DISCLAIMER: I don't own Percy Jackson. I, obviously, don't own the gods/goddesses, either. BUT I do own my characters

FULL SUMMARY: Six children, four girls and two boys, have found their ways to camp. It is obvious that they aren't like the other campers- they possess abilities that either have never been seen or that haven't been seen for a long time. These children realize that they are alone but that their parents do want them. That's why they must save them from destroying themselves in a war of the gods. Weapons have gone missing. Gods have been attacked and past lovers have been murdered. There are plenty of things still left to do, like choose between choosing sides or stopping the war, or keeping themselves alive, but this group of children must first ban together on a nearly impossible quest. And, just when it feels like the whole world is against them or losing faith in them, they finally realize that they truly aren't alone.

Epilogue

Rebecca Calitas- who much rather prefers being called Becca- was born March 21 in the year 2000. Her dark, curly brown hair never matched her mother and father's, but then again, neither did her illuminous silver eyes. Her parents, both blonde and hazel eyed people, weren't actually her parents. They had adopted her from an adoption agency when she was a three year old toddler. Ever since then, Rebecca had grown into a beautiful young girl who often took late night walks in the wooded areas around her home. Of course this had scared her parents half to death, but after months of begging, they'd let her take archery. She was a natural at it, and because of this, she always took her bow and arrows with her at night. This did help a little by making her parents, Holly and Brandon Calitas, a little more self assured about her walks. On her walks, Rebecca would often stop at the stream in the woods and stare at herself. She never saw her own beauty and was assured that no boy had seen it, either.

The reasons she believed this was because she only had one male friend, well actually he was her only friend, and he was cripple. He had a problem with his legs, one that made him walk on crutches. Rebecca did envy him for getting out of gym so easily, though. Her friend, Route, often stayed by her side at school, and always watched over her. Some times, he'd even try pushing her to talk to other people. Really, it was one boy in particular. He was a grade ahead of Rebecca, making him a freshmen, and was very quiet around everyone but Route. Route wasn't even the only thing the two children had in common. They were both shy, good looking, easily looked over and most importantly, demigods. However, neither Rebecca nor Ricardo had ever been told.

Ricardo Garcia, a tall mysterious Hispanic boy, was born January 2 of 1999. He didn't have many friends, the only one being Route, and was alone in growing up. He, too, was adopted into a family. The family who adopted him were blonde and blue eyed, and often very rude. They'd leave him alone to himself for most night, choosing instead to rent out a cheap and sleazy motel room. They rarely financed him, which forced him to get a job mowing the grass. They'd often make jokes about it to him, which he ignored. He had known for a long time that they weren't his real parents- what white people with blonde hair and blue eyes could give birth to a full Latino with black hair and brown eyes? None. Ricardo, or Rico, wasn't even sure he was fully Latino, but he liked to believe he was. It was the only thing in his life that made sense.

That and the fact that he'd probably never pass ninth grade thanks to his AdHd. He had Route help him with his studies most time, though, and it was slowly bringing up his grade. He often saw Route talking with Rebecca and he even wanted to approach and talk with them, but something always stopped him. Something always, literally, whispered in his head that it wasn't the time and to be patient. Ricardo never knew how long he'd have to wait, that girl was just like him and would probably love another friend, but something was holding him back. He would soon find out who, why and when he'd finally get to make a new friend. Luckily, that time was today, the last day of school.

Liam and Lexi Jones, twins, were born December 6 of 1999. Their brown hair and green eyes resembled their shy, very afraid mother but they did not resemble their abusive step fathers. These kids, though they've gone to a high class prep school since they were ten, weren't living that kind of life at home. Their step father would often try to beat them, but their mother would always protect them and take the beatings for them. This made her sad and scared and pretty much to the point where she refused to talk to anyone- even her own children. They only had one friend, Kalvin, a boy with the same condition as Route. Though these kids and Rebecca and Ricardo went to different schools, Route and Kalvin knew each other. In fact, they went way back.

Liam and Lexi were, as far as they knew it, Kalvin's only friends, though. He was always around them, always wanting to be in the loop. He often stayed at their home, which stopped the beatings for those nights. He even helped them out with their problems, though Liam and Lexi had never told Kalvin of what was happening to them when he wasn't there. He always looked at them with such devotion and loyalty, surely that would be taken away if he knew about the issues of their home, right?

Madison Cater, or Maddie as she's known by her friends, is a different case. She was born January 5 of 2000. She has blonde hair and very bright blue eyes like her mother. Her mother is all she's ever known in her life. She never had a male figure around in her life, so she was never a daddy's girl. She used gymnastics, dance and cheer to take her mind off those things. Being an amazing tumbler, dancer and flyer didn't always feel the empty void she had in her heart, though. Her mom would often tell her that her dad loved her and that he'd be there to get her one day. She'd always think well, where is he now? Her two best friends, Isabelle and Spring, were often there for her when she talked about things like this.

Isabelle Reynolds, or Izzy, was born January 10, 2000. She has chocolate brown hair and sea green eyes. She is often cast in the shadow of her older brother, Samuel, and her older sister, Jane. She looked nothing like them, with their black hair and brown eyes, like her mother, and definitely didn't have their brains. They were always getting prizes for being smart, and here she was with dyslexia and AdHd, like her friend Madison. Madison and her would often study before Isabelle has swim practice or they had cheer practice. Madison seemed to be the only real person, besides Spring, that was there for her. Because of this, Isabelle felt alone most times.

She wasn't alone, none of the kids were alone. They never were. They all had one big thing in common with them- they should have never been born.