A/N: Just a stupid, random story I decided to start with Thalia because I was bored.

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Thalia Grace crouched low behind the dark bushes of the forest. Her eye was trained on the white deer.

The white deer.

The.

White.

Deer.

In one swift motion, she stood up, nocked the arrow, pulled back, and released, the sharp rope of her bow twang!ing against the polished wood.

The deer, like many other animals, mythological or not, decided it didn't want its head ended up mounted on a wall.

It successfully evaded Thalia's shot and darted away.

"Damn!" she yelled, almost throwing down her bow in frustration. It had been forever since she'd caught anything.

Artemis would expect better from her first lieutenant.

Thalia made do with kicking a tree harshly, muffling more curses.

After her childish fit, she rested herself on the tree, pressing her cheek against the cool bark in apology. Thalia was just glad a dryad or something hadn't been inside of this particular tree when she'd attacked it.

"Lieutenant?" Thalia turned around calmly, pushing back a lock of her jet-black hair, adjusting her headband that had gotten loose. Headband, not tiara.

"Yes, Phoebe?" she sighed, rubbing her head tiredly.

"It is Annabeth Chase, ma'am," Phoebe replied. By the grim set of her face, Thalia could tell something was wrong.

She quickly smoothed down her hair and straightened her disheveled clothes as they walked quickly back to the campsite.

Thalia was tense as she walked, muscles taut with uneasiness.

Artemis had gone for a couple of weeks for some sort of... vacation with her insufferable (yet undoubtedly good-looking) twin brother, Apollo.

Something about hunting down a Night Mare.

Had something... happen to her lady?

No... it couldn't be... Kronos?

As they entered the clearing of their campsite Thalia pushed her depressing thoughts into the back of her mind, smiling genuinely at her old friend.

"Annabeth, it's so good to see you," she greeted her, pulling the younger, blonde-haired daughter of Athena in a firm embrace.

"It's always nice to see you, too, Thalia," Annabeth replied, returning the hug half-heartedly.

"What brings you here?" Thailia asked abruptly, pulling Annabeth out at arm's length, peering into her stormy-gray eyes as if that would draw out her secrets. "Nothing bad, I hope."

"Well..." Annabeth looked serious. "I think you should sit down..."