Finally, the wait is over! I've got up and ready, and have typed up the second chapter. Enjoy, guys!


Chapter 2- I Get Blown Up

The escape was planned, and the decision made. I was to escape the Underworld today, to re enter the mortal world. I was still a bit apprehensive about using the girl's body, as this would destroy her soul. Normally, this would have been unpleasant for me too, but the old Achilles' curse would help save my soul from combustion. As it is, I felt really bad for the poor girl losing her soul. But hey…she would've been killed and tossed into Tartarus, and that would've been worse…that's what I told myself, anyway.

"You ready?" Athena asked me. Ready for being blasted into tiny grains of heavenly sand, painfully transported into another body and killing an innocent soul in the process, never mind the torture that my soul will go through in the process? Yeah…I was raring to go.

"Yeah, ready…" I told her. She smiled and gave me a thumbs up, which I returned in kind. She chanted something in Ancient Greek, which, put simply, meant 'blast him into dust and dump him into a body' and a bunch of other pleasant things. She shot her hands towards me, enveloping me in pain. By pain, I mean being electrocuted, then crushed and ground, then freezed. If I had a head, it would be spinning badly. Just then, I heard an alarm go off, and the marching of a thousand, rotten feet bones. Just what we needed…a parade of Hades' worst monster guards.

"Quick, Athena!" I screamed, in my head. "The guards are approaching!" She seemed to have heard me, because she finally noticed the bone parade. Here I was, suspended in air (in powder form, no less) with my only protector being a goddess who could not protect herself from ant bites because of the ritual. I wanted Kronos back.

I saw Athena's eyes glowing (don't ask how I was still seeing) as she completed the ritual. Her hands started glowing, and she released me, unfortunately, straight into the hands of a waiting skeleton. Fortunately, he missed and I passed from the underworld, straight out towards the great heavens. I was thankful that Zeus was kinder than before, or he'd vaporize me…no that it mattered, I was a dead cloud of dust already! I soon reached the hospital the baby was going to be born in.

While the mother was giving birth, I saw the soul enter the unborn baby as soon as I did. Then, the conflict began. Immediately, huge pain engulfed me, worse than anything Athena cooked up. The girl's soul was reddening and releasing sparks towards me and was sort of glowing. As the glow increased, the pain rose and I started to feel a decrease in my energy…then the glow subsided in what seemed like years, and so did the pain. Now, it was my turn. Finally!

I started to release the last amount of energy left inside of me, and shot it out towards the other soul. I saw it cringe and weaken. I felt like I would lose the small amount of energy I had when the girl's soul finally gave up and was vaporized, never to be seen again. I only hope the people around did not see the light show. I felt myself latch on to the girl's body…and I still can't believe I did so much for getting the 'opportunity' of becoming a girl. What a shame. I'll leave the nauseatingly disgusting details of my birth to you, but yeah…I was reborn.

I'm back, and I won't be easy on my dear old 'gramps'.


14 Years Later

"Bianca Julia Brown!" I heard my mom scream, jerking me into consciousness. I really loved my 'new' mom, but she was nothing like Sally Jackson, my 'real' mom. She was a really sweet lady, but when you smash anything or ruin stuff...she screeched a lot. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, to see her glaring at me. Hard.

"G'morning, mom," I mumbled. "You could've just shook me, you know. Maybe even drenched me in water. Why blow my ears out?" I asked. I soon realized, though. I'd smashed the clock. Gods, I did not need a lecture again!

"Do you know how costly a clock is?" she asked. "I labor every day," bah. We're loaded. "to get YOU stuff, and you smash all of it? WHY CAN'T YOU RESPECT YOUR MOTHER'S MONEY?" She went on-and-on for what seemed like hours, till I managed to cool her down, and get ready for school. I quickly combed my long, black hair wore a pair of jeans, contemplated why I looked like a non-anime version of Bianca from that old Pokemon movie and left for school. I still don't know why I wasn't claimed and put into camp. I need a long explanation. I should've been claimed 2 years ago! Looks like the promise went with me.

In the last 200 years, Earth had not changed a lot. Sure, skyscrapers were higher and cars ran on very eco-friendly fuel. But they still had wheels. Writing had been reduced at a point of time, because technology may get better but hand-written drafts were the only way to know history…so people still wrote, that too with what we used to write years ago. Thank God the government got matters into their hands and saved the environment from degradation…the world was a better place than before. Not perfect, but better. There is more greenery, life is better and the Greek Gods are as hidden as ever. I boarded a bus and went straight to my school, Coolridge Academy. It was through my 200 years of mastering ADHD that prevented me from being kicked out of the school. I've only been almost kicked out about a hundred times.

When I got off the bus, I saw Kylie run up to me, my first and best friend in this life. We spent a lot of time together, even though I could never figure out how I befriended such a girly girl. She had long, brown hair and blue eyes and a pretty face. She usually wore jeans and a tank top, though I think I've seen her in a skirt a few times...

"Hi, Bianca," she greeted. "How'd your date go with Greg?" She asked. Now don't laugh, I only dated the brain-dead quarterback because I was being forced to do so…I usually never listen to anyone but I supposed the date would shut everyone up. As I am a guy myself, dating guys always seemed gross. It did not help that Greg was a pervert.

"Horrible." I replied to her hopeful question. "I've sworn off dating and I won't be dating him again. All he wanted was to get under my jeans. I just punched him into a pulp, and went home." Kylie looked like her life ended. Gods, what a baby. We argued all the way about how I should definitely reconsider dating, till we reached our first class, English.

Our professor came in, dressed in his usual leather jacket and jeans, looking to the world like a biker. He's a kind chap, plus he teaches nicely and knows his material. A refreshing change from the last teacher. He gave his usual smile and greeted us.

"Hi, guys!" he greeted with a wild wave and trademark grin. He really would fit in as a student. "We'll study Shakespeare today, but not before introducing a new classmate!" Wow…that was abrupt. As if the current school population was not enough…I saw the new student come in. He had curly hair and looked pretty grown up, definitely too old to be a student. A lot of mist must have been used to hide him. He was wearing sneakers and had the usual Satyr goatee.

Members of the Council of the Clove Elders do come looking for half-bloods because the usual crop of satyrs was not enough to play Keeper for a strong kid. However, I never knew this member would join in.

Even if I did not recognize the silly Rasta cap, I would know Grover Underwood from anywhere.


Sorry for the slow update, guys. I did not think it possible to update, but I hope I can update faster after this.

Well, Percy seems to be coming closer to Camp. I don't know when he'll get there, but he'll meet more than one known face…I think.

As usual reviews would be much appreciated.

Ash the Aura Guardian