The two places I felt completely comfortable staying at were Mount Olympus and Camp Half-Blood. Chiron greeted me Thalia's tree as Apollo dropped me off none to gently—his idea of dropping off being pushing me out of his chariot before he was even halfway to the ground shouting his usual phrase to me: "You'll bounce!" At least I wasn't afraid of heights.

"Did you hear?" I asked the centaur as he helped me from the position I had landed in. He nodded gravely and I raised an eyebrow. "Was I seriously the last to know?"

Chiron shook his head, a pitied look crossing his face. "I wouldn't know; Zeus sent Hermes to tell me sometime around midnight." I contemplated his words, vaguely remembering Hermes being at my meeting with Zeus. Was that before or after Chiron found out? "And I was also informed that he suspects you and Poseidon."

I winced and looked away. The sun was just above the horizon and I could almost imagine Apollo rocking out in his chariot. Campers were stirring in the valley below and I spotted my own cabin in the 'U' shape that matched the thrones. A young boy emerged from the entrance and I recognized his flop of dark hair. It was my son.

Chiron followed my gaze and sighed. "Shall we continue this in the Big House?"

I nod. "We might as well; I don't want to draw any attention to myself."

Dionysus was sitting on the porch, sipping a Diet Coke with a sour look on his face. When he caught sight of me he raised an eyebrow. I raised a hand in hello. "Hey, cuz."

"Why do you say that," he grumbled. "Don't think that because we are related as cousins that you can greet me like that."

"Oh don't get you panties in a wad."

Chiron gave me a warning look and I backed off. We had much bigger fish to fry. After all, we were in similar situations in which we were stuck with less than what we wanted.

"Perseus," Dionysus addressed me.

I rolled my eyes. "Percy." Perseus was a boyish name—I mean come on, how many girls do you hear have such a name? Percy wasn't much better, but it wasn't uncommon.

When I was younger-before I was a goddess-I was found by Spartans with nothing on me but my name. Even my memories had been wiped. By what, I'm not quite sure. They had raised me well enough, I would say.

"Perseus," Dionysus repeated, ignoring my correction, "why are you here?"

"Why would you want to know?"

Dionysus sighed. "It's a simple question, Perseus, why must you be difficult about it?"

"I'm here to show off my exceptional archery skills," I said, sticking out my tongue. It was my job to be difficult. It was also my job to create natural disasters, but that didn't matter. Much.

Activity was bustling down by the cabins and I gazed at the campers warily. "Can we take this inside?" I asked, shifting from foot to foot. Breakfast would be starting soon and I wanted to stay as under the radar as possible; drawing attention to myself wouldn't be exactly a great thing.

Chiron nodded in agreement and led me through the doorway of the Big House and into his office. Dionysus followed us in and I cast him an exasperated look. Doesn't he have anything better to do? Apparently not, because here he was ready to poke his nose into my personal business. Great.

"Are you here for Lysander?" Chiron asked, getting straight down to business.

"Ah, your son," Dionysus said. "That's what it's about."

"What," I said, feigning shock, "you doubt my gift for archery?"

Dionysus sighed heavily. "Perseus, we both know that you aren't here for your talent with a bow or rather, lack thereof."

I waved my hand, ignoring his comment. "Zeus suspects my father and me of stealing his Master Bolt.

"And you think that your son might be in danger from him." Chiron filled in the blanks, taking the words right out of my mouth.

"Pretty much…he's the perfect candidate to be able to take the Master Bolt."

There was silence in the room as the weight of the situation settled upon us. "How is he?"

"He doesn't interact well with the other campers—he sticks to himself more often than not. The only person he actually has a good relationship with is Annabeth, a daughter of Athena."

In the distance a horn blew and both Dionysus and Chiron turned towards the door. "Wait! I need your help!" I immediately bit my tongue in frustration; I had not come here to plead like a mere mortal.

Chiron paused in the doorway, but Dionysus pushed past him. "Someone has to supervise the hooligans' breakfast," he said. I let him carry on down the hall.

"I'm guessing this isn't just a visit to check up on your son, is it?"

"Well it's part of it," I sighed. "I need to keep an eye on him and look out for anything…suspicious. After all, it's the first place to start the search for that damn Master Bolt."

"So," Chiron said slowly, "you're going to be staying at Camp Half-Blood for a little bit?"

"Pretty much."

Chiron raised an eyebrow. "I thought you wanted to stay under the radar."

"I'll be incognito," I said with a grin.

"Incognito?"

"Yes, incognito."

"A goddess incognito?"

I was beginning to get impatient by Chiron's skepticism. "It won't be that hard. It's my name that everyone recognizes, not so much my face. I can just go by a different alias."

"So what alias will you go by?" Chiron asked, sounding a little more believing.

"I suppose Percy is a little too obvious," I mused, "but Lucy's quite similar, don't you think?"

"So it's Lucy? And you're a daughter of Poseidon? Or do you want to be a child of Perseus." I could almost imagine him laughing at me. I groaned.

"That's just weird."

-X-

After we got everything sorted out Chiron led me back to the dining pavilion. Kids were starting to file out and we waited on the side, obviously looking for someone. She came in the form of a twelve-year old girl with blonde hair and gray eyes; a daughter of Athena.

"Annabeth," Chiron called the girl over and I scrutinized her. So this was the only friend of my son. "This is Lucy. Can you show her around and help her get settled?"

Annabeth nodded slowly, it was her turn to scrutinize me. "Cabin eleven?"

"Cabin three."

"Cabin…three?" Annabeth said slowly, the information processing. She gave Chiron a hard look. "She's been claimed as a daughter of Poseidon?"

She knows. Dammit, she knows about the prophecy. What has Chiron been telling the campers? "Hey," I said, waving a hand, "I'm right here, you know. There's no need to talk about me like I'm not here."

"Alright," Annabeth said, turning to me, "how old are you?"

"Annabeth," Chiron warned.

I ignored his warning and answered anyway. It was his damn fault that this girl knew too much. "Fifteen." I could tell that Annabeth wasn't sure how to react to my blunt answer and by the way Chiron shifted nervously next to me I could tell he wasn't happy with my response. Too bad for him.

"Will you show her around, please?" Chiron repeated, desperate to end the conversation. Annabeth reluctantly nodded and gestured for me to follow her. I gave the centaur an I'll deal with you later look before heading off with her.

"So what did he…tell you?"

I pretended to play stupid. "That I'm a demigod? You know, not truly human?"

"Yes, yes," Annabeth said, "but was there anything…odd?"

I did my best to fix a blank stare on her. "Besides the fact that I'm part god?"

Annabeth got the clue that I either didn't know what she was talking about or I wasn't going to tell her anything. Whichever it was, she knew just to drop it. Our silence was a bit awkward, but it was better than her questioning me.

We arrived at the cabins and she took me by each one, explaining which gods and goddesses' children resided there. She even introduced me to a few of them—the kids I mean. All I had to do was look like I was listening avidly and pretend that it was my first time hearing this.

Next we went through the rest of the camp activities: the climbing wall, the armory, the arena, the stables, et cetera. Finally we stopped at the archery where Chiron was giving a lesson. I could feel a grin spreading across my face as he caught sight of us approaching him and grimaced. He obviously wasn't looking forward to having me in his lessons. Annabeth noticed my ecstatic expression and raised an eyebrow. "Have you had experience in archery before?"

"More or less."

"I thought you were a daughter of Poseidon. They're not exactly as good as the Apollo cabin at wielding a bow."

It was my turn to raise an eyebrow. "I didn't know there was an abundance of Poseidon's children for you to learn that from."

"Oh, my friend's a son of Perseus." I resisted the urge to correct her on my preferred name as she continued. "That's as close to Poseidon as I know. There he is now." She waved Lysander over.

He was clutching at a bow awkwardly as if he didn't know how to properly hold it. Chiron followed him to us, a weary look on his face. "Do you really want to try this today, Lucy?"

I smirked at him. "Better now rather than later."

"Annabeth, can you go find her a bow?" he sighed. He had known this was coming after forgetting to mention a few important details. It was going to be a fun next hour and a half.

-X-

And so the week progressed about the same. Annabeth had quickly learned that my talents for archery included the fact that I could hit everything and everyone except the target and Lysander was comforted with the knowledge that there was someone just as bad as him, if not worse. Three campers had been sent to the infirmary on top of that.

I had also had a sword-fighting lesson, which in my opinion had gone pretty well. Never mind the fact that two more kids had to be sent to the infirmary. Chiron had looked as if he was about to give me a talking to in which I reminded him that I was the goddess of battle and had a hard time controlling the severity of how I beat my opponents. Kids just learned to stay away from me after that.

And finally it was Friday evening, my favorite night at camp. Chiron was on the fence about allowing me to participate in capture the flag until I promised not to intentionally maim (for the most part) any campers I came in contact with. He agreed, but only grudgingly. We stood off to the side as alliances were made between the cabins and armor was being collected. "So Ares and Athena are leading the teams, again?"

"They usually do."

I nodded idly, staring off to where my son was standing next to Annabeth. She seemed to be making a deal with a tall blonde guy that had a striking resemblance to Apollo. I recalled him helping me-or at least trying to help me-with my archery the other day. With the three of them was another boy; I recognized him as a son of Hermes. I was too focused on the scar that ran down his face to realize that he was staring at me until he turned his head away.

"Why was that kid staring at me?" I asked Chiron. "You don't think he…"

"Recognizes you?"

"Is it possible one of these demigods knows what I look like?"

I could see understanding spreading across Chiron's face. "Some of the year-rounders took a trip to Olympus last winter…" He trailed off when he saw that my eye was twitching.

"Is there anything else you forgot to mention?"

He flinched. Yeah, I hadn't forgotten about the other things he wasn't telling me. I heard my fake name and I turned to see Annabeth waving me over. "You best tell me everything later." I figured the or else was implied.

"Lucy, this is Luke, head of the Hermes cabin-" she pointed at the creepy guy with the scar "-and Nathan, head of the Apollo cabin." The other boy waved. "And of course you know me and Lysander."

I nodded a greeting to Nathan and Lysander. "So I'm guessing you want me to join your team."

"You guessed correctly," said Nathan.

"Sure." I shrugged. "I don't really like the Ares cabin that much anyway." Or Ares himself. He wasn't very agreeable, especially when he thought that my field overlapped into his. I guess god of war and goddess of battle were pretty close in his book.

"Great," Luke said, grinning at me, "you can be on border patrol with Lysander."

Border patrol? Border patrol? He had to be joking. What he really meant was that we were going to be bait for the other team. That's how new campers usually ended up because their lack of experience and in most cases, skill.

I was saved from having to respond by Chiron stamping his hooves against the concrete. He began to announce the rules and campers paused their bustle to listen, even though most had heard it many times before. I finished putting on my own armor and grabbing a shield to complete the look. Annabeth offered to find me a sword, but I politely refused, claiming to find one myself.

The teams were given a few minutes to set up in their respective territories and Lysander and I were sent to meander around our side of the creek. By the way he settled to leaning against the hollow of a tree I could tell he had had this job several times during his stay at camp.

"It's actually pretty easy—border patrol I mean," Lysander said, gazing out at the other team's territory. "I usually get assigned this job because I'm the best at fending off the Ares cabin. At least I have help." He grinned at me. "All you have to do is watch out for Clarisse's spear."

The conch shell blew before I could ask why and battle cries were heard throughout the forest. A few of Apollo's kids charged past us into the other side and Lysander pushed away from the tree to brace himself for oncoming intruders.

"Don't you miss the action?" I asked, swinging my sword back and forth.

"Action? There's plenty of that here." As if to back up his words three blokes crashed through the stream, ready for a battle. Both Lysander and I sprang into action, clashing sword on sword with our opponents. After a few minutes of sparring we were able to force them back into their own territory.

We didn't get a moments break, though. Another wave of gorillas broke through and I got face Miss Head Gorilla herself. She was big and I mean big. I was able to identify her by the spear that she was wielding that hummed faintly of electricity. Unfortunately for her, it wouldn't affect me like it did with all the other campers. All it would do was clang hollowly against my shield.

As a daughter of Ares, she truly was good at what she did. She had me dodging quite a few of her strikes, although I was just being lazy. Every time her spear collided with my sword, sparks would shower the ground. I yanked Riptide back and she took the opportunity to lunge towards my left side. Her weapon connected with my shoulder, but all it did was bounce off. Clarisse, caught by the rebound, stumbled back into the creek.

"Maiming isn't allowed," I growled, stepping towards her. "I had to promise Chiron not to hurt anyone and here you are, ignoring the rules."

I joined her in the stream and felt the renewed power surge through me. I took advantage of how unbalanced she was from falling into the water and knocked her spear to the ground. "Now scram!"

She didn't run away, but instead scrambled to get her spear. She didn't have time; Nathan came streaking across the border with the flag in his hand. Instantly a golden lyre replaced the boar and spear on the banner, the symbol of cabin seven. He was swept away by a throng of our teammates who crowded him, slapping him on the back and cheering his name.

I watched from a distance. This week had been fun, but I was no closer to finding the Master Bolt than I had been a couple days ago.

Like it? Dislike it? Want to stop reading and go on Facebook instead? Let me know. I'm not sure if I like this chapter or not…well the first part is what I can't decide about, but whatever. Expect weekend updates here and there now that school has started, but don't get mad if it takes a couple weeks to get a chapter out. Ta ta~

-Jay