Edit, Aug. 31: Hi guys, NoTearsFalling here. I took down the story and reposted the first chapter because it was glitching and saying that no one had viewed it even though there was a review. Anyway, if you like it, please review/follow/favorite!

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NoTearsFalling: Hi guys! This is a new story by me! But wait, there's more. It's not only me. I'm coauthoring with Trevor607. (He's an amazing author, let me just say that.) This new story by us includes our OC's that we have created. My OC's name is Aria, and Trevor's OC is named... well, Trevor. I hope you guys enjoy the first chapter. :D Also, this first chapter was written my me. (Trevor and I will switch between writing the chapters.)

Trevor607: Hey guys, Trevor here. I'm also helping with this new story, being co-authored by both me and NoTearsFalling. We hope you enjoy this first chapter, and make sure to review to tell us what you think.

Disclaimer: We don't own PJO. (Pity, ain't it?)

Trevor sighed as he ran a hand through his black, windswept hair. Being one of the generals of Gaea' demigod/monster army was trying. He constantly had to read and approve reports that came in from the demigods that patrolled the area. The most interesting thing that had happened in the past two months was when one of the demigods had fallen into the creek. That and when some random pizza man got lost in the area. Why there was a pizza man in the middle of Ancient Greek ruins was a mystery to Trevor.

Once again Trevor sighed. Two years of paperwork, and the most thanks he had gotten from Gaea was a sleepy, creepy smile. Trevor shivered. Gaea's smile was colder than his mother's, and that was saying something. Thinking of his mother brought a rare smile to Trevor's face. His mother was Khione, goddess of snow, and she was the best woman that he knew. Many people considered Khione to be, well, cold. Despite common belief, however, if she cared for someone, then she cared for them deeply. At first glance Trevor, like his mother, appeared to be cold and distant in demeanor, but they had a special bond that could melt their ice and leaves normal loving mother and son. Of course, no one cared to notice the fact that they were more than cold and cruel people.

Suddenly, there was knock on Trevor's bedroom door. He raised an eyebrow at that. Who would be bothering him at this hour? Yes, it was only mid-afternoon, but his mother and grandfather were on business, and no one from Camp Gaea was brave enough to visit him at his grandfather's ice castle. Trevor cleared his throat, "Who's there?"

"Hey little nephew. It's me, the awesome Zethes." a cocky voice called from the hallway.

Trevor frowned. He didn't have the best relationship with his mother's two brothers. He thought they were idiots disguised as gods, and they were just afraid of him because he was so much like his mother. "You have my permission to enter."

Zethes opened the door, "There there. Miss me?"

"No." Trevor replied bluntly, "Now, is there a reason for your presence?"

Zethes rubbed the back of his head, "Dude, you're just as formal as Khione. Cut it out." Trevor stared at him with his icy blue eyes until he threw his hands in the air. "Okay, yes! There is a something. Morpheus had joined us in the war."

"And I care why…?" Trevor trailed off, not really seeing the point.

"Apparently, Morpheus is sending us some kind of aid in this war besides his own self. We don't know what it is yet though. Your mother wants you to be there to meet it."

Trevor odded absentmindedly as he thought of the possibilities. Was it magic or power? No, Morpheus was not a magical deity, and although he was powerful, he was the only one who could use his powers. Was it a demigod? Trevor ruled out that possibility too. As far as he knew, Morpheus had yet to have a demigod child in this age. As for others, what would he need with another child of the gods? That left one more option in Trevor's mind, a weapon. He shook his head. Even that idea seemed impossible. What weapon could that god of dreams have that they didn't already have?

"Nephew?" Zethes broke Trevor out of his thoughts, "We really need to get to camp."

Trevor nodded as he stood up from his desk, "Let's go."

Footsteps pounded against the ground, and ragged breathing could be heard as a Aria raced along an alley. Her heart was beating wildly as she heard the shouts echoing against the walls. The sunset had set hours ago leaving the alley dark and cold. Aria muffled a scream as her long dark hair flew in front of her face and caused her to trip on a can that was lying in the middle of the alley. She stumbled to her feet and kept running, ignoring the pain in her ankle. Ambrosia could fix that later.

Suddenly, Aria came to a wall and stopped, casting her dark blue eyes right and left, trying to find a way to escape, but it was a dead end.

"Hey guys, I found her!" a voice called. Aria turned to see a gang of kids slowly surrounding her. She lept between two of the kids, trying to escape. It didn't work. As they surrounded her, Aria only had just enough time sent a prayer to her father. Suddenly, there was a flash of light before one of the kids whacked her on top of the head with something heavy. Aria's last thought was that she hoped that the light was someone coming to save her, and then all she saw was darkness.

Trevor straightened his black furred jacket as he entered Camp Gaea. Camp Gaea was a camp that Gaea had set up for her army to stay and train at. Trevor had seen both the Roman and the Greek camp during his past travels and had come to the conclusion that Camp Gaea was better than both camps combined. For the most part, it was a very orderly camp, but the residents there were very happy and had fun pranking each other and whatever else they did for fun. Granted, there was the occasional fight when two monsters or demigods didn't see eye to eye, but those were quickly put to an end by the camp leaders.

Camp Gaea was different than the other demigod camps. While it still held the famous rule of "most powerful demigods are automatically camp leaders", it was slightly different. Camp Gaea didn't have powerful children of the Big Three to lead camp. Instead, the leaders consisted of the most powerful demigods, monsters, and the one or two demi-titans that roamed around camp. Trevor was one of these leaders and was very respected for it. All though most people feared him more than they respected him. Something about being the son of the goddess of snow quite literally sent shivers down their spines.

As Trevor passed the camp store with Zethes in tow, he yelled at a two children of Hermes that were there, "Mika, Sydney, you are supposed to be guarding the store, not stealing from it!"

The two mentioned kids turned to him. They might have stuck out their tongues at a normal person upon hearing that, but seeing as he was a camp leader, they settled for pouting and running away with the loot that they had. Trevor shook his head in annoyance. Whoever had made the decision to have children of the god of thieves guard a store was a complete idiot. Although in Trevor's opinion, there were quite alot of idiots at this camp. Now, if he was in full control, he would have sent them all away and gotten better troops. Sadly though, they didn't have very many options for this war. In fact, they were lucky to have two children of Hermes seeing as he wasn't on there side for this war. Unlike the war with Kronos, most demigods and gods were siding with the Olympians this time.

"Hey Trevor, we're almost there." Zethes spoke pointing ahead of them.

Trevor held his hand up to his eyes to block out the sun as he tried to see what was there. It was useless. The sun was just too bright to see anything past a few yards. Trevor spared a glance at Zethes, "Do you see anything?"

Zethes shook his head, "In this light? Naw, we'll see when we get closer."

Trevor was not usually one to get excited about trifle things, but he couldn't help the giddy feeling that came up in his chest as he walked. After all, whatever this was couldn't be any more boring than watching two monsters fight over a sword that they didn't even know how to use. Trevor would never admit it, but he walked a little fast than normal and almost broke out in a run. He didn't though. He had a reputation to keep.

Suddenly, Trevor could see it. Well, it wasn't an it really. What Trevor saw was a whom. As Trevor came up the slight incline and into the shade, he could see a girl lying on the ground right at the base of a small tree that marked the entrance to camp.

As Zethes walked up beside Trevor, he whistled, "Wow, she's hot."

Then, the girl opened her eyes.

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NoTearsFalling: Hey guys, it's me again. Please tell us if you like it. :D

~NoTearsFalling & Trevor607