A/N:I still don't own the PJO series, it all belongs to Rick Riordan, I only own the characters you do not recognize. On with the story!

It's January 14th and Eloise was waiting in her room for her father to come home from surveying the further Ice Hill. She stared out the window, looking for any sign that her father was coming, but so far she didn't see anything. Eloise sighed and moved from the window seat in her room to her desk in front of the fireplace, and pulled out her diary and a feathered peacock pen that her father got for before he left to do his Santa Claus duties.

January 14th

It's been a whole month since I've seen father, he doesn't like it when he's in his Santa Claus form. Yesterday he was back to normal and I only saw a glimpse of him this morning from my window as he traveled to the Ice Hill to see what is going on with the Icelins with a few of the elves.

I'm glad father didn't want to see me yesterday after he came in. Seeing him going through the transformation back to his normal self is painful to watch. The way his body convulsed and he becomes all sweaty and begins to shiver. I don't know why I thought about it just now, now I have the image of him in my head from last year when he hit his head on the desk during his transformation.

I don't know why Hera did this to him, she's absolutely horrible and she really needs to be dealt with and her jealous behavior. The reindeers here have a better attitude than her.

Why did I just write that? Thankfully father doesn't read this, well I don't think he does, not like he's going to find anything interesting in here. Oh! I got to go; Sammy just informed that father wants to see me. When did he get it? Oh well! Off to see father!

Eloise

Eloise walked to her closet and pulled out her black coat with a fur hood and her black fur gloves. She fastened her cloak at the neck, pulled on her gloves and pulled the hood over her hair. She walked out the room, turned left and walked straight, not bothering to look out the arch windows, she was practically jogging.

Ten minutes later she was knocking on the door of her father's study. "Come in," she heard him behind the obsidian black door. Eloise turned the door knob to the left and pushed the door open and closed it behind her. "Good to see you daughter."

Eloise bowed a little and smiled, "Good to see you too father." She hated when they had to be so formal, but her father, Lord Zigor, said it was necessary precaution just in case his father, Zeus was watching, making sure he is doing his job. "What news from the Ice Hill?"

Lord Zigor sighed and massaged his forehead with his right hand, "I'm afraid that war is fastly approaching."

"How soon are we talking about?" Eloise sat in front of his desk, lowering her hood, growing serious.

"Give or take two or three months."

"We are going to be overwhelmed," Eloise frowned, trying not to show that she was nervous. "We don't have that many soldiers to fight this war just yet. Did you try to contact Lord Zeus?"

Lord Zigor stood up from his seat, walked to the window and looked out, looking at his people. He turned to face his daughter, his only child, he had to protect her. "I tried to contact him, but he said, he won't send any demi-gods to fight such a useless war."

Eloise eyes flashed dangerously. "Useless war?! How is our war useless, our people are dying? We need help father."

"I know that Lola," Lord Zigor said through clenched teeth, he wasn't mad at his daughter, he was furious at his father.

"What can I do?" Eloise asked her father. "I will not just stand here and continue watching our people die. I don't want to lose any more people father."

"Neither do I El," Lord Zigor sighed, he faced his daughter, whom has an evil glint in her eyes, with a mischievous smile on her face. "What are you thinking about?"

"You may not like the idea," she told him.

"I'm willing to listen to what you have to say."

"I say we capture a few Icelins, persuade them to go to New York and let them loose. We need to show Lord Zeus that the Icelins are a serious threat. He will call on you and ask you how to defeat them, or ask you for help. You tell him that you will get rid of the Icelins as long as he sends some demigods to help you with the war."

Lord Zigor stared at his daughter in disbelief, and then a smile broke out across his face. His daughter is truly his, he never once heard her come up with such a devious plan, a plan that he would do. "I wish I came up with that plan," he told her, she smiled at him. "You know how to defeat them, I will you down there if he call me."

"As you wish father," Eloise eyes gleamed, her father actually like her plan. "How are we going to capture Icelins? How many are we going to send?"

Lord Zigor leaned back in his seat with his hands behind his head, "Let me deal with capturing the Icelins. I'll probably send four of them; I don't want to overwhelm you."

"Are you sure that's enough?"

"I'm not sending ten, which would be too much for you."

"Let Sammy and Lorc come with me, we can handle ten."

"Alright," Lord Zigor said, he stood up from his seat and walked to her. Eloise stood up from her seat. "Go back to your room Lola, and get ready for dinner." He bent down and kissed her forehead.

"I see you at dinner father," She bowed and pulled the hood over her head before she walked out the room.

A/N:I hope you guys liked it.