A/N- This story is based on an idea of Greyeyedowl98, but they did The Athena Cabin. I have done it for Zeus's children, the Cabin One Kids. This is after the oath is taken away, and the Big Three are allowed to have as many kids as they want- but what happens when Zeus's children show that they were born while the oath was on, and how willthey fit in?

AJ POV:

Morning. Finally. I had to stay up late last night while Alexandra was doing her training out on the common. Even though she's three years older than me, she's still my little sister at heart.

I yawn and sit up, looking around. The cabin has been totally rebuilt, now that there are so many of us here. The oath is over, and we're free to enjoy ourselves and train in peace. At night, each and every one of us comes back to the cabin, now in the shape of an eagle with the boys sleeping in the left wing and the girls in the right.

I rise to wake the others. My little brother, Andy, is now well-known to have a dagger inside his pillowcase. Chris won't be happy to be up, as the eldest of us all, and nearly through college. That leaves the Littles. Jayce, Kyle, and Constantine are nearly guaranteed to be willing enough to get up first, plus they won't hurt me too badly for it. I head over to six-year-old Kyle Carlos Guinn first, knowing that Chris and Andy will wake up if he jumps on them.

Kyle looks at me out of the corner of his eye as I pull the covers off of him. "Hey, Adam." Only my little brothers call me Adam. Only Chiron calls me Adam Jacob Santos, my real name. Everyone else just calls me AJ.

"Go get the other boys up, Kyle. I'll get the girls." As I go through the main room, the room with the statue, I think of who to wake first. Gina and Alexandra- better known as Ally- are both out, since they'd enlist the other to tear me to shreds. Lassie should be easy, since her real name, Amanda Nickole Santos, wakes her up in half a second, and she's my true little sister. She's on good terms with everyone else on her side of the cabin, so she's also very likely to be able to survive the early Saturday wake-up call, even if the others don't want to have to deal with her at eight A.M.

But even as I open the door, I realize that I'm a little late. Gina, the counselor, has woken Ally, who is in the process of waking up Elizabeth, trying to tear the book from her hands to get her to open her eyes. Gina looks at me, rolling her eyes in such a ridiculous fashion that I can't help but laugh. I shake my head as I climb the spiral staircase to where little Angel has made her own little paradise.

Angel is only four years old, but she's seen a lot. She came to Camp Half-Blood in a Boeing 747, guided by a demigod like myself- half god, half human. The plane crashed half a mile away from the beach on Christmas Eve, and Gina was determined to get the rescue done that night, but two of the kids, my little siblings Angel and Kyle, got back to the beach with Percy when he did the first scout in the freezing water. Kyle was having bad problems with autism at first, so everything was delayed until he was settled in the next morning. Gina understood his mind the best out of any of us, since she also has autism (even if it is a minor problem for her) and the other two kids were rescued the next morning.

Ever since then, she has been the one watching Kyle and Angel. She gave Angel her dagger, and Kyle got his sword from her, too. But for some reason, Angel only wakes up for me.

Angie POV:

"Little Angel, wake up. It's morning. Chocolate chip waffle time."

I can hear AJ, but I just don't want to have to wake up right now, due to the fact that he just called me Angel. He knows that's my name, but he never calls me Angie. Never! That's what everyone else calls me. Lizzie, Ally, Lassie, Gina, Andy, Chris, Jayce, Kyle, and Constantine call me Angie. But does AJ? No. He never has. I'm just his little Angel.

"Come on, Angel. Wake up. Breakfast. Cookies. Hot chocolate. But only if you wake up."

The hot chocolate gets my attention, and I open my eyes. AJ is looking at me, and Chris must have snuck up on him, because he's standing in the back of my sky-and-safari themed room with his glasses on crooked like he just woke up.

"Hi, Chris!" I scream, and AJ jumps back and whips around.

"Chris!"

I giggle as the two of them draw their huge swords, bigger than me, and go down the stairs in the midst of a fight. As I run for the steps to scoot down, I can just glimpse Chris falling off of the bottom step, with AJ's sword at his throat. I jump down the last two steps to save time, then run into Gina's arms, draped with her blackish-brown hair, as Chris formally surrenders.

Gina POV:

"Hey, Angie. Are you finally awake?" I laugh as she plows into me.

"Yep, I sure am!" She giggles in that young way as I pick her up and bring her over to the dresser. I turn her to look in the mirror, and I see the bits of blue she has in her brownish-gray, thunderstorm eyes as she shakes her head, trying to tame the wild brown curls she's had since I first met her. I look over at Ally, who is in the process of curling the straighter parts of her wavy hair.

She just smiles. "Gina, you knew that she'd do that, right? She's just a kid!"

Just a kid. I'll never forget how many times Ally's said those words while I'm around. You see, I've got a lot of strange things about me- autism, second sight, and worst of all, mental photography. My life is so hard for anyone to understand, but the things I see- they're quite often impossible for me to understand. But no one knows, no one else besides Jameson, the kid from Cabin Seven that I've known since I was two years old.

"AJ said I could have hot chocolate and cookies for breakfast," Angie babbles as she lifts her arms so I can slip her pink-and-purple dress over her head.

I stop what I'm doing and turn around. "So is that how you wake her up, AJ? Taunting her with things she's guaranteed not to have any of that day?" I shake my head and help Angie down before grabbing jeans and a t-shirt for the day. Once I'm dressed, it'll be breakfast time, but I can't handle that yet. There's too much in my mind to sort through right now, and my blue eyes dart around, oblivious to the fact that I can see without them.