Third chapter! Really hope you guys like it so far. I know it's a little boring but the fun is coming soon! Please review.

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After a while, my eyes felt cried out. I took a few deep breaths to steady my breathing and stood up. I had no idea where that had come from. I never cried. I was always in control of my emotions, rarely feeling them. "Ivy! Sivette!" I heard a voice calling. It sounded like they'd been yelling for quite some time. I ducked behind a bush where I could see two people talking.

"Nico. There's nothing you can do. If she really is her, then she'll come back." That was Will. The other person was the dark haired man.

"But what if she's in trouble. She could be in danger!" Nico yelled, his voice cracking. "I'm not ready to lose her again." Again?

"Shh. She'll be fine. She just needs a little time to herself. We lost her once. It won't happen again." Will hugged Nico as he sobbed into Will's chest, clutching his shirt in his fists. I immediately felt bad about running away like that. After Nico stopped crying, I exited my hiding spot and approached them slowly.

"Sivette?" Will asked cautiously, afraid I would run away again. Nico just watched me quietly, eyes full of something I couldn't quite place.

"It's fine. I'm not usually like that. I don't know what came over me. I'm usually in control of my emotions. I'm sorry for worrying you."

"No, that's alright. This must be really hard for you. Why don't we go get you settled down and then we'll explain everything from the start?"

"That sounds good." I let them lead me to Cabin 13.

"This is Nico's cabin. He's a son of Hades. You'll stay here since his sister, Hazel, isn't staying here right now and the divider is already there. Nico, can you see if the Aphrodite Cabin has anything in her size? They have enough clothes to share." Nico hurried away, muttering to himself.

I entered the cabin and found a divider made of bedsheets dividing the cabin in half. I entered the left half and sat down on the bed. The bed was neatly made and cold, so this had to be Hazel's. Will sat on the floor, facing me. He took a deep breath and started.

"I'm not going to tell you everything so you won't feel too pressurized. Basically, about 8 months ago, there was a prophecy. It was about you. I'm not telling you what it said, so don't ask. You disappeared that night. You were tucked into bed and the next morning, the bed was cold and perfectly made. We searched for you for weeks. When we found not a single trace of you, all we could do was pray that you would come back. Your full name is Maria Sivette. No last name for now. I don't want to load you up with too much. Anyway, that was why Nico called you Maria. So now you're back and no one has any idea what to do."

"How do I know this is the truth. People don't just disappear overnight."

"Let me prove it to you. I knew you quite well. Your eyes were different colors. They're not now, they must have settled on an in between, but one eye was deep blue and the other was clear cerulean. I see now that they are both still slightly different, but closer to cerulean. Another thing. Um, let me think. You don't remember anything. What can I say? Your necklace turns into a sword. It also reacts to your emotions. It gets warmer or colder or it shines."

Everything was true. "Fine. I believe you. There's no way you could've known any of that stuff. So what do I do know?"

"Well, seeing as how it's almost dinner, we go eat dinner." Just then, a bell rang. Will stood up and I followed him to the Dining Pavilion. He told me to sit with him and a few other kids that were there. There were two kids there who were about my age, everyone else was Will's age or a little kid. I sat down next to a girl and across from a boy both of whom were the closest to my age. I noticed everyone telling their plates what they wanted, so I said, "Fettuccini Alfredo."

Instantly, my plate was filled with delicious pasta. I sacrificed some to the fire, like everyone else, and then dug in. It was delicious.

"So you're Sivette?" The boy across from me asked.

"Yeah, why?" I asked.

"Just making sure. I don't want to say 'Hi Sivette' and then find out you're not actually Sivette. I'm Luke." The boy stuck out his hand. I gingerly took it and shook it lightly. I gave him a once over. Roughly 5 ft 4in. 2 inches taller than me. Blonde hair and green eyes. Tanned skin from being in the sun.

"Nice to meet you, Luke. You know, you really should practice sword fighting with your left hand more. Just in case. You should also loosen the strap on your watch. It's bad for you to keep it on too tight. What's your power?"

Luke stared at me. I pointed to my eyes. "Oh! Uh, I don't know. I think it's a negative .5 or 1. I'm not sure. How do you know this?"

"Easy. Your skin is tan, but your left hand is not calloused at all. That means you don't use a bow and fight only with a sword in your right hand. There's an indention in your wrist that matches the shape of a watch. Plus, you keep squinting a little. That means your vision is poor."

"Wow, no wonder they call you Sherlock. You got all that from a handshake." That was the girl talking.

"I'm just more observant."

"Well, I think it's pretty cool. I'm Bianca by the way. Luke's twin. We're both 12." She looked quite similar to me. Bianca was roughly the same height as me, dark hair straight rather than waves like mine, and grey eyes. Same tanned skin. The twins looked nothing alike other than the basic facial structure like the same chin and nose.

"Same here. I turned 12 a few months ago." I learned more about the twins and told about myself, as much as I knew.


After dinner was the camp sing-along. I sat quietly throughout a few of the songs while Luke and Bianca sang at the top of their lungs. I left the happy sing-along with the excuse that I was tired. No one questioned me and I headed back to Cabin 13. I found piles of clothes on my bed.

Finally putting the last piece of clothing into the closet, I flopped back down on the bed. just as I closed my eyes, the doors opened almost silently. "Hello Nico."

I opened my eyes and sat back up. "Sivette," he said quietly.

"Sit down, Nico. Let's talk." He sat down across from me. "Tell me Nico. How's your husband doing?"

Nico looked startled. "He's fine. How do you know I have a husband?"

"You have a ring on your finger and your pants are much too tight for you to be straight. It was simple."

"Oh."

"Will you tell me something Nico?'

"I suppose. Depends what it is."

"How old are you?"

"I'm 30."

"And Will?"

"He's 31."

"Did I call you Daddy or Papa?"

"What?"

"Or did I call you Dad?"

"No. You called me Papa. Why are you asking?"

"All the secrets. The checking on me. The whole 'losing me again'. Plus the look in your eyes. That's the look a proud father shows upon his daughter. You have nothing to be proud of. I am no one. I've never done anything special and I never will."

"Maria-"

"Please. Just let me sleep now. And call me Sivette. That was the only thing I remembered then. The only thing I know about myself."

"Alright. Good night, bambina. Te amo."


I woke up with the sun. I stretched my arms and decided to go for a run. When I came back to the cabin, I took a shower and changed into the orange shirt and some shorts. As I left the closet, I was surprised to find Nico waiting for me.

"I want to show you something. I asked the Hecate Cabin if they could make this. They charmed it, the item that has the most meaning to you, and when you see it, you're supposed to get your memory back."

I watched him, careful to check for any indication he might be lying. He wasn't. All magic comes with price, but I was willing to pay to get my memory back. I held out my hand. He placed a soft object in my palm. I looked down at it. An old worn bunny doll was sitting in my palm. Most of the stuffing was gone, but I knew it held a lot of sentimental value to me. I felt my hand grow cold. My veins turned to ice and I collapsed.


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