5/12/2015: Hey guys. I know I promised to update Blood of a Generation so I did. I was going to write a new chapter but I looked back and realised how terrible the prologue was so I thought I'd expand it a little more. Sorry. Just indulge me a little, my brain goes all pedantic sometimes.

The next update for this will be either SoaH or a new chapter for this, i promise.

Athena's wisdom to you.
Athena'sPride95

Prologue: Looking back on it . . .

Old house, Upstate New York; August 12th 2055, 11:35pm

"Oh I'll burn it all baby to keep you with me,
devastation greater than the war of 2023. . ."
"Tiberius shut that thing up," the teenage girl at the head of the trio of Demigods whispered furiously "we have no idea what could be lurking in here"
"Aww come on Nova" chided her friend, another girl "leave him be, we all know this is a bum quest"
"Forgive me for not standing at ease Electra, the Overseer wouldn't have sent us if the threat wasn't here"
"Well forgive me for not having a fucking ball, being made to wander round this very large, very empty house with little explanation. There's nothing here" she grumped. A few steps later she turned to the boy behind. "Actually you know what? Turn it off" the boy looked up from the screen of his wrist mounted computer.
"I thought you were on my side?" he demanded but muted the music anyway.
"I told her not to crap herself over making noise when there is nothing here" Electra pointed out "I'm telling you to turn that shit off because it's pissing me off."
"Suit yourself, just don't expect me to help you with your next history paper"
"Oh come on T. I'm only messing. I'm just not in the mood right now" she turned back to the Nova as she opened a door and they crept through into the next room. "What did she even tell you anyway? You didn't even see the Oracle before we left"
"Not much, she just said that she wanted it kept off the record, apparently she . . ." She stopped abruptly at sound from somewhere else in the house "Did you hear that?"
"Yeah but it's probably nothing, just old stuff creaking" Electra said, unconcerned.
"Seriously, where do you think we are, the Glen Cove haunted house ride?"
"Oh fuck off Nova, this house is so old it's still got wooden furniture in it!"
"Expensive wooden furniture" Tiberius added, looking closely at a side table in the glow provided by his computer "this stuff is not old. Its custom made."
"Weird" Electra mumbled "think anyone still lives here?"
"Nothing for this address on the Hypernet residence directory" Tiberius said.
Nova grabbed his wrist "you're not online are you?"
"Relax, the shielding is active"
"Fine" she let him go and they continued on in awkward silence.

They made their way up the stairs and paused on the landing, listening for any signs of life.
"All quiet" Nova whispered, holding the door open she let her friends slip in past her. She followed them only to snap to a halt.
"Something's got me!" she gasped.
Her friends whipped around only for Electra to laugh "Hold on Princess, I got it" she stepped behind her friend and untangled her long white hair from the hat stand just inside the door. Nova stepped away blushing with embarrassment.
"And that" Electra said "is why I always keep my hair close cropped, and short styled" running one hand through her short boy cut "doesn't become a weakness in combat"
Nova was still embarrassed "I suppose there's a practical reason for it being electric blue as well?"
"Not all of us are born with cool hair snow angel" Electra shot back.
"I can't choose my parentage" Nova remarked dismissively. She glanced around "it's a bedroom. This is our best chance to find something." They hunted around the room but all they found was some old books, an antique radio/CD player (who even still uses CDs?), an old mp3 player with a flat battery and a wardrobe filled with only black clothing.
"Geez who owned this place? A funeral director?" Electra remarked closing the wardrobe. She turned and her foot caught on the antique rug. "Ahh!" She flung out an arm to break her fall and smacked against a writing desk. The impact caused a drawer to pop open.
"Be more careful" Nova hissed.
"Ok sorry. Geez" she mumbled. She stood, careful not to make any noise, and her eyes flicked to the drawer. Her daughter of Hermes impulses kicking in, she pulled it open completely. Inside was a stack of old looking books, journals.
"Uhh Nova what are we looking for again?"
"The overseer didn't say anything beyond information, just look for something out of place."
"Old journals good enough?" Electra asked, flipping through the pages, looking at the dates "the earliest entries in this are nearly fifty years old"
"Let me see that" Nova demanded, she snatched the journal, turning it over in her hand "they'll do. Let's leave before our good fortune wears thin"

Journals in hand they exited the bedroom and began back along the corridor.
"Why do suppose the Overseer wants these?" Tiberius asked.
"You know what she's like. Probably thinks it'll give us new insight into some mystery of the mythical world or some shit" Electra said "crabby old bitch."
"Do not speak that way about the Overseer" Nova ordered "she is the most respected Demigod of her generation!"
"Seriously Nova? Why are we taking these? Whoever wrote them is probably long dead. Why does she want them? Who's even are they?"
"They're mine" said a quiet voice. All three of them yelled in alarm. Standing right behind them was a young man dressed all in black. "I'd thank you to give them back" he said calmly "also, what are you doing in my house?" Electra didn't know why but she was instantly drawn to the man, feeling the urge to listen to his words and answer the question. She straightened and held out the journal.
"Sorry about that. We were sent here to look for something but I guess this isn't it."
"Sent here from Camp Half-Blood?" the young man asked, and there was a dangerous edge to his voice. His eyes seemed to flash with anger.
Red eyes? Electra wondered, only half awake all of a sudden.
"Yeah how'd you know?" she asked dreamily, not making the obvious connection.
"Watch out!" Nova exclaimed whipping out her weapon and shoving Electra behind her "he's a monster!"
"Someone paid attention in monster hunting 101" the man remarked with humour in his voice. Then suddenly he was gone, only to appear behind them again "what gave it away?"

"RUN!" Nova yelled and gave Electra a hard shove, dislodging her from her daze, and the three of them took off as fast as they could.
"What happened to me back there?" Electra asked confused.
"It has some sort of power" Nova explained matter-of-factly, without breaking stride "at a guess, hypnosis, probably used to seduce prey"
"Why didn't it effect you two?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Tiberius said, somehow managing to joke despite running for his life "I'm awesome and Nova is an icy hearted bitch. I don't think it's possible to seduce any of her family." They rushed down the stairs towards the entry way. As they drew near a shadowy figure blocked the door.
"How'd he get there so fast?" Tiberius exclaimed as they skidded to a halt. Electra looked back, at the top of the stairs stood another figure, the male.
"He didn't, there's two of them!" The unknown figure in the doorway grinned wickedly and fangs flashed in the moonlight filtering through a window.
Electra looked around desperately. "Crap" she sighed "follow me!" and she charged straight for the window. The others followed, not wishing to stay caught between two potentially deadly monsters. Electra took a flying leap at the window, shattering the glass, and rolling upright as the landed. The others scrambled out after her and the three of them ran. They didn't stop until they reached their car. Even then they dove inside and roared away as quickly as they could. From the window the two figures watched, embracing each other, as the Demigods fled.
"You let them go didn't you?"
"Maybe" said the young man "but I think we should go after them. I need to send someone the bill for our window."

After an hour of frantic driving the three Demigods pulled to the side of the road, relaxing at last now that they were surely out of harm's way.
"What in Hades was that?" Tiberius demanded, forcing his hands to unclench from around the steering console.
"I have no idea" Nova admitted "perhaps those journals we recovered will provide some insight?"
"Are you sure we should be reading them?" Electra asked.
"We have to now!" Tiberius exclaimed, swivelling the driver's seat to face the two of them "you've gotten me curious!"
"Fine." The three of them huddled together; they opened the first journal to the first entry and, with only a brief hesitation, began to read:

July 20th 2016

People change. I'm not being philosophical it's a simple fact of life. Whether they want to or not every single person changes, they grow up, they experience life, they get old blah, blah. Of course some of the most significant changes are those we make for the ones we love and that goes for me too. I've always liked to think that she loved me for me just the way I was, but I can't deny that I have changed over time too, tried to be less clueless and more of the man she deserved. I must have done something right because she's stuck with me despite all of the fights. And more than one attempt to kill each other. Of course some changes are unavoidable, usually the biological ones, whilst some come about as the result of the individuals, events and experiences in our lives. These are the ones that are the most drastic and most noticeable.

Gods I look melodramatic writing like this. But that's just something else I suppose. Since I started writing this journal, diary, whatever you want to call it I haven't changed that much. I've discovered more about myself and I've made choices that have left me both happy and hating my own guts. I wouldn't even have this journal but I decided to keep one. You know, in light of the biggest change of my entire existence. And I'll continue to write it for many, many, many years to come.

I've never really considered it properly until now, too many bad memories, but I suppose it would be a good idea to leave a complete account both for my own sake and so that anyone else who may get hold of this in years to come will know the truth. Though that may depend entirely on who acquires them.

Where to start? Well I guess the best place would be on my last quest; to Springfield Massachusetts. It was a simple enough thing, all of us knew the drill by then, satyr finds demigods, satyr scents monsters they can't deal with alone, satyr asks for help and we go in to help bring them back to camp alive. It was going well too, no problems getting there or finding the school or anything like that. Looking back on it I can think of a few things I would have done differently.

Then again maybe I wouldn't . . .