The moment in which you die is a moment you will never forget. It's the moment when past, present, and future collide into a story of your life.

You're first steps to your first kiss to your last birthday are shown in exquisite detail. It's a movie of your life, the good and the bad that got you all the way to this point. I think this is the happiest part of death, because as you watch this, you see how precious and beautiful your life actually was. It's only slightly melancholy when you realize you will never have that again, but alas, you must accept it.

Next, in the triple feature, is your present. You see what happens immediately surrounding your death: the tears of loved ones, your limp and lifeless body, and the world that continues on without you. This may seem like it would be the worst part, but it isn't because you see who you've touched and how your insignificant, but somehow-still-important life changed the world. Maybe not the whole world, but a small fraction.

The final and third portion is the future. You may say "How can you have a future in the mortal world when you're dead?" It shows you your biggest what-ifs: your career, your wedding, your kids, everything. Everything that you don't get because the fates cut the cord.

It's rather cruel how this is shown because this was almost all somewhat predetermined. You dying was up to three women who had some yarn and scissors. I would suggest not dwelling on this portion as it is far more excruciating than it sounds.

Why the all the talk surrounding death? Well because I decided to start with the end of my story. It would have to be the end if I were to die. Don't worry, it came as no surprise to me when it happened. It's funny how the mortals don't even know of the reality of the situation. They just thought a monster storm ripped through Middle America. No, sorry that was an ancient titan, Typhon, who decided to stretch his legs.

Regardless, mortals live to fight another day, or each other. I suspect you probably want to know who I am or rather who I was. I am Penelope Capewell. I'm an aquarius and enjoy long walks on the beach. But seriously, I do. I'm a daughter of Poseidon. 'Wait, wasn't there that thing where you're kinda not supposed to exist?' Yeah, there was, but that didn't happen. You may know of two other exceptions to this rule: Percy Jackson, my half-brother, and Thalia Grace, my cousin. Interestingly, my birthday and Thalia's birthday are the same. It seems the fates have some humor, or our fathers were just great with timing.

So how old does that make me? I am-was 20 years old. Almost 21. Never quite reached that great birthday, but I've had my fair share of drinks, so I wasn't really missing out there. So, the real question is 'Why did you have to die in order to save the world?' Shockingly, I am not more important than the entire world. I know, crazy thinking. Either way my death was imminent, why not save the world?

Frankly, this story starts when I was 12, but we're gonna skip ahead to the good part, which will be the beginning. Our beginning is set at Camp Half-Blood. It is a pretty cool place. Demigods live here without the fear of dying every five seconds. At camp, it's only every 10 seconds. Unfortunately, the part about chances of dying outside the camp wasn't really an exaggeration. Monsters hunt half-bloods because apparently we make for a well-balanced diet. Most don't make it to camp, but those that do, tend to enjoy it. I did. I had friends, but more like a family. I will never regret my time there and will probably miss camp the most.

I went on a short tangent there, but back to the story, so it begins the night my brother, Percy, arrived at camp. Up until that point I thought I was the only child of Poseidon. I was for the previous 17 years.

Yeah I was 17, but hold up, 'Wasn't there that prophecy that said you would end the world?' Well apparently that only applied to important demigods unlike myself. When I was 14, the Oracle decided to tell me that I wasn't the one the prophecy was talking about and that I should go scratch. Well, not in those words, but that is kinda how I took it. Not one of my brightest moments. Nevertheless, the world was still turning when I turned 16, though Zeus' blood pressure I'm sure was through the roof.

The night he arrived was a pretty slow night as most of the summer campers had moved in the weekend before. My 'job' at camp was 'New Camper Instructor'. I had been at the camp so long that they decided to give me a title. I was basically the 'guide' for campers during their first few weeks at camp.

It's funny to think back now, but my brother has the most perfect timing. It was because of him, and well I guess the Minotaur as well (does the rule about name still apply if I'm dead, probably not), that I was woken up at some godly hour. I wasn't woken up because he was my brother, he was not claimed yet, but because he was a new camper.

Why would I be the 'New Camper Instructor'? Because there was no one else in my cabin. All the other cabin heads have their own brothers and sisters to worry about while I was alone, so I guess that means I had all the free time in the world. It was also because I spent a great amount of time in the Hermes' cabin which is where new camper automatically go if they are unclaimed. Before you get nosy it was because my best friend as well as my boyfriend, Luke, was the head of the cabin. He was in charge of training, mostly in the arena.

Anyway, back to Percy. It was a stormy night outside the camp. It was rather loud. It was about 1 or 2 in the morning when Michael Yew came banging on my door. Everything was a blur until we reached the Big House where a couple of the older Hermes campers were carrying in Grover and another boy, who at the time I did not know to be Percy. I saw Chiron standing on the porch while they carried the two in. I walked up to him. He seemed rather awake. "What happened Chiron?" I asked.

"Grover was escorting a demigod, Percy Jackson, along with his mother when Pasiphaë's Son attacked them. Percy managed to defeat the beast, but his mother is missing. Grover has been in and out, but his mother was definitely with them as her car was found by the road."

"What is their condition?"

He looked worried. "I don't know. Lee and Elisa are in there with them. They are accessing them as we speak. Grover is mostly okay since he has been conscious for moments, but the next few days will be critical. Percy is unknown at the moment."

"Who is this Percy kid? He must be important if that was the monster that went after him."

Chiron seemed to agree with a small head shake. " I was at his school this year. That is why I was gone during the week. Grover had found him and expressed his concerns that he was more than just an average demigod."

"Chiron, are you telling me that he could be a child of the Big Three?"

" It is a possibility, but let's not get hasty."

"I think it is a rather big deal. It's the reason Thalia is dead. Need I remind you?"

This seemed to anger him and little, but he managed to keep his cool. "No, but there is no point labeling him early when he could be a son of another god/goddess."

I wasn't convinced. I knew Chiron had a pretty good idea of who Percy's godly parent was. I did not figure out his godly parent until a more reasonable time that day. I had gone back after the initial chaos to catch a couple more hours of sleep.

After I woke up the next day, I took a shower and got dressed before I headed to the Big House. It seemed that daily activities were still going on. I assumed that most of the campers were not aware of what happened the night before. I reached the Big House fairly quickly. I walked to the sunroom which was the infirmary. Annabeth was there sitting with Percy, who was out cold. Grover, however, was wide awake. "Hey Grover, Annabeth." I greeted at the doorway.

Grover looked up at me and smiled while Annabeth continued staring at Percy. "Hey Penelope! What a fine morning this is?" Grover said.

"Well, the morning after almost sudden death does usually seem that way. How is he?"

Annabeth was still staring at him, but said, "He's come to once or twice, but after some Ambrosia, he is usually out again."

"Ya know Annabeth, he won't disappear if you blink." Grover joked, " And you can come in, but only if-if you want to."

I stepped into the room, and that is when I got a better view of Percy. The similarities between the two of us were too numerous to discount. I knew from the moment I saw him that he was my brother. No doubt in my mind. There was something in me that just knew besides the obvious physical indicators. He had the same dark hair, green eyes, and 'poseidon'-look that I had. "Grover, I need to be prepared to help him and/or interrogate him. He could be the one." Annabeth said.

"Well considering Lee said give him a few days, that won't be happening anytime soon."

"I'm going to go start my day guys. I just wanted to stop in. I saw you guys last night, so I wanted to make sure everything was good."

In that moment, Annabeth looked up. "Why did they call you in?"

I shrugged my shoulders. " I don't know. Maybe because he is a new camper?"

I could see the wheels turning in her head, but she didn't say anything and just went back to staring at him. "See you later." I said exiting the room.

I still had to fulfill my daily duties, so I headed over to Arts & Crafts where I typically met my campers. Campers were usually under my wing for about 6 weeks. At this time I had 7. We usually got a lot in the beginning of the summer. My campers were Christopher Rodriguez, Castor and Pollux Strickland, Connor and Travis Stoll, Ethan Nakamura, and Sherman Young. Most them were 12 with a couple of younger ones. Sherman was the newest, but he was also claimed the fastest. He's a son of Ares. Ares often claims pretty fast. He likes people to know he gets around.

All of them were there as usual. "Alright, good morning guys. How was everyone's night?" I asked to the group.

"What happened last night? Connor Stoll asked.

I froze. I didn't know how much I was allowed to disclose, so I opted to play dumb. "What are you talking about?"

"You can't lie to us. Luke and Jake left in the middle of the night after Michael Yew frantically knocked on the door. He wasn't the quietest with the knocking." Travis added.

"Listen, all I can say is all campers involved are safe."

"Quite the political response." Ethan mumbled.

"Guys, come on. We have to go over your daily schedule before you run around like chickens without heads."

"We can read ourselves." Sherman said.

"Yes, but because of last night. Our typical schedule is different today. There's no history session with Chiron in the Big House today." They cheered, "I know you guys are disappointed, but next week, it'll be back. Anyway, 9-11am, you have winged horseback riding today as well as cleaning the stables. I don't want to hear complaints, because you guys haven't done it yet. Next, 11-12am, you have archery with Chiron and the Athena Cabin. It's doubled booked today, so be careful. 12-1pm, you have lunch. Eat well because 1-2pm, you are practicing climbing the wall. Jake will be there to explain everything. 2-3 pm, you have sparring with Luke in the Arena. Then after that you are free til 5 for dinner. It's 8:45 and you guys go to the stables. I will see you later. Enjoy your day."

They all got up and begrudgingly headed to the stables. Normally, they would be excited, but cleaning the stables was never any fun. "Who's puppy did you kill?" a voice said behind me.

I turned around and there was Luke, Luke Castellan.

I smirked. "Close, but worse. They have to clean the stables."

"Yikes. Well, I'm happy I don't have to do that anymore."

"So, what are you doing this morning?"

"Well, I'm free until 11 when I have to go to the arena with the Demeter Cabin. I've been instructed to greatly improve their sparring skills."

"That'll be fun. I mean that aren't that bad."

"They kinda are. They aren't good at up and close combat. They try and some of them are decent, but as a whole. Ehh."

"I'm sure you'll figure it out."

"So, what are you doing?" He smiled taking my hand.

" I was going to go canoeing on the lake with my boyfriend, but I haven't ask him."

"If he doesn't go, I will. Who would pass up time with you."

I slapped on this chest. "Stop. Flattery will get you everywhere. Let's go." I said as I started towards the lake. "You know you're lucky that you left my cabin when you did. Michael knocked about 10 minutes after you left."

"I know, as soon as I fell asleep in my bed, his banging woke me up."

"How were they when you carried them in?"

"Not good. I'm surprised Grover is awake. That kid is pretty skilled. He took that monster on with no training or back-up."

"I agree."

"It brings back bad memories, doesn't it?" he asked.

"Yeah, but I'm happy that it wasn't the same ending."

We grabbed the first canoe we saw and put it in the water. We made our way into the middle of the lake. "Are you still having nightmares?" I asked him when we stopped rowing.

He made a strange face, but quickly covered it with an award-winning smile. "Yeah, but I've been able to manage them. Sleeping next to you helps."

I blushed. "We can't always do that, especially after last night. We have to be more careful."

"What's the worst thing that happens?"

"Chiron finds out and we can never be in a cabin alone together again."

At the time, I didn't quite understand him, but later it made sense. He had mumbled, "He won't be our problem much longer."

"What?"

"You're right. We'll be more careful. I just really love you." He said looking up at me.

"I love you too."