Prophecy – One with lightning in his eyes, she with sea in her blood, and he of Death and Darkness, will sacrifice the Drevak, and will be the downfall of Titans or Gods.

Friend's names are Matt and Pearl.

Holo – robotic hologram machine; used for training half-bloods; incredibly realistic, you can get hurt or even killed, very dangerous.

I waded through the battlefield, knee deep in charred and burned bodies, with one hand on Ashke and the other raised to the sky. I swayed from exhaustion, but I couldn't stop now! I was so close to killing (or whatever happened to gods and titans, since they couldn't die) Kronos! I summoned the last of my strength and . . . fell to my knees, exhausted. I waited for the blinding flash that would rip the Titan lord to shreds. But only a weak thread of lightning crept down. Kronos chuckled cruelly, reached up, and tore the thread of light down. He advanced on me. I managed to heave myself to my feet, but could barely raise my blade. I closed my eyes and waited for Hades to claim me.

Whoosh! The world around me went black. I turned around and faced Matt.

"Nice timing," I commented.

"Nice fight practice you had there." Matt retorted. "What were you thinking? Its 3:00 in the morning! If I hadn't been watching, you would have died, David! I was wondering where you were, so I woke Pearl up. She was worried sick! I mean that literally! She was the one who managed to shut Holo down! Without her, you would have died!!!" Matt can get very hysterical over the littlest things, like me doing some training unsupervised.

"It was just a little practice–" I was cut off by a shriek by Matt.

"Just a little practice! My god!"

"Cut him some slack, he didn't get killed. Yet." A female voice said from the door. Pearl walked in. I found myself admiring the fluid grace in which she moved. Matt started as she walked in. Pearl was a councilor representing the demigods at Mount Olympus. She wouldn't usually associate with us normal half-bloods. She had been named Pearl for her hair, which was so blond as to be nearly white, which was odd for a child of Hades.

"Come on. Henshaw's called a meeting. He wants you to be there