Hello! Well, here it is! Chapter... THREE! Wow- Big numbers!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson series, or any characters or places in it. I own Juliana, but that's about it.

I took him into the woods.

Deep into the woods.

"What are we doing here?" he asked curiously. I shook my head, and got out my sword.
"Nico, there is something I need to show you." I said when his eyes bulged. Taking a deep breath in, I held the blade to my wrist and applied pressure. Ichor, the golden blood of the gods, appeared. Nico gasped, taking a step backwards. "Oh, my gods. You- you're a goddess!" he shouted, and I had to clamp my hand over his mouth just in case anyone had come to eavesdrop. I finally lowered it and he gaped at me, staring. "Uh, wow. You... Why?"
I sighed, sitting on the grass with my legs crossed. "I am the Goddess of Silver, Nico." I told him. "Hades and Persephone are my parents, and I lived in the Underworld. I know you never saw me, but they were keeping me a secret from mortals, just in case. I don't know, you'll have to ask them." Hesitantly, Nico sat next to me.
"Why'd you flip out at Dad?" he asked quietly, and I frowned.
"A god... asked for my hand in marriage. I mean, I'm only really seventeen!" I cried in despair, feeling very ungodly. Nico patted my arm unsurely. I smiled at him, and got up. "Come on, Brother. Let's get back to camp. Oh," I added "And Percy knows."
"Of course," I heard him mutter. "Percy knows everything."

When I went to sleep that night, I thought of Apollo. At first, I was angry. That damn god had made one of the biggest decisions of my life, and I wasn't even allowed to have a say in it! Then I thought of the good things about him. He was good-looking, that was for sure. He was sweet... And what he had said earlier- was it only today? - rang through my mind. It was...Romantic, to say the least. He was cute when he recited horrible poetry, and was always visiting me. But, still. Next time I saw him, I was going to kick his arse.

For the next two weeks, things were uneventful. Really, they were. Apart from the stares the other campers were giving me, things were quite normal. I trained every day, I ate with Nico, and I went to bed. I became friends with Perseus Jackson and his girlfriend. We talked, but Annabeth still was suspicious. One day, two weeks after I came to camp, she asked me about it. "Why are you so different than the other half-bloods here, Juliana?"
I froze, and Percy and Nico, who were sitting with us, glanced at each other. The daughter of Athena continued. "Percy and Nico know, that's for sure. But... You are amazingly skilled for a girl who only just arrived at camp. You have this...air about you. It's...superior, perhaps. And I've never seen you get cut, and when I have, I didn't see your blood." I grimaced, thinking fast.
"Look, Annabeth, please let it go!" I begged. "You'll find out soon enough, all right."
Reluctantly, she nodded. We continued talking until lunch. I went over to the Hades table with Nico, filling up my plate and taking it to the fire, where I threw in my steak. When I was about to turn around, the flames flared and there was a flash of bright light.
"Oh, for Hades sake, what is it with you gods and bursting out of fires?" I muttered, looking up to see which god or goddess had graced the camp with their presence. I froze, then, getting over my shock, spoke to Apollo. "Go away." I told him, making people, especially his children, gasp at my courage. Yeah, right. Apollo just smiled apologetically at me. I glared. "What. Do. You. Want?" I demanded. He motioned for me to follow him, and I did so, under the concerned eye of Chiron, and the amused eye of Dionysus. In fact, said Wine God got up to follow us at a safe distance, knowing a fight would definitely happen. We walked to the edge of the woods, where my-ugh- fiancée turned to me. "Juliana, I'm sorry. I should have asked you first." He said pleadingly, begging me to forgive him with his adorable puppy dog eyes.
"Apollo, how could you? I've known you my whole life and you just throw this at me! If," I lowered my gaze, not looking him in the eye, "If you had asked me, I would have said yes."
"Oh, Juliana," he sighed, taking a step closer. I glared at him again and got out my sword.
"Sorry, but I kind promised myself I'd kick your arse," I told him, holding it to his neck. Apollo grinned, getting his own sword and holding it ready. I glanced around. Campers were watching us in disbelief. I couldn't tell if any of them had heard our conversation, but I doubted it. I looked back at Apollo, and swiped. Our swords met in a clang of metal. Every time I tried to get him, he blocked, and vice versa. We fought for almost an hour, attracting everyone at camp. I let out all of my anger, until finally it had disappeared for good. Now it was just a matter of kicking his sorry arse. I tried once last time to cut off one of his limbs, but he caught me by surprise, giving me a huge, but not deep, cut just under my breasts. I immediately dropped my weapon and put my hand there, falling to my knees. It hurt, dammit. "You- Idiot" I managed to choke out as ichor flowed on my hand. Campers gasped, and I'm pretty sure Chiron swore. Apollo looked at me, and then made a chair appear out of no-where. He picked me up, much to my distaste, and lowered me onto it. He pulled my shirt up so he could just see the cut, and ran a hand over it, making it disappear. I sighed in relief and looked at him. "Okay, maybe I forgive you. But right now, I've got some brats to deal with. I'll..." I hesitated, getting up. "I'll see you soon. Come and visit me in the Underworld, maybe. Or here. I don't care. But... I guess I have to see you, right?"
His eyes twinkled. Suddenly, he leaned down and kissed me briefly. "I'll be seeing you, Juliana." He whispered in my ear, and left with a great flash of light. I looked up, stunned. Every single eye was on me. I groaned. I don't have time for this, I thought, and sent myself to the Underworld.

Hades and Persephone were no-where to be seen. I sat down on my throne, my head in my hands. Crap. Just crap. Now the whole freaking camp knew. I couldn't be just another weird child of Hades. And... Apollo. Oh, gods, Apollo. That kiss, brief as it was, was amazing. Electric. The sensation of his lips against mine... Without realizing it, I brought my hand to gently trace my lips. I'd never felt more ungodly. I felt like the seventeen year old I was; lovesick and confused.
"My dear! What are you doing here?" my mother's voice came from in front of me, and she rushed forward to embrace me. I smiled at her, and she looked at my ripped shirt. "I had a, uh, fight with Apollo," I told her, "In front of the entire camp. So, basically, they know I'm a goddess, and are probably firing questions at Chiron as to why Apollo kissed me." I sighed. Persephone smiled at me.
"Oh well. At least you've settled your differences. Now, how about you stay here the night, and can go deal with the demigods tomorrow? Sound like a plan?"

Times like these, I remembered exactly why I loved my mother.

I did stay the night in the Underworld, feeling like a teenager more than a goddess, but hey, I'm both. In the morning (well, I assumed it was the morning; it's hard to tell in the Underworld) I got dressed and sent myself to the Big House. Chiron and Dionysus were there, and they jumped at my arrival. "Juliana! Wonderful for you to join us!" Chiron says cheerfully. I give him a look and sit down across from Mr D. "Thank you, Chiron. Please let me apologise for yesterday. I was... Angry, to say the least." I sighed. Things had not gone the way I'd planned. I'd planned to come here, maybe even make friends, and have a childhood. "I should have known it was impossible for a goddess to have a childhood. How are the campers reacting?" I asked carefully. Chiron winced. Not a good sign.
"Well, after you left, I'm pretty sure they just stared at the spot you had been for about five minutes, except Percy and Nico. Then they started asking me why your blood was golden, and then they finally realized it was ichor. After they'd gotten over the fact that you were immortal, they started getting confused as to why Apollo kissed you. I refused to tell them anything, because I knew you'd be back. You can tell them at dinner, if you want." He said- hopefully, almost.
I groaned. "I guess I have to, now. I'll be in my cabin, okay?"
"Of course, Juliana. I'll see you at dinner."
I did my super-awesome teleport thingy and appeared in my cabin.
"Whoa!" cried Nico, jumping up. "A little warning, please! I could have been naked!"
I laughed. "Sorry. I have a lot of things on my mind..."
"Oh, yeah. I can't wait for dinner." He said sarcastically.
"Oh yeah." I laughed. "This is gonna be great."

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