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This chapter is also pretty short, and I think I have one or two more to write.

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He returned, just like he had said. He held a silver scythe pendant in his hand, and it glittered maliciously.

"You poisoned her tree. Thalia," I spoke, "I thought you had loved her."

A dark look crossed his face. "Look, just keep him happy, okay? I got worse things to worry about."

I put the bracelet on, and heard a whispery voice. Silena. I have rotted in the depths of Tartarus, waiting for freedom. What has Aphrodite ever done for you? Show her your power by swearing allegiance to me! Now kneel!

When I refused to obey, a searing blast of pain shot through me, blackening my vision. Kneel. I collapsed, hearing a small hum of satisfaction from the Titan Lord.

Later that night, I lay awake sleepless shivering. I had just told Kronos everything about the quest to find the Golden Fleece. If anyone died…. the blood would be on my hands.

I thought I would go insane, keeping this secret. I had to ask somebody to share with me help me, but I had no one. The quest returned, with Thalia a girl once again.

When the hunters arrived at the camp, they sent distasteful looks our cabin's way. At first I thought they had found me out, but reasoned that it was probably the feud between our Aphrodite and Artemis.

I learnt of the quest and that Annabeth had been presumed dead. I fed the Titan lord information, and he rewarded me with the prospect of living through the war.

Silena, my child, you have done well. You will live through the war, unharmed. But, the biggest battle is yet to come, and my forces try to penetrate that fool Dadaleus's labyrinth. Keep a lookout for the entrance to the camp. May the gods die!

Percy returned, though not happily. Many lives had been lost, and Chiron seemed to be growing older by the day. He sent Clarisse on a special quest of her own. The next summer, camp grew more dangerous.

I kept a lookout, though it was hard. I noticed Clarisse sobbing a while before, and went to comfort her. Her eyes met mine, and they were filled with heartbreak.

"Chris," she sniffled, "He was a rogue demigod we found in the Labyrinth, but his insanity is… I am never going back again." She broke out in a heave of sobbing.

I wanted to ask about the Labyrinth, but something told me Clarisse had been pushed to the limit. I wrapped my arm around her, and we stayed there, under the light of the moon.

At the camp counselor meeting, Annabeth had decided to go on a quest after the entrance of the Labyrinth had been exposed. I stayed silent, knowing I could say something dangerous.

Beckendorf, counselor of the Hephaestus cabin, mused in agreement. His face, grim, was one ready for battle. His tall, tan legs glinted with oil from working in the forge. Popularity? Without a doubt, he was loved by everyone. He shot me a what do you think look, but I shyly looked away.

No. I could not fall in love again. Luke would forever be a reminder of that. Time passed in a blur, and I continually gave away information in the blind hope lives would be saved.

I had begged Kronos to spare the camp, but he had only laughed. Those who oppose me have no place in the new order, little one. If your friends choose the right side, they will be saved.

Shivering, I walked to the lake in hopes to clear my mind. Despite everything, I noticed the lilies, shimmering white like diamonds. I relaxed, feeling as if a burden was lifted off my shoulders.

"Hey," I heard Beckendorf behind me, "You looked pretty shaken at the meeting. Everything okay?"

I forced a smile, and sighed, "Yeah, I guess the war takes its toll on everyone, Beckendorf."

He nodded seriously. "You know what," he said, "Call me Charlie." He slung an arm around me, and we watched the lake, by no means ready for the war yet to come.