Hello people, thanks for your reviews and on the the chappie! Please vote on the poll, btw! I would honestly like anyone except for Reyna and Leo, because I had planned for her to end up with Leo, (My friend likes Percy with Reyna or Leo and made me add it) but I don't mind changing it.

Warnings-

References to Elizabeth Bathory

References to the Holocaust

"You my dearie," A deep woman's voice said "Are the most beautiful of all."

Thalia wanted to scream but she couldn't, something was holding her voice captive. The woman grabbed at her arms and began to bite her breast. A child like voice that wasn't Thalia's began to scream as the woman tore her flesh with -sharp?- teeth and started to chew her skin. Blood began to drip down her white nightgown, staining it a rich dark shade of red. The woman dipped her finger in the red substance and licked the red liquid off her finger.

What was going on? Who was this woman? Who was screaming?

"Yes dearie,"The woman looked up to her with dark brown eyes "You are the most beautiful and tastiest of all."

It wasn't until the child like voice began to scream again as the brunette woman bite into her again, did Thalia recognize the voice.

It was the voice that echoed her dreams almost every night, the same exact pitch that she often heard as a young child.

Her own.

Before she could wake up from whatever nightmare was infecting her, the scenery changed to a dark attic.

A boy was holding her in his arms and he was whispering "Machen sie keinen ton" into her ear. Thalia wanted to ask what he was saying but her body instead held the boy closer to her form.

Thalia could hear thumping and loud shouts outside the door. The boy moved under a nearby table and grabbed her with him.

A loud scream echoed throughout the house before silence.

After what felt like hours, the boy -who Thalia now realized was the grey-eyed, brunette male version of herself- looked at her and said "Ich werde sehen ob sie weg sind, bleiben hier"

While she couldn't understand him, she felt a rising fear in her heart. Her body nodded and the boy kissed her forehead before moving out from under the table.

Thalia sat there in fear under the table and she hoped the dark red cloth covering the table would hide her body.

Once again she asked, what was going on?

A few minutes passed before the boy came back to the attic. He was openly crying as he grabbed Thalia's form close to him.

"Sie haben unsere tante, Heike." Thalia for some reason started crying, even if she couldn't understand him. "Sie nahmen sie von uns."

Jason sighed as Piper sleepily leaned on his shoulder. If he was honest, there was something about her that scared him.

Her innocence.

Now Piper was tough and she could fight like a beast, but she seemed innocent at times compared to Leo and himself if he was honest. Leo went through seeing his mother die and was convinced -no matter what you said- that he was responsible for her death, as a result he was kind of coo-coo in the brain at times. Himself on the other head, he didn't even know. His memory was taken from him by some -though he would never say it out loud- bitch of a goddess.

Jason mentally face palmed himself, what was he doing with his life- no, the better question was :What was his life?

He knew he didn't belong in Camp Half-Blood, the camp was too soft for him. For some reason, he recalled strict and harsh lessons not the kind way the Greeks handled stuff.

The Greeks.

That was the first time that he had really thought about it. He wasn't really a Greek demigod, he was just a switch up with that Annabeth girl. She was where he wanted to be, where he belonged.

The minute the whole prophecy thing was done, he would go back to his own home and would never see the Greeks again. Jason wasn't scared to admit it, he didn't fit in and he didn't want too.

What was the point of trying when you knew you wouldn't succeed?

Jason glanced at Piper's softly breathing face, strands of dark hair fell in her face. She didn't deserve him, all her memories of him were faked. What if when he got his memory, she would hate him? What if he was a disgusting evil person?

Ignoring those dark thoughts he decided to go to sleep too, Leo had night shift anyway. Maybe he would feel better in the morning?

Mostly not, but it was good to hope.

"Now, do you know how much trouble you've caused me?" A mocking voice called out. Jason looked around the strange blue room, searching for the voice. The room was blank except for a sofa and a chair, resembling a therapist office.

"Please take a seat, Mr. Grace ." A person appeared in the chair. The male was tall with dark (blue?) hair and was dressed in a button up shirt and a black office pants.

Jason hesitantly took a seat on the sofa "Who are you?"

The male looked up, green eyes shining, "I'm Thanaro-though you know me better as Thanada- and I'm your therapist."

The only thought going thru Jason's head was that Leo was a really good prankster. He rolled his eyes "Leo, I'm not going to fall for that."

Thanada smiled and Jason felt his eyes go wide at the sharp fangs at the edge of his mouth.

" Mr. Grace, are you implying I'm not real?" The sea-green eyes seemed to get darker until they were a forest green color. Jason felt like crapping his pants when he noticed Thanada's claws and fangs get longer.

"No," The monster raised an eyebrow "I assumed Leo had done a prank on me since most monsters don't visit demigods unless it's for a meal."

Thanada smirked before chuckling softly "I like you, I know see why Reyna was so desperate for you to come back. You are very interesting."

Jason's eyes went wide "You know Reyna?" Thanada shrugged his shoulders

"I don't know, do I?" The monster raised up from his chair and without warning pulled Jason's shirt down to expose the shoulder.

"This is going to hurt a bit." He said before biting the exposed flesh. Jason screamed as a thick liquid entered his system.

"Dude, wake up!" He heard a voice say. Jason looked to two pairs of concerned eyes. Piper was looking over him worriedly and Leo was looking through his backpack for ambrosia.

"W-what happened?" He hated the way his voice sounded. It was croak and weak. Piper had tears coming out her eyes,

"We were sleeping, but then you started screaming and grabbing your shoulder suddenly. We moved you just in case any monsters heard you." Jason nodded, so it wasn't just a nightmare. Thanada was trying to tell him something.

But what did he mean by 'I'm your therapist'? Was that code for something? It was possible, but didn't Thanada realize that he didn't know the code? There were so many questions.

"Jason, are you okay?" Leo's voice broke out. It sounded serious for once, not a hint of playfulness was in it.

"I'm fine, it was just a little nightmare." He wanted to tell his friends but he didn't know how they would react. Heck, Jason didn't know how to react to it and he went through it.

"You have so pretty fucked up nightmares, Superman." There was the playful and joker Leo that he knew.

Jason shrugged, "Blame the gods." The two laughed at their private joke while Piper rolled her eyes.

While the trio got up and got ready to move out again, Jason couldn't help but glance down his shirt and saw proof that what happened wasn't just a nightmare.

On his shoulder was a dark purple bruise with two deep circles in the center of it.

All Jason could think about was how come he wasn't dead from the monsters bite (he has heard how poisonous it was) or from how deep the wound was.

Reyna was angry. The Queen herself, Juno had came down to this camp. And with her was none other then a child of Minerva.

Which should be impossible, Minerva was a virgin goddess for gods' sake!

To all the other campers, Minerva seemed to have found a loophole and created the children from her weaving and crafts with a bit if mortal blood. They sneered at the demigoddess but accepted it, not wanting to go against the gods.

But Reyna remembered. She and Hylla lived on Circe's island for such a long time that they learned about the Greek counterparts of the Romans. They also learned of the other counterparts, such as the Hindu, Egyptian, and Norse. She remembered when Annabeth was called 'daughter of Athena'

And there she was, the girl with no memory. The girl that haunted her dreams. The girl that destroyed her home with her male friend. While Reyna was smart enough to realize that trying to fight the son of Poseidon, Perseus Jackson -especially since he was now the feared 'Thanada'- was idiotic and would most likely get her killed in ways she wouldn't even think of, Annabeth was fair game.

She had lost her memory and as far as Reyna could see she had lost her fighting abilities as well. The daughter of Athena couldn't even remember what month she was born! While Reyna wouldn't kill her, she still wanted to teach her a lesson.

Sometimes the best lessons are a kick in the ass, literally.

"Hazel, are you okay?"

The small girl turned her golden eyes to the towering figure over her. The figure was a slightly chubby boy with chinese features. He had an worried look on his face.

"I'm fine, just thinking about something." Hazel quickly put on a false smile that Frank easily believed. He shrugged and went off with his bow and arrow in hand. The african-american girl waved him off before settling a frown across her face.

Ever since the daughter of Minerva had arrived, her past life would flash against her eyes. She would be talking to Frank one minute, and the next Sammy was in his place. Octavian could be sneering at her, and then one of her old teachers would be there calling her a spawn of evil.

But the worse reaction was when she saw the daughter of Athena. Reyna had instructed her to show Annabeth around but when Hazel had looked Annabeth in her cold, gray eyes Marie Levesque was looking right back at her. It took all Hazel's willpower to not run away from her mother's face.

"Are you alright, Hazel?" A deep voice said behind her. Hazel turned around, ready to tell Frank that she was fine when she realized-

The person behind her wasn't Frank.

It was a tall, pale guy dressed in jeans and a shirt with :ONLY THE BEST SURVIVE marked on it. A cap was fitted on his curly head of hair and a lopsided smile was nested on his face.

But most of all, Hazel was positive she had never seen this man before.

"Who are you and how do you know my name?" Hazel placed a hand on her sword.

The person chuckled, like it was a joke only she didn't get.

"Call me Percy, and you probably don't know everyone in Rome, do you?"

Hazel shook her head but kept a hand on her weapon. "Why are you talking to me?"

"I'm a therapist and you're my next patient."

The african-american girl twitched "Excuse me?"

The guy sighed and sat down besides her, "You see, Juno is making a big mistake so I'm here to fix it. I can't give you all the details, but..."

Hazel studied the male "You aren't human are you?"

"Nope" He said, popping the 'p' sound. "I'm what some might call a 'monster' or to be specific, i'm Thanada."

Hazel's eyes went wide "You're Thanada?" The guy didn't look like the metamorphosis monster she had heard about.

Percy's smile went dark "I'm starting to get pissed off when people doubt me, is it a roman thing? Jason already-"

"Wait, you know where Jason is?" Percy rolled his eyes, "No, it's not like I just said I already met the guy." he said sarcastically.

"Of course I know where Jason is, but if you want to know, I get to be your therapist."

Hazel bit her lip, on one hand he could be lying to try to get a gullible meal but he could be telling the truth...

"All right, it's a deal." After all, she's wasn't defenseless she had a sword and was ready to fight at any given time.

Percy's face lit up and before Hazel could react, he planted a kiss on her lips. The african-american girl froze before attempting to slap him but the monster had already appeared a few feet away from her.

He winked and Hazel felt her face grow hot "Thanks sweetheart, and tell that brother of yours you talked to Percy." And with that, the demigod turned monster laughed before flashing out in a circle of fire.

Hazel heard Frank call her name out and she quickly got up and ran to him. For some reason, he was annoyed with her and ignored her whenever she asked him what was wrong with him.

It got worse when she took him to remove whatever stick was up his ass.

Frank glared at the ceiling while lying in his bed.

Stupid Hazel. Stupid Camp. Stupid guy that was kissing Hazel!

She was suppose to be his! He had already planned it out, he would ask her on a warm, cloudy day (Hazel's favorite type) and would surprise her with a picnic. After the picnic, he would ask her out and then Hazel would say yes while a dark red blush would cover her cheeks. (AN-Before I get any comments, black people CAN naturally blush -I should know, I blush very easily- and technically Hazel is mixed so the blush would show on her face.)

But because of that guy all of his ideas were ruined. From what he had seen, the guy was pale with dark curly hair, kind of like Nico. And the way Hazel responded to it told Frank that even though she acted offended, she truly liked it.

Which made it more difficult for him, even though in his mind he thought that it was very unlikely for Hazel to choose him anyway. He was trapped to a fear. A fear that if he conquered, it would kill him.

Frank pulled his stick out of his pocket (he always slept with it) and stared at the piece of wood. Ever since he was a baby, this thing had haunted him and his family.

Maybe, just maybe it was time to stop being haunted by it.

The next morning, he threw the stick, his lifeline, in the river.

And that night, it appeared under his pillow dry as ever with a note attached:

I just did you a major favour, now do me one: Talk to Nico di Angelo and Hazel Levesque, tell them Percy sent you to them.

Bye, Fai Zhang!

Underneath was a smiley face with fangs. Frank grabbed the piece of wood and examined it. It looked almost exactly the same. The only difference was that a H like figure was carved on it along with what looked like an an lioness with an uraeus. And to be honest, the only reason he knew that was because his grandmother made him read about every ancient culture in the world.

What could his mean? Frank didn't know, but it sounded interesting.

Translation from German-Google Translation

Machen sie keinen ton - Make no sound (Don't make a sound)

Ich werde sehen ob sie weg sind, bleiben hier- I'll see if they are gone, stay here

Sie haben unsere tante, Heike.- They have our aunt, Heike (That's the girl's/Thalia's name)

Sie nahmen sie von uns.- They took her from us

The H like figure is an Rune that means Hagalaz or Air-Transformation and Egg of Life

The lioness wearing an uraeus is to represent Sekhmet- egyptian goddess of war and healing.

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