Ok, second chapter of today. BTW, Hermes' Little Girl (I'll just call her HLG) has an absolutely awesome bio. It's nice knowing who the leader of the crazy people on Earth is.

Thalia P.O.V.

As I walked into the school with Nico, following Piper, the screech of tires filled our ears. Piper and Jason swung around, as we all turned toward the noise. It was a camp van, just sitting there in the middle of the parking lot.

"Hey Jason! Beauty Queen! Wassup!" Leo shouted at us, getting out of the van as we stared at him in bewilderment. Meanwhile every girl's jaws dropped, and I'm pretty sure some started drooling. Frank and Hazel followed him out, Frank's arm protectively around Hazel's waist and both rolling their eyes at Leo's childish habits. Then Reyna came out, and you could practically hear Mark's ego re-inflating. He got up from the asphalt, as Juliet strolled over to Leo in a manner she must have thought was sexy. I thought it looked like she badly needed to pee.

"Hey there beautiful," Mark said to Reyna cockily. "I'm Mark, but you can call me any time." Reyna raised her eyebrows at him, and Leo walked over next to her, twisting out of Juliet's desperate grasp.

"Do you want to beat him up? 'Cause if not, I'd love to," Leo said to her questioningly. Reyna thought about it for a moment, before opening her mouth to answer him. But by then Mark was already gone.

Leo and Reyna both smirked, before they began to kiss. Meanwhile, Nico, Jason, Piper and I were interrogating Frank and Hazel as to why they were here. Apparently they decided to follow Jason here because camp had gotten pretty much boring.

The rest of the day went by without issue, until later when I was chilling in my dorm.

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I was rocking along to Boulevard of Broken Dreams, while Nico listened with me using the other earbud. But he was so distant today. He kept staring off somewhere with his gorgeous black eyes, which radiated death and power. He was so cute.

Suddenly his head jerked toward the door of my dorm, just as Spyrite came in. She placed her artwork on her bed, and then walked over and sat down on the rug in front of us.

She looked into Nico's eyes for a moment with great concentration, before he nodded. She smiled at him, and then smiled at me, holding out her hand for me to shake. I shook it uncertainly, as she started talking to me as if meeting me for the first time.

"Hello. My name is Spyrite Vesta, and yours is Thalia Grace. I am sorry for not trusting you earlier. I sensed some of my fellow shadow user's power on you, but wanted to be sure before I told you the truth. I'm a Nyv. You probably don't know what that means, so I'll show you."

I was confused at her words and saw no change in her movements; apparently whatever she was showing me didn't involve movement. But then it started. Her violet eyes closed, and her hair slowly turned black. Black and violet scales began appearing on her forehead, cheeks and the back of her hands. Then I heard the sound of clothing tearing, and two arching blackish violet wings like the kind dragons had in picture books. Her shirt and pants were shredded by the spikes that grew down her back, and her whipping tail.

When her body stopped changing, she had scales covering her chest and other area (I don't want to get into description okay), and she might have been a dragon, if not for the fact her face stayed human, and skin showed in parts not covered by the scales.

Suddenly her eyes snapped open, and I noticed with a shock her pupils had dilated to look like that of a reptile. She stood slowly taking in my shocked expression, and smirked.

"I…you…fairy," I stuttered out weakly. She frowned slightly and shook her head.

"I'm no fairy, they are miniature beings found in Asia, the friends of the Weste Tribe, the Wyv. I am a Nyv, but you'll never remember that, so call me a pixie or dragon."

That's when I pulled my moon barrette out of my hair. Dragons were dangerous enemies of demigods, and were extremely hard to kill. Seeing my offensive action, Nico put his beautifully pale hand onto mine, lowering it.

"It's okay, just listen to her story, everything will then make sense." Nico smiled at me his dark eyes glued to mine, coming closer every second-

A whimper sounded from the corner of the room. Nico and I turned away from our almost kiss to see Spyrite, curled up in a ball on her bed. Feeling our questioning stares on her back, she started her story, in a broken-hearted voice.

"Eight years ago, I lived happily with my tribe. We were those of the Northe. Our tribe's king was my father, Unyci, and he was a Energyv. That meant he had the Gift of Energy. He had the power to take away someone's energy, and then add it to his own. He and the rest of the tribe expected me to be something great, a Firyv, or maybe a Earthyv.

"Then the day of my eighth birthday came. That is the day your Gift is revealed. I shared a birthday with another, a Nyv named Aaro. He was born around a minute before me, so he was Gifted first. His Gift shocked all of us Nyv, he was a Lightyv. A Nyv with the Gift of Day. Everyone celebrated him, for he was the new king. Nyv law states that the most powerful Nyv in the tribe is the king, and a Lightyv is the most powerful.

But then only a minute later, I got my Gift. I transformed into a monster. My closest friends all abandoned me, even Aaro and dad. I flew away and never looked back. Now I'm just waiting for a reason I can continue living. I would rather die than live an evil life."

As she finished up, Spyrite turned to Nico and inclined her head to him before transforming back. After she was her weird human self again, she turned to me.

"I know you and Nico aren't normal. You possess the powers of Nyv with the Gift of Weather, a Weatheryv. And Nico possesses powers similar to mine, but he also is a child of Death, so he can raise the souls of humans. What I have asked of him, and what he has accepted to do, is train me in the art of shadows."

I looked dumbfoundedly at both of them, before pulling myself together and turning to the Nyv before me.

"Your secret is safe with me, I promise."

Wow, that was so long. I hope you are happy unknown reviewer. Also, Taffeh A. Llama, Mrs. McGumry's reaction will be soon, and funny.