seen Tom that mad; he had literally screamed when she told him and explained if he would ever meet Zeus, he would kill him for being so evil and causing so much misery.

They had had a lot of time to talk during their ride home and it had solved a lot. She didn't need to keep secrets from Tom anymore. The only problem was, she couldn't tell her other children. So she had used some magic, even when she hated herself for doing so, on them. The spell made sure they didn't find it suspicious she was, well actually looked, so young. And it had worked well, the past months she had been home.

She smiled at Jack, who was looking at her and expected an answer. " A guest? Really? Well, I hope I've made enough for our guest". Jack laughed. " I believe you did. And I just know you will like our unexpected guest". He stepped aside, revealing their unexpected guest. Lamia immediately started to smile and ran towards him, hugging him. " Oh Tom, how great to see you! What a suprise" she said, delighted to see him.

Tom hugged her back, just as tight. When they finally pulled back, they smiled at each other. Tom gave her a small nod, still smiling. " I was near by, so I thought I could visit. I hope I do not come on an unfortunate time"? he asked, glancing at the table with food. Lamia laughed at his hungy expression. " You know you came at the perfect time. We were about to have dinner. Sit down, please" she said, already leading him towards the table.

They all sat down, enjoying the food. Tom told about the boggarts and ghasts he had been dealing with. Jack didn't even mind him being here and talking about his work, like he normally would. He just seemed to enjoy Tom's company.

Soon, it was time to go to bed, since they all had to get up early. Lamia gave James and Jack a kiss, whispering thank you to Jack. He smiled at her, relief clear in his eyes. " Glad I could help, mam. It's good to see you so happy". Lamia gave him another kiss. " All thanks to you. Well, go to sleep darling, I will go soon". Jack nodded before he walked, together with Ellie and Mary, upstairs.

Lamia turned and looked at Tom, who was still sitting on his chair, lost in thought. She walked towards him, sitting down next to him. She lay an hand on his shoulder, making him jump in suprise. " Anything wrong sweetheart"? she asked, worried. He shook his head. " Not really mam. It's just.. welll..". "Well what"? Lamia asked, curious. She wanted to know what was bothering him. Tom sighed. " Close to Mister Gregory's house, there has been spotted a weird, green light. People are too scared to get close and have asked me to help. But i've never heard of, so I kind of hoped-" " I would know something". Tom nodded. "Exactly. So do you mam"? Lamia shook her head. " Afraid not, Tom. Never heard of it. But if it makes you feel any better, we can take a look together. Tomorrow".

Tom looked at her and smiled. " That would be perfect. We can go together and discover the origin". Lamia smiled. " All right, so we are going there tomorrow. Do you want anything to drink or eat? Or are you tired and want to go to bed"?. Tom jawned. " Looks like I don't have much choice, do I? I will go to bed and see you in the morning, mom. Be free to stay here" he said, giving her a kiss on her cheek.

Lamia smiled and got up. " No, thank you. I rather go to my bed. But tomorrow, I will be ready". Tom smiled again. " I have no doubt whatsoever. Sleep well, mother" he said while giving her another kiss. And walked towards his own room, jawning.

The next morning, Tom and Lamia started their travel. It took them a few days, which gave them time to talk, to get to Chipenden. After a travel of three days, they arrived at Chipenden. They didn't waste any time and , after asking a few people the direction, walked towards the strange green light.

When they were close enough to see it, they both gasped. It was enormous. It looked a little like when the Ordeen had appeared in Greece, with strong winds and something that looked like lightning. Except it was green instead of blue.

Tom and Lamia exchanged a look before walking towards it, very carefully and slowly. When they got closer, they felt the wind pulling on their clothes. When the wind became stronger, Lamia understood. " TOM! GET AWAY"! Tom turned to her, the winds getting stronger and almost blowing him away. " WHAT"? he tried. " GET AWAY. IT'S TOO DANGEROUS, IT'S A- AAAAAAA"! Another strong wind suddenly pulled Lamia towards the hole in the sky.

She tried to escape, but wasn't strong enough. She saw Tom scream and ran towards her, trying to grab her hand. " NO! GET AWAY, SAVE YOURSELF" she screamed, desperate. But it was too late, they were both lost. They were flying in the air, unable to do anything about it.

Tom was close and looked at her, his green eyes full of fear and confusion. He tried to move towards her, to grab her hand. Lamia felt she was about to lose consciousness. The last thing she saw was Tom, screaming her name. After that, darkness.

When Lamia opened her eyes, she saw she lay on a bed, a few children sitting next to her. She groaned, looking around. One of the girls, with blond hair and piercing grey eyes, smiled at her. " Hey, you are awake. How do you feel"? Lamia got up, feeling a sharp pain in her head. " I have been better, but thank you for asking. Where is my son"? she asked, remembering Tom had been with her.

The girl frowned. " Your son"? Lamia sighed. " The man that came with me. Brown hair and green eyes? A year of fifteen"? The girl smiled. " Oh, Percy is with him. I expect him to awake soon. Drink this". The girl offered her a cup of something that looked like honey. Lamia frowned, but decided to drink it.

She took a careful sip while the girl stared at her with those piercing grey eyes. Her eyes shut open when she tasted it. It tasted delicious, even better than the best wine she had ever had. Eagerly, she drank it all. Only when the last drop was gone, she released the cup. " What is that? It's delicious" she told the girl, who laughed. She took the cup from Lamia and placed it on the table. " Nektar. The drink of the gods" she said( Yes, I know, only demigods and gods are supposed to drink it, but I decided she could too).

Lamia tensed. Drink of the gods? What did that mean? She decided to ask later. " All right. Sure. Where am I"? The girl slapped herself. " Vlakas! I'm so sorry. You're in camp half-blood. Welcome"! she said, smiling broadly.

Liked it? Hated it? Review and let me now:) I'm trying hard, but I have no idea how the people talked centuries ago, so I'm using modern language. Just imagine they are talking old-fashioned:) And with an accent!