(A/N) Hello people! This update might seem late but, I've been busy this vacation. Anyway I have a poll out for a new story I want to start, I have ideas for each of them but have no clue what to do first. So I'm asking you to please vote on the poll that's on my profile. Thanks, now on with the story.


Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or HoO for that matter. I might as well add the mythologies I brought in here, I don't own them too.


Chiron had seen many things in his life. He'd witnessed each war humanity fought, he'd witnessed the death of good people, witnessed the grieving loved ones left behind to pick up the pieces. In his he'd made it a point never to invest too much emotion and feelings when dealing with his students because he knew that they all would most likely die a painful death.

Yet despite his best efforts he always bonded with those students that wanted to do the best, those that strived for hope and ought for the glory of their cause. In the end it only came back to bite him. His pain at losing his pupil Annabeth was one of the worst moments in his very life. Chiron had felt pain at the loss of someone the likes he hadn't felt in millennia. He could only imagine what Percy must have gone through. Leading warriors and friends alike into a slaughter they had no hope of coming through.

Yet the son of Poseidon did it. He fought, won and left. Losing so many people the pain was most likely unbearable. Chiron had seen to that every warrior that fought and died had been given a proper burial. Even those that were once marked traitors. He sat there in his magic wheelchair contemplating life and how fleeting it was to regular mortals.

Chiron had thought that it was all over, that they could finally achieve some level of peace after the battle of Manhattan but Percy's disappearance had hindered that. Chiron had thought he'd lost another one. He hated the sorrow he'd felt at missing the son of Poseidon. He didn't hate the boy just the fact that he didn't want any more feelings of pain for a while. Yet that didn't happen and they were attacked.

Then came their rescue. When Chiron had first spotted Percy he'd thought he might have been seeing some avenging angel falling from the heavens. Yet the dust had settled and their stood Percy, at first Chiron couldn't believe what he was seeing. Chiron had tried teaching to his best but somehow the boy had become even better and stronger in that time. The faces on the newer children were quite amusing when they saw him fight.

Then Percy had begun a relationship with Artemis. Chiron had seen the look of sorrow and defeat after the war; he'd seen the hero of Olympus at his weakest and hoped never to see it again. When Chiron had seen how Percy looked with the goddess, he was beyond joyful. It was a look of happiness and content; yet the sorrow still stayed in his eyes; like it most probably will for the rest of his life.

Then came the second disappearance of Percy. Chiron had wouldn't leave his office for weeks, just trying to occupy his mind with books and not the thoughts on where his student was.

Chiron wasn't the only one saddened by the disappearance. Artemis had been in a frantic haze for three months searching every place she thought he'd be. Hera hadn't been impressed and so the queen of the gods had told Artemis the plan on condition she didn't interfere. Chiron had never seen such fury in his life, not even when Hermes had stolen all Zeus's togas so long ago, that had been both humorous and petrifying.

While all this had been going on Katie Gardener and Butch had brought in three new demigods. One that Chiron had remembered as being the brother of Thalia, it had been a great shock to see the boy. Then they were told to go on their quest and a week or so later they had returned saying they knew where Percy was and had a plan for getting there. Chiron knew another war was coming one that they had even less chance to survive not to mention win.

Artemis had stayed in the big house the last few months before Percy woke up and Chiron had noticed several changes in the goddess. She had become more…maternal towards her hunters; she always seemed to be in deep thought while rubbing her stomach for some reason, Chiron had also found several mortal magazines on parenthood lying around the big house and was it his imagination or was there a little bulge in her stomach area?

Chiron shook his head thinking that, that was none of his business. He looked out towards the dreary and sad camp with thoughts heavily burdened on Artemis's sudden disappearances the last few weeks. 'Listen to me' He mentally kicked himself 'I'm acting like some paternal father! What does it matter where Artemis goes? It's not your problem!' Chiron didn't realise that Artemis was currently across the country keeping a discreet but watchful gaze towards Percy.


Jason felt the usual headache build as he thought over where the Roman camp. They'd come back from their quest seven months ago and were currently preparing for the trip to his old home. He still felt unwanted and like this place was the enemy but he knew the reason for that. Rome and Greece hated each other.

Jason tried in vain to massage out the throbbing headache, why should it always be so hard? He stood up wearily feeling that he would only waste more time with this. He walked slowly towards Bunker 9; Leo's temporary home. On the way he passed by the statue of a girl and a guy. The girl seemed athletic and had this look on her that said 'If given the chance your ass would be grass…and I'd be the lawnmower.' she was in a battle stance holding a dagger like a pro. If the girl seemed scary, the guy looked was the Boogeyman. He was huge, with bulging muscles and a hammer in one hand with a sword in the other.

It was really an odd combination. Jason had walked past the statue numerous times in his stay but he was usually so preoccupied he didn't have the time to notice it. He found himself oddly drawn to them, mostly by the looks on their faces. It was one of pure battle rage and determination. "I see you've finally taken notice of them." Someone commented from behind and Jason turned to find his sister Thalia there.

"Thalia!" Jason yelled as he ran to give her a hug, "How're you doing?" Jason had met Thalia during their quest and they had both fought the onslaught of a lot of monsters. "I thought you and the hunters were hunting for your missing friend?" Thalia, the hunters and the new gods where all looking for someone Jason only knew as her friend, well Thalia had referred to him as 'brother' once

Thalia grinned but it Jason could see it was just her effort to hide her sadness "It's good to see you little brother" She said while giving him a crushing hug, for a fifteen year old teenage girl Thalia was damn strong! "As to your questions; I'm okay and Lady Artemis has sent us all back here to help with preparations."

Jason frowned "Why? Shouldn't you be searching in case I fail?"

Thalia laughed silently "Always doubting yourself" She said with a shake of her head "You're just like him."

Jason frowned again and sighed as he felt the now, sadly, familiar headache coming "Um, Thalia if you mind my ignorance…just like who?" She fell silent and Jason could see the little happiness in her starting to fade. Silently she pointed a shaky finger towards the statue. Jason looked back at it and wondered who they were. "Thalia who are they?" he voiced his question.

Thalia took a shaky breath; she'd only talked with Artemis and Zoe about how she felt about it all. She wasn't angry with Percy this time; unfortunately it wasn't Percy's fault. This meant that she couldn't pound the stupid seaweed - she stopped again, thinking of Annabeth only hurt. He'd forced Percy to tell her and while she was happy Annabeth had found some semblance of peace she just couldn't stand the loss.

"He rescued me, you know" she said softly and Jason only barely heard and the she snorted "Hell, he rescued everybody!"

Jason had absolutely no idea what Thalia was talking about "um, Thalia what do you mean?" She gave him a shocked face.

"They didn't tell you?" She asked incredulously "Usually the regular campers are only too helpful to tell the story of their hero, especially those insufferable Stoll's! They always talk about him as if he was some superhero!" She laughed as good memories of a more peaceful time came forth, "You should have heard how they preached about his 'rise from the ashes'!" She said with quotation marks before chuckling again with a shake of her head. The Jason heard the sob, he didn't understand what she was talking about but she obviously felt for this guy.

Jason envied that; the fact that someone had actually taken his spot in caring for Thalia when he couldn't but with resignation he admitted that was no one's fault really…well there was Jun-Hera. He took Thalia to the Zeus cabin; everyone at camp looked at them, everyone understanding just what Thalia felt. When they reached the inside of the Zeus cabin, they were staring straight at the huge statue that seemed to give Thalia a sympathetic look.

Thalia had kept it all inside until they reached the cabin and then the dam broke and Thalia fell onto Jason crying. This wasn't the strong, prideful, friendly and tough Thalia. This was the girl who had kept her real emotions under check for too long, the sad, resentful and depressed Thalia. After half an hour of Thalia sobbing and mumbling things he knew nothing about she stopped and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her jacket.

"Thanks, bro…" She said "You don't know how thankful I am."

Jason nodded "I'll always be here Thalia, Always."


This was a sad day. Almost nine months ago now the hero of the Greek camp had disappeared. The effect on everyone was hard and at first some had thought that somehow he may have died; but in defiance of that thought and the idea that their hero could die so easily the campers had made a statue in his honour. They had also realized they hadn't made one in honour of Annabeth so they began making one of the both of them.

The Athena campers along with the Aphrodite campers had planned everything, the Hephaestus campers made it and the Hecate children had enchanted it to shine under the moonlight as a sort of tribute to Artemis. Each month every camper had made a trip to the statue and talked to it. Now that may have been odd but it was something done to relieve the sadness they all felt.

They talked to the statues as if they were talking to the real people. Chiron had even made an appearance to look at it. He hadn't said anything but gave the statue a sorrowful look. It was a constant and refreshing reminder that he was alive. The only problem was that it was also a reminder that he wasn't there.

Katie had visited the place a lot of times in the times Percy was away. She missed Percy greatly; the man had of course helped her through a lot. Every time she visited the place she'd cried and what made it all better was that she wasn't the only one.

The other campers often joined her and they spoke a lot about Percy and when the newer ones wanted to know what the statue was they would let the Stolls give them stories of Percy; of course most stories were seriously overdriven and made more heroic than it actually was but that didn't stop the wide eyes and open mouths at hearing the descriptions.

Katie silently chuckled at the excited faces the younger ones would have at meeting someone who had faced such great feats. She'd heard a lot of times that Percy had become the personal hero to most of them. Katie certainly knew the son of Poseidon was her hero.

Still there was that sadness that sometimes couldn't be filled and Katie often found herself wondering where Percy was this time. She'd exhausted a lot of her times like that. As did most campers. It was now well within the school year and most of the children had elected to stay and help searching for Percy. Katie smiled slightly 'Only Percy could rally so many people to do something hopeless' she thought before frowning 'Hopeless, Percy is a lot of things, mostly a pain in the butt but, he wasn't hopeless…We will find you Perce'


The wolf pack had been forced to return to Rome. It had been surprise attacked by creatures certainly not of the Olympian pantheon. So now they were resting on the path to Rome. Lupe had sent the man to Rome months ago, and he had pleasantly reminded her off Romulus. They had both been apt hunters and fighters and Lupe was to say the least shocked to find out that the boy had been given powers by Vesta (Hestia).

From there he'd survived her training quite easily. The other wolves had even taken to liking him, a feat only accomplished before by Romulus, Remus and Jason. She missed her pup but being the goddess usually seen in the same light as feeling less she couldn't really show it. Lupe growled slightly as she felt a presence about to enter her camp; immediately several things happened. Firstly Lupe rose to her paws standing tall and her pack followed suit; then a blast of light and there stood a goddess that Lupe knew all too well…

"Lady Diane" she said with a slight bow "An honour to grace us with your presence."

The goddess looked at Lupe and gave a small smile, "I must thank you for your efforts with Perseus." She said with a nod in respect towards the wolf goddess.

Lupe was curious "Why do you care for the boy?" she asked slowly circling the goddess, there was something different about the goddess "I know of his past fight with Saturn but nothing more, although I was recently told a story…someone had told me you were in love with a man" Lupe gave a critical eye towards the goddess to see her reaction.

Diane frowned, her Greek counterpart had fallen in love; and after everything she'd realised that she had too. She looked down towards her womb that's true size was shielded magically from the wolf goddess and her pack. She sighed "You would probably have found out sooner or later" She said resignedly.

The goddess nodded, her thoughts had been confirmed. "He has lived with my pack…" She said looking at Diane with serious yet still caring eyes "I know of his character and frankly…I think you've found someone that stands out in the world." That was probably the most caring thing the goddess had ever said; it baffled Diane beyond belief. "You know that war is coming" She said rather than asked "And that man would probably be the one to bring everyone together."

Diane sighed, a long and sufferable sigh. 'That goddess' as she was now called had gone too far; she had only recently been to check up on Percy. She'd seen from the shadows how he'd fought and carried that hag of a woman. Yet because of her promise she could do nothing but watch, she cursed the very river Styx that she had made that promise on.

Diane could occasionally feel the kick of the small thing inside of her womb. A child, her first child and the goddess was left to suffer through it all alone. She'd told Zoe and Apollo of course knew but so far they were the only ones. They had both tried helping but Zoe had absolutely no experience with children and Apollo had surprisingly even less, he explained to Artemis that it was kind of like a dine and dash situation with him, the man whore! *

She knew it wasn't Percy's fault, but sometimes she wished she could just walk up to him. What was that saying mortals used? So close yet so far…a very apt saying for her position. "I just came here to thank you for everything you've helped with." She said and then suddenly before Lupe could say a thing the goddess was gone, off to look after Percy from the shadows…

Lupe looked at the spot the goddess had vanished from for a second before giving a resounding sigh. She went back to lying down and her pack as usual followed their leader's example. Before Somnus (Hypnos) overtook her, the goddess thought mostly to herself and to higher powers unknown "Yes, this will be a very strange year…"


(A/N) Okay, well everyone has waited a long time for this and I'm sorry it took so long but I've actually begun a new story. Yes I know stupid, but not as stupid as putting up A/N's and expecting you to read them. I actually have help for the new story and I also plan on making starting another story soon. If you want to check out my pending stories, they're all on my profile.


*: You know it sucks, dissing your own gender, even if it is partially true for some men…I did it again…*Shakes head*...I just failed so hard...


Anyway…thanks to everyone who reads the story and I ask you to please review it always puts a smile on my face!