This is the story in which the demigods' kids go back in time. I've changed the ages, so the older ones are seventeen and the younger either three to four months after fifteen or (in Andromeda and Cassandra's case) almost sixteen. The list of demigods' names and ages are:

Christopher (17 3/4), Andromeda (15 1/2) and Cassandra (15 1/2) Jackson – Percy and Annabeth

Bianca (16 1/4), Alexander (16 1/4) and Selene (13 1/4) di Angelo – Nico and Thalia

Aeneas (17 1/2) and Penelope (14) Grace – Jason and Piper

Lysandra (15 1/4) and Felix (14 1/4) Valdez – Leo and Reyna

Hadrian (16) and Roxanne (14) Zhang – Frank and Hazel

Theodore (15 1/4) and Cyrus (15 1/4) Stoll – Travis and Katie

Anastasia (16 1/4) Solace – Will and Nyssa

Leon (17 1/2) Rodriguez – Chris and Clarisse

That's the kids done, and next chapter (or maybe this one, if I don't want to leave a cliffy) you'll come to know who's dating whom. Also, Thalia has become the official representative of the Artemis cabin.

Set one month after the Giant War

Percy's POV

'Oh, Annabeth, how will we survive the nightmares?' I whispered into my girlfriend's hair as she sat, shivering, on my bed in the Poseidon cabin, in the dead of the night. Actually, it was dawn now, but it doesn't matter now. Annabeth had come running into my cabin at one o'clock at night.

This might be common knowledge now, but Annabeth and I had fallen into Tartarus. We hadn't gotten out unscathed, either. I have several deep cuts on my face, as did Annabeth. We both had multiple bruises that had made our skin look black and blue. Annabeth fared slightly better than me, at least. My right arm and leg was shattered. Apollo, poor fellow, god, whatever, had to spend four hours mending them in a surgery. Annabeth had cracked three of her ribs and had a clean break in her left arm. I had one vertical slash on my back, and a horizontal one on my chest. Annabeth had a long diagonal slash which went from her lower chest to her abdomen. And, of course, we had minor cuts and multiple scars scaling the length of our arms and legs.

That had been one month ago. Now, my arm and leg was good enough so that I could practice standing and writing. Annabeth had to lie down for three days to heal her ribs and arm, and she was now able to fight when she promised not to over-exert herself. I'd start that in another month. I was going to stay at Camp, as it was summer, but Annabeth and I would go to my mom's place during the weekends. I was being forced to take baths all the time.

Our other physical injuries were healing fast, but Will and Apollo told me that however much they tried, scars will be left from the slashes on my back and chest.

Mentally, we were doing horribly; we were on the long road to healing, but we still had to deal with nightmares which went into excruciating detail about our time in Tartarus. We re-lived every moment we spent there again and again. It all went away when we were with each other, though. It was much better with Annabeth.

I looked down to see that Annabeth had fallen asleep. I lay her gently on the bed and lay down too. With her in my arms, I drifted into a nightmare-less sleep.

'Wake up, Seaweed Brain,' I heard a familiar voice whisper. 'It's seven, I have to go.'

My eyes snapped open. Annabeth, her blonde hair hanging down toward her left side, her grey eyes smiling, was looking at me. I quickly got up and led her to the door. She kissed me on the cheek and said, 'See you at breakfast.'

Then she put on her hat and ran to her cabin.

I could never bring myself up to saying anything when she said goodbye. She had started coming in every night. I sighed, changed into my Camp Half-Blood T-shirt and shorts, brushed my teeth, and headed out for breakfast.

Once I finished eating my blue pancakes with blue-berry milkshake, Chiron stood up and said, 'Will all head councilors of the major Olympian cabins and Nico, plus the Romans visiting go to the Camp's head-quarters once they finish breakfast, please? Pollux, Connor, no need for you to go. And Nyssa, Reyna, you should come too.'

Baffled, I followed all the people asked to go. The Romans visiting were Frank and Hazel. Jason and Reyna had shifted into Camp Half-Blood, leaving Frank and Hazel as the praetors. Jason and Thalia lived in the Zeus cabin now, but Thalia had been appointed Artemis' representative. She became joint head with Jason of the Zeus cabin whenever Stella (the new Lieutenant of the Hunters) and the other Hunters came to visit, which was often now, like, once in the summer for a week. Reyna lived in the Ares cabin.

I sat at the right of the head, where Chiron stood, with Annabeth on my right, Jason across. Next to Jason sat Piper with Leo on her other side. Reyna sat next to Annabeth. Thalia was next to Reyna, sitting with Nico, Reyna across from Leo and Travis and Katie sat across from Thalia and Nico. Frank, Hazel, Will and Nyssa sat next to Thalia, while Chris and Clarisse brought up the rear by sitting next to Travis and Katie.

We were all discussing why we had to be brought here for five minutes, when Chiron trotted in. He looked extremely worried. 'Now, children, I have asked you all to come because some people stumbled here last night. They are – ah, related to you. This is why you have come.'

He had placed delicate stress on related, and left us wondering what was so special about these people. Chiron went out and returned two minutes later with a group of sixteen (being informed of that with a quick head-count), eight boys, and eight girls. They looked to be about the same age.

Still wondering their speciality, I looked them over with a critical eye. Even though there were two children of Zeus present in the Camp, they acknowledged me as leader, apparently because they had known me as me for two summers more than Thalia. And, according to them, I was the one who led them into battle against Kronos. So the responsibility fell to me to see if they were a threat.

My eyes widened as I observed all the kids keenly. They looked so similar to all the people in the room! I sighed, and I felt thirteen people looking at me, waiting for my verdict.

The only thing that came out of my mouth, as I put together all the pieces, was, 'Chiron, are they from the future?'

(This would be the perfect place for me to stop for a cliffy, but I won't put you through the torture)

I heard gasps all around me as they examined the kids closely. They all seemed to be in their teenage years. Chiron gave a grim nod. This one small gesture acquired a far larger reaction. Everybody burst into questions. The most common questions were, 'Are you our kids?' and 'From how many years into the future are you from?'

I banged my hands on the ping-pong table and shot up from my seat. Everyone immediately fell quiet. I advanced towards Chiron and hissed, 'Have you checked if they are who they say they are?'

He frowned. 'No, I didn't, because they told me all their parents' names and how many years into the future they were from, and they looked enough like you for me to believe them.'

'So they are our children, then?' I asked. Chiron nodded. I whirled to face the future-teens. 'Oldest one, come forward,' I ordered. Everyone looked at one another, and then shoved a tall boy, about a year older than me and an inch or two shorter (Hey, I shot up after the war! I'm now taller than Jason, some 6'2). He had tousled blonde hair with few black streaks, a tiny grey one, deep tan and calm grey eyes.

'State your full name, age and parents,' I said roughly. He coughed and said, 'Christopher Jackson, known as Christ (pronounced as krist), son of Percy and Annabeth Jackson, seventeen, close to eighteen years of age.'

I jerked back, gob smacked. This boy was my son. Shaking off all emotions, I said, 'I will ask you two questions, one from the Titan War, one from the Giant War. Answer them truthfully.'

Christ nodded hastily. 'Who were the spy and her boyfriend? How did the boyfriend die?'

Christ gulped and said, 'The spy had been Silena Beauregard. Her boyfriend, Charles Beckendorf, had been killed when he and you had gone to destroy the Princess Andromeda. He kinda blew himself up.'

One girl hid her face and another girl rubbed the first one's back, smirking slightly.

'Second question: Name the number and names of the people on the Argo II who were possessed by eidolons,' I said.

Christ smiled and said, 'Three people on the Argo II had been possessed by eidolons: Dad, you, and Uncles Jason and Leo were the victims.'

I smiled my warm smile, letting my protective façade drop, and said, 'Both answers are correct. Welcome to the past.'

Whew! I wrote this whole chapter in, like, an hour. My fingers hurt from typing. I will post the next chapter in a week's time. See you then!

Yours truly,

Stella

Edited: 18/4/13

Edited: 12/9/13