AN: Ah. Salutations. Sorry if this chapter took a while longer than the other chapters. I had to rewrite this chapter over and over again until I thought it was presentable. I want to send a special thanks to my Beta: Mr.2012 and to Zack2010 for taking so much intrest in my story. Ah. We have our first guess of who people think Devon's parent is. The first guess; Aphrodite herself. *coughwrongcough* Good guess! Now, enough of this frivolous banter. Happy reading.

Tales of Olympus

Chapter Three: Chance.

I glanced around the pitch black street. Here I was again. My eyes flickered up to the moon. I couldn't help but spare a smile. Everything was so silent and clam. Though, I wasn't here to gaze at the moon. I had to meet up with a half-dead chick to talk about my future. My hands found their way into my pockets, I hated the cold. I strolled down the silent road glancing from right to left. My eyes caught a figure in the light of the moon.

I walked to it quietly.

"Heather." I called out. "Is that you?"

The figure shifted in the light before disappearing. Wait. Things don't just disappear in the dead of night, especially not people. My eyes opened wide as the feeling of a hand slowly crept its way down my back.

"Don't scream!" The voice in my head commanded and like a scared child, I obeyed. So, instead of screaming I settled for shaking- quivering. A low chuckle came from behind me. I knew that chuckle. I'd know it anywhere.

"Heather." I mumbled.

"Yes?" She replied in a mock-scary voice.

I performed an about face and glared at her. She looked at me for about thirty seconds before doubling over in laughter. My face was a bright shade of red. My brow was slowly beginning to start its regular twitching routine.

"Note to self." The voice in my head began. "Find another means of showing anger. Try yelling!"

"What the hell was that, Heather?"

"Good job."

She giggled standing to her feet wiping a tear from her eye.

"I-I couldn't resist! The look on your face, you were practically begging me to scare you!"

I felt her arm coil around my neck as she finished off her final chuckle.

"Now, it's time you and I had that talk."

She turned away from me and began to slowly walk forward. I saw her finger rise as she motioned me to follow her. I rolled my eyes. I didn't see a reason but, she had answers and I wanted them.

I followed her a few feet until we reached a park. She strolled towards the park bench and motioned me to join her. She sighed out loud before speaking. Wow from idiotic to serious in three seconds flat. Can somebody say, 'bipolar'?

"I'm sure that by now you're starting to understand the gods are real. If they weren't real, both you and I wouldn't be around."

It wasn't to say that I didn't believe Heather's words. Everything made since if the gods were real. That meant, that all of the Greek myths I read in the book were true but, the thing that didn't make sense if what any of that had to do with my existence

"Excuse me? What do you mean; we wouldn't be around?"

She glanced at me, her cold brown eyes regarding me like I was an idiot for not understand. She let out another sigh.

"Do you know the story of Hercules?"

My brain clicked into over drive searching for the name. I found a simple connection from the Greek myth book I had checked out the day before. Hercules was said to be the greatest hero to ever live in Greek Mythology. I nodded my head quietly at her question.

"Hercules" I started. "He was the son of Zeus and a mortal woman. He was said to be the greatest demi-god in all of Greek mythology."

She nodded at me acting as if that was the answer the entire time.

"That doesn't explain anything!"

She arched her eyebrow at me. "Doesn't it? You said the gods were real, right? Who's to say they don't keep having children with mortals? "

I went silent. My brain was trying to take in everything she was saying. It was rather hard to accept.

"The gods; unlike humans or demi-gods are unchanging. While the world around them may change, they simply evolve and adapt. They still stick to the same old things they did over a million years ago."

"S-so," I stammered. "You're a demi-god?"

She seemed to cringe at the word before nodding.

"Though, I prefer the term 'half-blood' yes. I'm the daughter of, the great dead man, Hades."

My mind boggled with questions. She was the daughter of the dead Keith had mentioned in his letter. She was supposed to answer my questions about this and make everything seem good? Strange, I don't feel anymore secure than I did two days ago. All this did was prove that I was indeed a freak that didn't belong in this world's society. Though, one question seemed to continue poking its way in my brain. No matter how much I didn't want it there.

"Can you tell me, who my parent is?"

She turned to face me; her cold eyes seemed to soften. Her facial features seemed to be different. The look she gave me at this point was a look I've been given my entire life. At the mental home, at home, even at school. It was a look that burned away at me at night, whenever I tried to sleep. Her face was full of pity.

"No."

I sighed. Not to say that I was surprised that she didn't know. But, for a second there I felt hopeful. I could feel her facial expression change.

"And that's why you're coming with me. "

I glanced over at her. She had a wide smile on her face.

"Where are we going?"

"A place for half-bloods like us to learn about what we are."

I blinked. Sounded like what my councilor told me the mental home was for.

"Does this place have a name?"

She stood to her feet and grinned. "Yes. It's called; camp half-blood."

"Hurry up!" Heather whispered to me, while I placed my clothes in my bag. One minute we're talking on a bench, the next minute we're moving through darkness and end up in my bedroom at the mental ward.

"Shadow movement, it's something only a child of Hades can do." I thought it was cool at first, until she told me that's how she keeping track of me.

I shoved a few more pairs of clothes in my bag and grabbed my meds. I placed them at the very bottom of the bag. I don't think Heather would be very happy if she found out I was bring those along. Then again, what was the worst she could do? Raise an army of the dead?

I glanced around the room trying to locate the thing that I couldn't live without. I strolled over and unplugged my laptop placing it in my bag. Hopefully, they had electricity at this camp. If not, well let's just hope they do.

I closed my bag, bringing over my shoulder and letting it fall at my hip. Heather glanced at me before arching her eyebrow.

"Couldn't just have a regular backpack could you?"

I blinked.

"What? This is the only backpack I've had!"

She nodded quietly.

"Whatever you say, shrimp."

My brow twitched but, she didn't give me time to respond. She raised her left arm into the air and moved her fingers up as the shadows began to bend in front of her. She closed her fist and shadows mended together and formed a black door. She motioned me towards the door.

"Let's get moving."

She grabbed my hand and rushed through the large portal. Now look, I don't really have a huge problem with shadow travel. It just feels creepy after a while.

We 'resurfaced' in the middle of a large clearing. A forest was dead ahead of us. The city was to our backs. Heather sighed out and mumbled as we began walking.

"Is something wrong?"

She glanced at me, faking a smile.

"I hate having to go this way to get to camp. This forest is over grown with monsters."

I blinked. If Heather disliked coming this way, did that mean this place had monsters stronger than Euryale?

As we continued our exploration into the large forest, I couldn't help but notice, Heather seeming to tense up every so often. Strange, I never thought the daughter of the dead would be shaken up. Our movements came to a halt when we heard the sound of moving somewhere to the left of us.

Heather glared at stood in front of me. I heard a low purr followed by a meow as a small kitten stepped out of the bushes.

I blinked quietly. "That's it? "

Heather glanced backwards at me like I was a psychopath.

"Devon, remember that thing called 'mist' I told you about?"

I nodded. The mist was something the gods used to stop mortals from seeing the works of Greek myths.

"Good. Now try seeing through it."

I glanced at the figure of the cat and adjusted my glasses squinting ever so slightly. My opened wide as the figure of the cat began to distort. My jaw dropped when I saw what it truly was.

A large three headed beast stood in front of us. It had the legs of a large goat, the body of well fitted lion, and a pair of large black reptile wings sprouting from its back. I glanced locating its head- Sorry heads. It had the heads of all the things it was composed off. To the far right rested the head of a ram, to the right was the head of a lioness, and square in the middle was the head of a long black serpent.

"W-w-what the hell is that?"

Heather glanced at me as she slowly pulled a black jump drive from her pocket.

"A chimera, a beast formed of the parts of three different animals. All of which look pissed."

The large beast roared and extended its wing upward, before spreading them.

"No matter what, stay behind me!" Heather screamed.

She clicked her flash drive and I watched it extend outward into a long black pole. Each side of the pole had metallic daggers extending out from them. She spun the pole in her fingers before aiming it forward at the beast.

The chimera roared a loud a vicious roar, had I not known what made the sound I would've thought it was thunder. The dragon's mouth opened wide as a line of pure fire rushed at both of us.

Heather spun her staff before stabbing it into the ground below her, a line of large boulders shooting up in her defense. Hades kids' had some type of control over the earth as well, from the looks of it. The flames hit the rocks head on and raised the temperature around the two of us.

She sighed aloud. She glanced at me, from the corner of her eye, before returning her attention on the task at hand. She opened both of her palms and her body began to tremble. I felt the earth shift and then the chimera's scream of pain.

I glanced at from behind the boulder to see the beast caught in a large fissure. Heather exhaled and closed her palms closing the fissure in the process. A loud roar came from the chimera as it took to the sky, now with only three legs.

Heather stumbled and fell backwards to the ground.

"Damn, I over did it."

I stumbled to her side before helping her to her feet. It was obvious being a demi-god has its natural drawbacks. Over exhausting yourself was the main thing. The chimera roared in the air. All three of its head breathed in one breath.

Heather sighed and I closed my eyes. I didn't think it would really come to an end like this but, I'd dieing with a friend so, I can't complain. We waited for the fire to scorch our bodies but, it never came. I cracked my eyes open and looked up to the see the chimera seeming to move from side to side as if it were dizzy.

Then almost like magic the body of the large beast began plummeting straight towards the ground making impact in a matter of seconds. Its heads were extended and its eyes closed. Wait- was it sleeping?

Heather moved forward holding her spear above the middle head before stabbing it directly through the brain. It erupted in a cloud of black dust.

Heather sighed out before sitting down on the ground with a smile her spear reverting.

"Well. Looks like you saved my ass."

I glanced around, knowing far too well she wasn't talking to me. I saw a figure jump from a tree and land were the beast once lay smirk on its face.

"How many times does this make?" The male noticeable male voice responded.

"Seven." Heather mumbled. The male went to her assisting her up. He glanced at me silently before speaking.

"Is that the kid?"

"No, it's a tap dancing bear in a human costume. Of course it's the kid."

He stepped to me and looked me up and down before extending his hand. His chocolate eyes seemed to look right through me. "Oswald"

I nodded to him. "Devon, if you don't mind me asking; how'd you do that?"

He shrugged. "Rather simple. My dad's the god of dreams."

I blinked as the line of the card echoed through my head.

"The one who tosses dreams to and fro'"

I couldn't help but smile. He sighed and motioned both of us to follow.

"It's almost midnight. I think Chiron would like us there before it gets too dark."

Heather nodded and stood to her feet, placing her flash drive back into her pocket.

"Well. This is the part, I must depart."

I blinked and glanced over at her. "Wait, what? Aren't you supposed to be taking me to camp?"

She chuckled. "I did I got to the woods. The rest is up to him."

She pointed over at Oswald.

She then flashed a grin. "What? Don't tell me you've gone and fallen in love with me?"

My brow twitched as I turned to face Oswald and motioned him forward.

"Lead the way." Heather chuckled and summoned another shadow portal.

"See you around, Shrimp!"

Before I could turn back to vent my anger, she was gone. I heard Oswald chuckle aloud. I glared at him and he smiled motioning to the forest.

"Shall we get going?"

I sighed before nodding. The large forest seemed to be scarier at this point though, Oswald didn't seem to have a problem he simply walked through like he did this sort of thing all the time. I could see the clearing of the forest just ahead. This long journey was finally coming to an end.

I smiled to myself. I had finally made it. We walked out of the forest and were greeted by a large sign which read 'Camp Half-Blood.' I glanced upward slowly. Oswald stopped and admired the sign more pointing forward.

"Only a few more minutes and we'll be there." He said.

I nodded quietly and continued walking. The excitement in my heart was too great to contain. I felt like I was about to burst open and explode into a cloud of black and white confetti. My life was finally looking up for once. I was about to start my new life at Camp Half-Blood.