So this one is thankfully a bit longer. I was rushing at the end of the last one. So sorry of that!

What have I been doing lately instead of writing you ask? Well it was like three days ago when I came across this story on here: Children of Loss by XTheSonofHadesX and let me tell you, I was up sorta like eh at the beginning, "Let's give this a try," but then 4am rolled around and I had only finished the first 10 chapters. Either way, it's amazing story, I've read everything posted for that story so far. Not your normal Percy/Nico fluff, it's much more...real. Anyways, now I got that over with...

I have tomorrow off school so maybe if you're lucky you'll get another chapter c: Also please leave reviews on how you liked it (or didn't, but nothing too harsh please) so I know if I should even continue.

Headcanon #236 (by partdemigod)

Percy and Annabeth never told their child about the demigod life. They kept it a secret, until their daughter rediscovered Riptide, their camp necklaces and a picture of the Argo II.

"When are we gonna tell her?"

"Maybe we shouldn't. Not until she's older and is more at risk at least. We don't want her worrying over nothing."

"I guess. That way she could almost live a normal life."

"Exactly. So we'll wait."

"Yes, I think that's best. Maybe we should ask the others for their opinions..."

Hushed voices could be heard to anyone directly outside the door. Except being as young as she was Marina, didn't understand what her parents were debating and wouldn't find out what it was for years to come. She pushed the door open and the voiced quieted.

"Momma?" Marina pulled herself up on her parents bed. She was met with her moms pale gray eyes, matching her own.

"Yes, princess?" Her mom replied, voice calm and soothing.

Marina relaxed once the voiced washed over her. She cuddled up to her mom, but looked clearly at her dad before continuing. "Spider." Her bottom lip quivered. She felt her mom tense but as soon as it appeared it left. Marina knew to tell her dad, her mom was a terrified of spiders as she was.

Her dad chucked to himself. "Yes, that does seem to be a problem, doesn't it?" The little girl nodded. "Don't worry darling, I'll take care of that for you." Her father got up and left the room. Marina stayed wrapped in her moms loving arms.

He returned a minute later. "The problems all taken care of now, Mar." Her dad said, using her nickname. "Let's get you off to bed." Marina followed her father out of her parents room, down the hall into her room.

Marina made sure to check that her dad had done his job properly. Sure enough, the spider on the wall was gone, nowhere to be seen. She crawled into her small blue bed before her dad tucked her in and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. "Goodnight Marina."

"Nighty daddy." The girl smiled as she drifted off to sleep, sucking on her thumb.

-XxX-

"Are you sure you're ok? That horse almost crushed you!"

"I'm fine mommy! I told it to watch out and to not hurt you either. See? We're both safe." Marina smiled at her mom trying to convince her that she was fine. The horse had reacted as if had understood her and was careful not to hit the young girl or her mother.

"I'm sure you did Mar. Thank you." Her mom smiled back at her, but Marina didn't miss the glance that her mother threw at her father. Worry and astonishment had quickly crossed her mothers face.

-XxX-

"Hey, Marina?" Marina heard her mom call out for her. She rushed into the kitchen to see her mom putting a bowl full of something on the table. Supper time.

"Yes mom?" The blonde six-year-old sat down in her spot at the table. Beside her father's place and across from her moms.

"I was gonna say-" Her mom stopped mid sentence. She was focused on the necklace her daughter had around her neck. "Where'd you find that?"

"Oh this?" Marina held up the beaded necklace strung around her neck. "In your closet, I was playing hide and seek with Mr. Teddy, so I hid in there. Then this thing fell on my head and I thought it was pretty. Especially this one that has the tree on it."

With no warning her mother came and took the object from her. She was silent for a moment before speaking. "It is pretty, isn't it?" She trailed off again, twirling the bead with the tree on it between her pointer finger and thumb. "Now why don't I put this back before your father gets home and wants to eat?"

"But I-" Marina tried but her mother had already left the dining room.

-XxX-

"Hey dad!"

"What do you need, sweetie?" Marina's father walked into the room to find his daughter surrounded by pictures, scattered everywhere. But there was one picture in particular that stood out; the one in Marina's hand. "Whatcha got there?" Her dad asked.

The now eight year old rotated the picture several times before deciding which way was up. "A picture." The girl said bluntly.

"Okay, well I got that much Mar. What is it a picture of?" her dad questioned.

"I'm not really sure. It's like a ship, but it's not in the water." Marina handed the picture to her dad for inspection. Her father took it and looked at it for several long seconds before handing it back to her.

"Yes, it seems to be just that..." He trailed off not wanting to continue. "Why don't you put that back where you found it and we'll go play outside like you wanted to earlier."

The girl tucked the photo back in a book and placed the book on the bookshelf. "Okay!" Marina followed her father out of the room, still leaving the rest of the photos everywhere.

-XxX-

"Marina, can you go grab a pen for me so I can sign this for you. You do still wanna go on this trip to the history museum?"

"Yes I do, dad! I don't know why you and mom are so worried. It's a field trip to a history museum and I'm twelve, nothing bad is going to happen!" Marina said her voice growing as she continued on.

"Mar, pen please." Her father reminded her.

"I know." She rolled her eyes, walking down the hall to her father's office. Walking to the room she stopped once she reached his desk and took the first pen she laid her eyes on to. She went to uncap the pen, but once she did she realized that it wasn't a pen she was holding. It had transformed to a sword. Marina stood where she was in shock. A million questions flooded her mind. The main one being: How was this even possible?

"What's taking you so-" Her father walked into his office, but stopped once he saw what she was holding. He called out, "Annabeth, dear, can you come here please?"

Marina could here her mother approaching. "What do you-" She trailed off as she saw what exactly Marina was holding. She glanced over at her husband, then back to her daughter. "I think we have something to talk about."

I figured that was a good enough place to end off. She's about to get "The Talk", no not that one, you pervert. The "You are a Demigod" talk. I'm still waiting for "The Talk." So I guess I'm not a demigod ;c Anyways, there you go :] With any luck there will be another one tomorrow for you c: