I was practically flying down the hill as I raced to the big house. This was it. This was the summer that I had been waiting for. No Titans, no vengeful gods, and certainly no quests. I had already saved the world once, right? So that must give me a pass to be free of questing for at least one summer.

As I ran, I reviewed the big plans for what I was going to do this summer. First, I had asked Tyson to help me with expanding our cabin. We both thought it was just to plain compared to some of the newer cabins. We had asked dad first, of course, but we hadn't received a reply back yet. Personally, I think he would love the improvements we were planning to make. There was the thirty foot aquarium, the underground pool, and the workshop for Tyson and his friends. Second, I had big plans for capture the flag. My powers over water had greatly improved, and I planned to use these new abilities to the fullest. The invincibility would also help, but I had heard that Hecate cabin had created a spell that dulls the effects of the invincibility.

My train of thought was disturbed by my arrival at the porch of the big house. As usual there was Chiron (in wheelchair form) and Mr.D, but there was a third, unknown person who I did not recognize. It didn't help that the stranger had his back to me. But based on his appearance, I had a good guess on who it was. He was wearing khaki shorts, a button down t-shirt with parrots on it, and a fly-fishing hat. Leaning against his chair was a fishing pole that seamed to glimmer in the light.

Chiron looked up from the card game they were playing and smiled warmly at me. His beard was short for the summer, and his hair was a lighter from the hours in the sun teaching. His inviting eyes gleamed with a look that oozed quest. "Percy my boy! As always, its good to see you in good health."

"Of coarse he is in good health. He is my son." grumbled the "stranger".

"And I thank you for that dad." I replied as I sat down across from him. "So what bring you to our humble camp? Possibly to approve of the renovations we have planned for the cabin?"

Dad's eyes seemed to grow a little bit sadder after my question. My ADHD made me notice all the small things that were different about him from two summers ago. The Titan war had left him drained. He looked better than last summer, but he still sported grey streaks in his hair and more wrinkles than before. He also just looked worn out from lack of sleep.

Sighing, he placed down his cards and looked me strait in the eyes. "I have come to camp to talk with you Perseus. I have a...quest of sorts for you."

This time it was my turn to sigh. "Who is in trouble now?" I might as well come back expecting a disaster that needs to be resolved by the solstice.

Poseidon's roaring laughter caught me completely by surprise. "Good heavens child! Why would I be playing cards quietly if someone important was missing?"

I blushed lightly at the comment but chucked along with Chiron. "I don't know sir, but you could possibly be here so that Chiron had someone good to play against?"

Mr. D shot me a deathly glare. "For your information brat, I mean camper, I am the one currently in possession of the golden laurel, partially because my Uncle is soooooooo bad at cards. No offence, of coarse."

"None taken nephew." replied my father. He looked back at me with his sea green eyes. "No, no one is missing or captured. This is more of a...family retreat. This would be a great way for you to hone your skills and your ability to survive in the real world. Now, do you remember what I said to you at the end of last summer?"

I felt a tingle go up my spine. I had thought about that one line all winter, wondering if he had been pulling my leg or if he had been since. "Are you talking about siblings sir?"

He nodded his head sadly. "Yes. You do have a few more siblings other than Tyson. Unfortunately, non of them are in very good positions right now. I need you to go and bring them back to camp, along with some of the other demigods that need protection from a senior councilor."

That news hit me like a pile of bricks. I had siblings? And three at that? Did my dad not love me or something? Did he feel the need to have more children because I did not live up to his expectations? Chiron smiled kindly at me. "Percy, I am sure that you father is not disappointed in you. In fact I think that he is proud enough of you that he is entrusting a large contingent of demigods to you. Am I right lord?"

I looked back to dad and saw only pride and love in his features. "I could not have said that any better myself."

Feeling a bit better, I reluctantly asked a question that was nagging me. "What kind of danger are they in? Jealous Uncles? Raving hellhounds?" The look his face lost all of its pride and changed into one of foreboding.

"Unfortunaly, no. Things much worse than hellhounds or my brothers plague them. I can not divulge what at the current time, for you will have to confront this challenge when you find out what it is."

I mulled this new imformation around. It would take a while to get where ever I needed to get to and back, so I would be gone for about a month or so. That was a month without Annabeth, but I could always IM her, so no loss there. Our renivations could wait, but I was hoping to finnish them this summer. No matter, family first. "Yes, Ill do it."

At this my father smiled and clapped his hands. All of a sudden, I felt like I was dissipating into mist. The last thing I heard was, "Good luck! And I approve of the new Cabin."

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The smell of the bush I was hiding in filled my nose. I heard a snap off to the left and imeadietly pulled my bow tighter. After waiting a few seconds, I whirled around and stood up; taking aim at the deer I had been tracking. With a few quick shots, I brought down the creature. I walked over to it and knelt. After taking the arrows out of the heart, I said a prayer to my mistress and one of thanks to the deer.

After stringing the animal up on a pole to carry, I started walking back to the hunter's camp. While I walked, I contemplated the last year since the war last year. After healing on Olympus and avoiding Apollo, we had headed out to the Great Plains to hunt bison. Once a month had passed, we moved to Canada and hunted moose and bears. We stayed there until January, when we moved down to Florida and shot wild fowl. We were now in Wisconsin, getting ready for the annual deer hunting festival.

As I was walking, I stumbled upon an abandoned park. Well, not totally abandoned. Sitting on a bench was a man who looked like he belonged at a meeting, not a park. He had dark grey streaked hair and a matching beard. He's wearing what looks like a very costly suit. And as I get closer, he turns his head and looks directly at me. My breath gets caught in my throat. Hurriedly looking around for mortals, I trot over to him. When I get there, I glare at him and spit out what I was thinking. "What are YOU doing here?"

My father grumbles something about eternal teenagers. 'Typical dad' I think to myself while rolling my eyes. "Do I really have to repeat myself? What the hell are you doing here?"

"Young lady, that is no way to treat your father." he scolds. Thunder rolled gently in the distance. I just roll my eyes again.

"I can use any tone of voice with you, dad." I vehemently replied. He was just as cold hearted as I remembered. I almost wish Poseidon had sired me so that I would at least have a decent father. But then Percy would be my brother, and that would suck. "You still haven't told me why you have decided to grace me with your presence."

At this comment he almost seemed to look a bit less imposing and more frightened. 'Did my words really make him frightened? I hope I don't have to go and kill a monster for him. That's my cousins job.'

Zeus squirmed in his suit as he looked away. After a few moments he rumbled, "Sit down so that we can talk about something."

Grudgingly, I set my catch down and sat next to him. He turns toward me with a slight scowl and starts to explain.

"As you know we Gods frequently have...many children. For a while now, you have been unaware of the fact that I have sired more children. Now I know you must be mad, but I need you to go and gather them up to bring them back to camp."

As he finished, he looked at me almost pleadingly. But I felt no remorse towards him, no pity, only hate and rage. 'How could he have done this? Did he not learn his lesion with me and Jason?' But on the other hand, there were my newly revealed siblings to think about. They were probably all alone, targeted by monsters.