Sorry, sorry. I should be working on my other fanfic but I had an idea for this that kept coming back to my head and I just had to start it… I'll try to write a chapter for each at the same time so then it'll be even. Okay, that's all. =)

We Find the Demigod We Least Need

Cameron

Ever hear the saying changes are good, that's why there are so many? Or how about today is a gift that's why it's called the present? Well if you're a demigod and just can't seem to get monsters off your trail, the sayings don't really apply. Yeah, changes do occur everyday. But when your life changes because you find out you're half god, it's not exactly a good change. More like terrifying or unbelievable. That's how it was when I found out. A few months ago my life changed more than I thought possible. Trust me; it was not a good change. I know, some of you are probably thinking Oh wow! It would be so cool to be part god! It's actually not cool getting run down by monsters everyday thank you very much. If you think that it would totally suck to be a demigod, well join the club! I found out when I was at a competition in New York. Yup, great time to find out you're half god!

Nico

Just seeing the pale face of Thalia Grace brought back cold memories. They washed over me like a tidal wave. I remember being ten when my sister Bianca, the family member who had raised me, died, risking her life for Percy Jackson and some other heroes. I wish she hadn't. I don't know why I ever got so mad at Percy for it. She had left me alone and pledged herself to the goddess Artemis, and became one of her hunters. I'd been mad at her for leaving me, and when she didn't come back from that quest, I had blamed Percy. But finally, her ghost had come to me explaining that it's a fatal flaw of mine to hold grudges. By the way, my dad is the god of the Underworld, Hades.

Anyway, just seeing Thalia back at camp brought back the awful memories of Bianca dying, only because Thalia had been there and she is also a hunter. Her spiky black hair was messy from the adventures she'd been on. Her electric blue eyes turned a piercing, but happy shade when Percy, Annabeth and I entered the dining pavilion to meet her.

"Thalia!" Annabeth cried as she went to embrace Thalia in a hug. Yuck, hugs. They stepped back from the embrace, both grinning like someone had just come back to life. Annabeth's curly blonde hair shone in the sunlight as she beckoned for Percy and me to join her and Thalia.

"What have you been up to?" Percy asked, sounding kind of uncomfortable. I knew that he and Thalia had their fights, but they usually got along just fine.

"Oh just stuff," Thalia grinned as she hugged Percy, "So, I've heard lots from everyone ha, Percy and Annabeth,"

Both Percy and Annabeth's faces turn red as Thalia bursts out into a fit of laughter, "Well it's about time!"

"Yeah, it is," I say, "Hey Thalia."

"Oh! Hi Nico," Thalia answers. I'm used to being not seen, having my dad being the god of darkness and such.

Just as I was about to comment with typical chat, Chiron trotted up to the dining pavilion, his shaggy beard finally trimmed. His dark eyes were tight with worry and his mouth in a grimace. His back legs had been broken during the fight to take down Kronos, and sadly the white stallion part of him still had a slight limp. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, I mean, it was his dad that threw him against that building.

He trotted right up to the pavilion, stopping where the crack I had brought to camp was still filling in. He glanced at everyone with his sharp focus and rested his dark brown eyes on my probably stunned face.

"Nico, we have a call from Grover," Chiron informed me. I'd been waiting to hear this for weeks. Grover had gone to a boarding school just east of San Francisco, waiting to inform me of any demigods that happened to wander into that area.

"How strong?" I asked, getting curious from the mask of worry on Chiron's usually ageless face.

"Extremely strong. In fact, Grover has told me he has never scented a half-blood so strong. Although, he has also said she looks almost exactly like the goddess Aphrodite herself," Chiron added the last part with a hint of confusion, which is not typically heard from our typical centaur.

"Come, you must hurry!" Chiron announces, making me almost wince at the power and horror in his voice.

"Well, it was good to see you for two seconds," Thalia grinned. Annabeth smiled at me encouragingly, but her stormy grey eyes told me she was trying not to be sympathetic. We've all gone through finding out we're demigods. We all know how hard it is to cope. Well, I actually thought it was pretty wicked at the time.

"How hard can it be? Just don't swallow her into the ground," Percy joked, making me crack up nervously.

Chiron pulled me up on to the white stallion part of him, which he hardly ever did. He trotted down through the grass, away from the dining pavilion. I looked back one more time, drinking in the golden sunset falling behind the lush forest. My friends waved at me their good-byes. I nodded at them, hopefully not as strained as I felt. As the sun dipped below the trees, the sky started turning to a dark, velvet purple, then fading into the midnight black. The constellations shone like a million gold drachmas in a fountain. The one that always caught my eye was the brilliant hunter of Artemis racing across the sky with her bow.

"So it's an Aphrodite kid?" I sigh. We've had so many of those demigods at camp lately, whom didn't really bother to do anything than look at their reflections and gossip.

Chiron shifted his shoulders, sounding uncomfortable, "Well she looks like a replica of Aphrodite, as Grover had said, but her scent is stronger than a regular half blood's. It's strange because—"

"Aphrodite doesn't have a strong scent," I finished for Chiron, barely making my voice reach over a whisper. I suddenly felt cold, as if someone had dumped a bucket of ice on my head. Unfortunately, I speak from experience.

"Exactly," Chiron mused, sounding more like his old self than before. Not a dead flat tone, but a tone with encouragement and power.

"What do you think it means?" I mutter to myself, quiet enough for Chiron not to hear.

Or at least I thought, "I don't know."

The way Chiron answered me was annoying me. He was hiding something from me, I could tell by the tone of his voice. I finally got why Percy was annoyed about Chiron hiding stuff from him. It was really annoying.

I didn't even realize we had reached the big house. It always looked the same; big, wooden, needing a new paint job. Although, the dark pain was peeling even more that night. I silently wondered when the last time they painted the big house was.

Argus was standing silently on the porch steps with his eye covered arms crossed. I'd once heard a rumor that Argus had an eye on his tongue, and so he remained silent. I didn't know if it was true, because as far as I'm concerned, he's never said a word. Anyway, Argus has eyes everywhere on his body so you can't really hide anything from him if you're close in view. His blonde air had grown longer and I couldn't help think that he looked like a surfer dude.

"Good luck Nico. May the gods be with you," Chiron smiles at me and adds and encouraging nod.

Argus led me over half blood hill. The Golden Fleece was shimmering in the moonlight on Thalia's pine tree. The grass around the tree was bursting with the shimmering color of emerald green. The pine tree was healthy and living, thanks to the Golden Fleece.

Argus led me down the luscious green grass, heading toward the white vans that will take me to the city. I hopped in the van and put my seatbelt on. Great, I thought, I'm about to meet one of the least important demigods ever.

Boy, I was wrong about that.