A/N: I do not own PJO. It came to my attention that I put something wrong on a previous chapter. On the chapter where I said that it took place in June 2011, and that Gaia was rising. I'm going to go back over that part and fix it.

My dream started like this; I was flying over a magnificent kingdom, as I watched a poor, raggedy looking woman fall on her knees pleading with a young, handsome man. The man laughed at her and spit towards her before he turned and walked away. Somehow in my mind, I knew the woman's name, Agenta. After the man left, she fell and wept. I drew my bow and fired a lead arrow that had a faint red glow. As it hit the woman, the glow spread over her body. It lifted her up into the air and when she landed again she was astoundingly beautiful. Under my breath, I muttered; 'I will avenge your love', and flew off.

The scene changed and now I was on Olympus, Hidden in the shadows of the many flowers. In front of me, I could see two men, talking and laughing and just having a great time. One was the same man from the last scene of my dream, and the other one was Ares- no not Ares, his son Deimos. The men leaned in as if they were about to kiss but before they could do anything, I released an arrow from the bow that I had no idea I was holding. As the arrow flew, time felt like it was slowing down. The arrow sliced through the air and was in perfect target for the man's Jugular vein in his neck. The arrow passed clean through his throat and passed out the other side, before the man's body fell to the ground with a thud. Deimos stood, stunned and blinked back a tear.

"Are you happy now, Anteros?" Deimos asked me. "You finally got him, after 17 years of pursuit." He shook his head, as he began to glow with anger.

"I will never be happy, doing my work." I replied. "But I must do my job brother, just as you must haunt mortals with their deepest terror."

"I will get you back for this, brother." Deimos stated.

He turned and flashed out in a fit of rage. My dream began to fade away but Deimos' words rang relentlessly through my head. As I opened my eyes, streams of sunlight flashed into my pupils. It took a couple of seconds before I could actually see.

I woke up on a bench, in a beautiful park. Before I looked down at myself, I remembered the events that took place before I blacked out. I was prepared to have on ripped, burned up clothes, and a bunch of scars. But when I looked down, I had also remembered my blessing from Aphrodite, and that brought a smile to my face. I was dressed in my normal Blue silk button down shirt, my black jeans, and my black dress shoes. I also had my black aviators on my forehead. I took them off and looked at my reflection. I had my hair slicked back down to my shoulders and any scars that I had, were gone. I was as good as new.

I sat up and looked around and saw Maurice underneath a tree doing pull-ups, which is what he always does when he needs time to think. He had on some black athletic shorts but no shirt. A group of girls had already gathered around him to marvel at his 'Amazing' body. I chuckled and shook my head; he was probably smiling like a little kid on the inside. I looked at the girls, and saw an exotic looking girl and I decided to kill two birds with one stone. I could flirt with this girl and learn where I was at the same time. I stood up, and walked over to the woman and through on the Charm(speak).

"Excuse me miss," I said with my smoothest voice I could muster. "Could you please tell me where I currently am?"

She looked at me strangely and then said; "I no speak, English." She had a heavy French accent. I prayed silently that we were still in America.

Thankfully, since I was a child of a love god, I could naturally speak French. I asked her where we currently were and what she said confused me. She told me that we were in Toronto, Canada. I suddenly burst out laughing at Maurice. We were headed to Southern California, but somehow the imbécil ended up going basically straight up north.

I asked her for a second, and I ran towards Maurice. I took off my shirt, and jumped up on the branch next to him. I knew he was would be mad at me for stealing his show, but I did it anyway. He looked at me stunned, and then mouthed; 'What are you doing?' I smiled and then out loud, I said;

"Well you idiot, if you haven't figured out yet, you flew us straight north instead of taking us west to California."

"Oh, yeah." He responded. "I knew that already. But I didn't take us here, He did." He pointed behind me and I looked back, surprised.