Disclaimer: All characters belong to Rick Riordan. and most of the dialogue...

For those who don't remember, Zethes is the son of Boreas, at his ice palace in Quebec. I f you still don't remember... go read The Lost Hero!

See, it all started when I was patrolling our hotel with my oaf of a brother. He was just repeating words "Hockey!" and "Pizza!" over and over again. I swear that if he says it one more time, I will throw him off the roof. Of course, that won't hurt him because both of us can fly, but that will still give him a mighty fright.

I looked down at my sword and saw my own reflection. I had to admit, I was a looker. My awesomeness just leached out of me. I wondered why none of the girls I saw never looked at me twice. If I were a girl, I would be looking at me 24/7. I brushed my hand along my cool mullet. I didn't like the fact that my hair was white. It gave me an old look. But that was what comes with immortality, I guess. My father had turned me immortal because of my amazing deeds with Jason and the Argo, but it had its drawbacks. For instance, my sister, Khione froze me for a year, and still did not get in trouble with my father, because I was immortal and therefore, not harmed. I think she is a show-off, if there ever was one. She prided herself on her looks, but everyone knows that I am much more handsome. No one compared my brother, Cal, to me. Maybe because I was just way above his looks.

I brushed my mullet again, flattening any stray hairs.

Suddenly, my brother shouted, "Zethes!"

It is very sad, but my brother cannot say words with more than two syllables, including his own, so instead of asking for explanations, I looked up to where he was pointing.

I almost fell from the roof in shock. I saw a huge bird coming at us. As it came closer, I could see that it was a dragon. And it was made out of metal. I could smell the heat from here itself. We, Boreads are very sensitive to heat, so we can smell anything related to heat from a mile away. I was deciding whether to go there or strike it down from here itself. I knew that we didn't have a dragon in our flight plan today. And anything that wasn't in our flight plan or was an emergency had to be destroyed. My father was a bit soft, so he actually let people land if it was an emergency.

When it came closer, I could see three people sitting on it. Two boys and a girl. The girl...as soon as I saw her, my heart melted. My thoughts became incoherent and I couldn't think because I was looking at the prettiest girl I 've ever seen in my life. Her hair looked perfect, even better than mine. I rubbed my shoes getting rid of all traces of ice and undid three buttons from my shirt. Let her see my glorious chest, which I 'm sure is something that anyone would die for. I decided to go up to them before destroying them.

As I flew up to them, with my brother, I could see their eyes widening in surprise. The girl was looking slightly scared, but no worries, I could fix that. The boys looked at us in suspicion. I could see that they were scared of us. I felt bad about how I might have to destroy them, but maybe, I could spare the girl. She definitely looked better than the other ones in my statue collection.

We had taken out our swords because it was standard procedure. As we hovered in front of them, Cal spoke up, "No clearence."

I looked at him in surprise. That word was pretty advanced for him. He normally never said anything that sensible.

One of the boys, who was holding the reins of the dragons, looked at us quizzically, "'Scuse me?"

"You have no flight plan on file," I said in my amazing french accent. Because we lived in Quebec, our father had insisted on us speaking the native language. I tried learning french, but it was so hard that I gave up after five minutes. So, to appease father, I talked with a french accent. It was pretty good on my opinion, and a great way of getting girls. All of them loved guys with french accents.

This girl somehow didn't look that dazzled at my appearance, so I continued in my awesome accent, "This is restricted airspace."

"Destroy them?" asked Cal, smiling and showing his gap in his teeth. He had lost his front tooth after getting his with a hockey stick on his face. Of course, our father punished the offender, but Cal never got his teeth back.

The dragon began to steam and the other guy took out a sword. I was pondering whether to destroy them, (except the girl, of course) when the kid with the reins yelled, "Hold on! Let's have some manners here boys. Can I at least find out who has the honour of destroying me?"

"I 'm Cal!" introduced himself looking proud. It had taken him a whole year to get his name right, so I guess it was something to be proud about.

"That's short for Calais," I amended. "Sadly my brother cannot say word with more than two syllables-"

"Pizza, Hockey, Destroy!" Cal shouted again.

"-which includes his own name," I continued.

"I am Cal and this is Zethes! my brother!" Cal injected. I was getting annoyed at him for interrupting me again.

"Wow!" exclaimed the guy at the reins. "That was almost three sentences man! Way to go."

Cal grunted in pride. He actually thought that the kid had meant it.

"Stupid buffoon," I said. " They make fun of you. But no matter. I am Zethes, which is short for Zethes. I looked at the dazzling girl and said, " And the lady there." I winked my special wink which amazes all girls. " She can call me anything she likes." I was serious. She didn't even need to call me and I would answer. She coughed slightly, probably dazzled by my amazing wink full of hidden meanings. She could pick any and it would be fine. "Maybe she would like to have dinner with a famous demigod, before we must destroy you?" I hoped she would say yes.

"That's...a truly horrifying offer," she said. I smiled. She thought that I was a bad-boy type guy. That was alright with me.

"Thats fine with me," I said, lifting my eyebrow to give her a seductive look. I hadn't gotten the hang of it yet, so both my eyebrows just wiggled up and down.

"We are very romantic people, we Boreads." I continued, unfazed. I was beginning to think that she looked completely awed by me. I just have that effect on people. I was thinking about where I would keep her, in my collection, when the other guy interrupted my train of thought.

"Boreads?" he questioned. "Do you mean like, the sons of Boreas?"

Ah, at last someone who knew us. " So, you've heard of us!" I said, looking pleased. Most of the people would just look blank when I introduced myself as a Boread.

"We are our father's gatekeepers." I t was a horrible term, but that was how our father told us to introduce ourselves. I would have preferred, the Awesome Protector, or the Amazing Guard, but well...

The boy looked blank so I clarified, " So, you understand, we cannot have unauthorized people flying in his airspace on creaky dragons scaring the silly mortal people." I pointed below to show that the mortal were indeed looking at the dragon in fear and confusion. "Which is sadly why, unless this is an emergency landing," I said, brushing the hair off my face the way I had seen some supermodels do, " we will have to destroy you painfully." Well, not the girl, probably. I stared at her trying to catch her eye. She kept looking down at the mortals for some reason.

"Destroy!" exclaimed Cal again. I could see where he got his enthusiasm from. We didn't get a lot of people here and it got a little boring, so a chance to destroy things was fun.

" Wait!" the girl said. " This is an emergency landing." I looked at her and this time, she didn't avoid my eye. I was right, she was amazed by my amazingness.

Cal went "Awwww!" because he just lost his chance to have some good entertainment. I didn't want to destroy the girl, so I asked, "How does the pretty girl decide it is an emergency, then?"

"We have to see Boreas. I t's totally urgent! Please?" she said, giving me a coy smile. I believed her. Somehow, everything she said began to make sense to me. I picked at my shirt, making sure it was wide enought so that my chest was visible. "Well...I hate to disappoint a lovely lady, but you see, my sister, she would have an avalanche if we allowed you-" It was true. Last time I brought someone in that she didn't want to see, she almost buried the whole town in snow.

"Our dragon is malfunctioning," the girl added. "It could crash any minute!"

I looked at the dragon and saw it spilling gunk out of its ear. All of it fell onto a black Mercedes below.

"No destroy?" asked Cal sadly.

I pondered. The girl was telling the truth. I completely believed her and I was not the most easiest person to convince, believe me. Also, maybe, if I let them come, I could persuade my father to let her stay with me. As an ice statue, of course.

I looked at her and winked my special wink, again. I could see that she nearly fainted because of my amazing charm. I decided. " Well, you are pretty, I mean you are right. A malfunctioning dragon- this could be an emergency." Father had said, let anyone land in an emergency, so this should work.

"It will take some explaining." I continued. I hoped that I could convince Khione, along with my father. She usually saw right through me. "Father has not been kind to visitors lately," I said, remembering the last demigod, who was now an ice statue in my father's room. "But, yes, faulty dragon people. Follow us." Saying that, Cal and I headed back to the hotel with them behind us.

How was it? I tried to get Zethes' way of thinking as much as I could. I will post the second chapter as soon as I can... I f you have any suggestion of any other POV from which I could write,...tell me... I try to write them... Characters from Heroes of Olympus and Percy Jackson and the Olympians series only!

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