A week later Antiope layer sprawled across her bed. She was wearing her favorite jacket. It was a giant Camp Half Blood letter jacket, the body was white and the sleeves a bright orange. She loved the jacket because of the odd plastic-like fabric that repelled all water and made the jacket puff out. It had shiny white buttons and had Camp Half Blood written across the front. Percy and Annabeth had gotten it for her on her last birthday. She would wear this jacket until the day she died. Besides, she wouldn't grow out of it, it wasn't like she was going to get any taller than five foot three.

At least she wasn't, as short as the twins. They got cheated at five foot one. Percy gently opened the door, walked across the room, and sat next to his daughter.

"All packed?" He asked.

"Sure," Antiope deadpanned. She liked going to Camp Half Blood, or as Amphion called it, Camp HB, of course. But she always felt so left out. Everyone there were full demigods or a quarter of a god. She was too, but she couldn't do anything. She wasn't smart and strategic like Amphion. She couldn't control water like the twins. She couldn't jinx people like Sammy Zhang. She definitely couldn't make her hands set fire like Esperanza Valdez.

"Aunt Hazel and Uncle Frank are here, we're going to tail each other for the ride," Percy continued, "They offered to let you ride with them if you want."

She nodded. Riding with Sammy would be much more fun than suffering while sitting in the middle of her brothers. Sammy was a few months older than her, although, he liked to tell people that she was thirteen and he was fourteen without mentioning that fact.

The Jackson-Chase family lived in Rhode Island. Antiope knew her parents moved to their house in Rhode Island for three main reasons. The first being that it was close to Camp HB. The second being that the house was large enough to start the family they wanted. The last being that the house was on a road surrounded by woods. The closest neighbors were a good mile away. It made it much easier to have other demigods over and the occasional monster attacks didn't bother anyone but their family.

Aunt Hazel and Uncle Frank always stopped at their house while driving over from California. They didn't have to really, that was proven by Nico constantly shadow traveling the Zhangs over on random days.

"Great, grab your stuff and let's hit the road kiddo," Percy said while getting off the bed, "They should be here in about five minutes." With that, he left the room. He left the door open much to the annoyance of Antiope. No matter how many times she had told him, he always forgot, or didn't listen.

She got up, shouldered her backpack and grabbed her suitcase handle. Sighing, she entered the hall, took a quick moment to think, let go of her suitcase, and dodged into the twins room. She knew the twins were downstairs and occupied. The two idiots never thought to close or lock their door. It felt a bit wrong but she started to search through their dresser and under their beds. The Jackson-Chase family technically had enough rooms for all the children to have their own but the twins had always said they wanted to share. Amphion said he suspected it was so they could plan their next diabolical prank, or whatever.

After about a minute of searching she found a small pocket knife. Antiope hadn't spoken to Charlie out of pure spite after finding out it was him who had stolen her arrow. Percy had made him give it back, but Antiope was still fuming. The pocket knife she had found was Charlie's favorite pocket knife, which was saying a lot because he probably had over a hundred. She grinned.

Slipping it into her pocket, she left the room and went back to hers. She threw it under her bed. If Charlie wasn't planning on bringing it with, he wouldn't notice it was gone until they got back from Camp HB. The bonus was, she would probably forget about it too making it unfindable.

She return to the hallway and grabbed her suitcase once more. Carefully she brought it down the stairs. It was much heavier than she had originally intended. Halfway down the steps, she heard the door open and the sound of Aunt Hazel's voice. Antiope continued down slowly and made her way to the kitchen where everyone but the twins were seated at the table. Charlie was leaning against the center counter while Jason was sitting crossed legged on the counter. Charlie ignored her but Jason game her a manic grin and patted the empty counter space next to him.

Antiope was about to join him when Aunt Hazel redirected her focus from Antiope's parents to Antiope herself.

"Hello Babe!" Hazel chirped. She made her way over to Antiope and gave her a quick squeeze, "Your dad said you and Charlie were riding with us!"

Antiope gave a slow nod, she was absolutely confused to why Charlie wanted to ride with them. He wasn't overly good friends with Sammy, not like Antiope anyway, and last time had checked, Charlie was as annoyed at her as she was him. She thought he had no right to be annoyed, it was his fault he had gotten in trouble. Narrowing her eyes, she glanced at him. His face was slack and when he noticed her staring, he averted his gaze. Even if he was as much trouble as Jason, he always seemed less energetic and a bit more logical.

"Frank and Sammy are in the car still because we're leaving right away, right?" Hazel asked the question while raising one eyebrow at Antiope's parents. Percy and Annabeth exchanged glances that weren't nervous, but there was something lingering behind them. Something close to concern and worry. This made Antiope feel anxious. She hated seeing her parents worried, after all, her parents had survived literal hell. If it was something that upset her parents, it wasn't good at all, it was something more than the average monster.

She had no idea how her parents did it. Quite frankly, the monsters, even the smaller ones, terrified her. Annoyed her too, they had no TV and no phones. She felt like the only kid in her school that didn't have a smartphone. 2,000 kids went to her school.

"Your right Levesque, we should go, I need to speak to Chiron," Annabeth said as she nodded, "Come on kids."

Antiope watched her mom pull out the handle on her suitcase and tug it out the door. Amphion got up quickly and followed. Percy gave a small nod and smile to Hazel and Hazel walked out. Percy looked at the three kids near the counter and raised his eyes as if urging them to leave before him. So Antiope did. She didn't turn around but she heard Jason laughing as he propelled himself off the counter and fell into a kitchen chair.

Out in the driveway she saw the family car, a larger black van. Next to it was a smaller and sleeker red car. Into the driver's seat was her Uncle Frank. Behind him was the vague outline of Sammy.

Frank unbuckled and rushed out to help Charlie and Antiope with their bags and suitcases. He explained that there wasn't enough room in their car for the bags so he helped them load their bags into the back of her dad's van. It only took a few minutes for the three of them to finish and they joined Hazel and Sammy in the Zhang's car. Frank climbed back into the driver's seat. Charlie opened one of the back doors and with no enthusiasm, motioned for her to get in. She rolled her eyes because there was no way she was sitting next to him. The whole point of not sitting with her family was to, not sit with her family.

She walked around the back of the car and opened the other door. Both sibling piled in at virtually the same time, pushing Sammy to the middle.

Sammy turned and smiled at her. Most people found his smile a bit unsettling, but Antiope had gotten used to it. She could see why people were sometimes afraid of Sammy. It wasn't because he looked intimidating, sure he was tall, but other than that he had fairly nice looks. He had his dad's soft face, his mother's wild curly hair, and had light brown skin. None of that was what made him scary, it was the bandage around his face and the back of his head. It only covered his eyes which gave an unsettling effect.

Sammy wore the bandage because of the effects he had on people or things when he looked at them. He hadn't inherited his dad's shapeshifting or his mother's underground power. However, Sammy had inherited the bad luck that surrounded Pluto. Looking at things or people caused them to fall or something along those lines. Simply looking someone in the eyes could cause them to drop dead. The only person this didn't seem to affect was Hazel, perhaps because she was a full child of Pluto. They all found out about this odd jinx when Sammy was three and accidentally killed three squirrels and a German shepherd. He hadn't killed any people but it seemed to get stronger as he got older. Due to this, Sammy only had a vague idea of what people looked like because the only two people he remembers is his mom and himself. Everyone pities him, but Antiope soon figured out he didn't mind at all. He actually enjoyed the fact he was intimidating and interesting at the same time.

Sammy turned at her and smiled, reached out and grabbed her face. He decided it was her and he turned back to the way he was facing before. In his hands he was shuffling a deck of tarot cards. Frank started up the car and soon they were off.