AN: So, here is the next chapter. We have about one or two more chapters before we reach Olympus and see what happens then. I hope you all enjoy this chapter.


Sea, Wisdom, and Thieves.

Chapter 8: More Then A Legacy.

The camp had changed minimally from when Danae had last seen it. And she'd seen it quite a few times as a child, though they never stayed long.

Some of the more concerned gods had pretty much let it be known she was like a time bomb waiting to blow.

Many had labeled her to dangerous to live before she was even out of the womb. That was gods for you though. Selfish, petty and paranoid.

They only cared for their own hides, they cared nothing for anyone else. If they did they had a funny way of showing.

She instantly felt drawn to the Poseidon and Athena cabins. Though it was little surprise Poseidon had the biggest draw to her, her powers took more after her grandfather but she was blessed by

Athena and she hadn't been dumb or powerless before her grandma had blessed her.

That didn't mean she wasn't weaker than a son or daughter of Poseidon and Athena. When she was little it took her great anger or irritation to be able to do more then move the water around or breathe underwater.

She'd had to train hard for over ten years to be able to do what she could now with water and it wasn't exactly painless.

The tug her father had described for her had been the same when she hadn't pushed her ability but it was more like a knife through her gut with the bigger stuff.

She hardly noticed now, but she was pretty sure she'd pushed her ability to the breaking point by now.

The truth was she was more then a Legacy, she was a demigod in her own right. It wasn't possible to get more then a half-god when two demigods procreated. Sometimes they just took after one parent more then the other.

Sawyer had never been the best with abilities connected to Poseidon, but he was smart. Eerily so. Despite the hair and eye color being their fathers he would have fit in perfectly with Athena cabin.

"Dana?" Thalia asked, raising an eyebrow at his goddaughter who was simply standing in front of the cabins, staring at Poseidon and Athena's cabins.

"Yeah?" she asked, almost numbly.

"Chiron wants to introduce you to the camp at dinner," she said. "He think it would be safest for you in the big house until we go to Olympus tomorrow."

Danae looked at the eternal maiden.

"Why wait?"

Thalia sighed.

"To give you some time to settle in. You been living in the woods for a long time now, I guess we figured you could use the break."

Danae withheld a sneer. She never could be angry with her godmother but she had nearly snapped something along the lines of 'Whose fault is that?'.

"Fine," she said.

She wasn't to sure it was safe to tell the camp who she was. To them she was the girl with a bounty on her head, who knew if this new rise to power Kronos was attempting would stop certain gods or goddesses from trying to kill her through their kids.

"Thalia! Aunt Thalia!"

Danae blinked at the yelling and she and Thalia looked around. Coming towards them were a small group of kids. Well, kids in Danae's mind anyway.

The oldest was around eleven years old, with long black hair and skin on the pale side. Her eyes were wide and dark brown. Beside her were who she could assume was the girls siblings.

The oldest around seven with messy dark brown hair and brown eyes like the older girl.

The youngest was probably five years old, maybe six, with dark auburn hair and brown eyes, though hers were lighter than the older two.

Danae frowned as the three kids came to a stop in front of them, panting.

"You came to visit," the oldest girl said, grinning. "Where were you?"

The boy was staring at Danae, his sisters seemingly hadn't seen her.

"Who's she?" the boy asked.

This caused the two girls to look at her and blink.

"Uh, guys this is my goddaughter and your father's goddaughter as well," Thalia said. "Kids, this is Danae Jackson. Danae, these are Nico and Miranda's children; Celeste, Jace and Alice di Angelo."

The kids eyes widened.

"The girl who grandpa wants to toss in the dungeons for eternity?" Alice, the youngest, asked, tilting her head to the side in innocence which stopped any sort of mean retort Danae might have had.

"Don't say that Ali," Celeste scolded and Jace just snickered.

"It's alright," Danae said, letting a small smirk grace her face. It was the closest to a true smile she'd get. "I'm that girl. I prefer Danae though, little cousins."

She snickered lightly at the wide eyes looking up at her, all shades of brown.

"We should go," Thalia said. "Mr. D wants to see you in the Big House before you're introduced."

"Do you have to go?" Jace asked, looking up at Thalia.

Thalia smiled.

"We do, and please don't tell anyone Dana is here," Thalia said, giving them stern looks.

The three di Angelo's sighed and nodded, though Thalia seemed to give the sternest glare to Jace who rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Fine," he muttered.

Thalia then led her away towards the Big House, a place she couldn't remember entering but remembered seeing once or twice.

"So, this is the little runaway," someone she could only assume was Mr. D said, looking up from playing some sort of game with Chiron and a Satyr.

Danae narrowed her eyes and the god narrowed purple eyes at her.

"Like her father I see, she has no self preservation around a god," he said and she sneered.

"I wouldn't know, you and your council got them killed when I was younger," she snapped. "Hard to have self preservation when dealing with gods when they all want your dead."

Mr. D shrugged.

"Personally, I think you're too dangerous to live but I can't be bothered searching for someone who's been hiding for over a decade," Mr. D said. "I'm a little surprised you had the guts to show up here. Sit, having four for Pinocle is always best."

Danae glared but sat down next to the Satyr at Thalia and Chiron's urging. She'd play nice for now, Mr. D had been right.

He may have voted for her death but he'd never been one of the ones to search for her. Didn't mean she had to like him though.

Same went for Hephaestus, Apollo, Demeter and Aphrodite. All of which she'd never met but was pretty sure had voted with those who thought her too dangerous to live.

The only ones who were on her side were her grandparents and Hermes.

"What do you know about why you've been called here, and the bounty on you temporarily suspended?" Mr. D asked a few seconds later.

"Kronos is rising again," she said. "You all want me to save your asses."

"Vulgar one, isn't she?" Mr. D drawled. "How are you aware of his rising though? Thelipa tell you I suppose?"

"Thalia," Danae corrected with a bite in her tone, "didn't have too. I've known for months he was gaining power, trying to rise again."

This admission caused her looks, suspicion being amongst them.

"I see, how did you come about this information than?" Chiron asked, concerned they'd already lost her to the enemy.

"My dreams, and he's sent some random monsters and demigods – or at least I assume they're demigods – to try and get me to join him. I can't be sure why he's so obsessed with getting me on his side, might have something to do with my parents."

Danae shrugged before she continued.

"As much as I'd love to see Olympus burn, I won't ally myself with the Titan who nearly killed my parents life more than once."

Mr. D glared at her, while Thalia looked close to tears as if she was recalling something. The Satyr, she was unsure his name was staring at her in fear and Chiron gave her a wise look, and something akin to pity.

"Not exactly something that would make us trust you," Mr. D said.

"I'm not here for you to trust me, frankly I don't trust you. I'm here because Thalia asked me for help, I'm here to see what they have to say and maybe I'm even here to understand why my parents loved this place. Mostly I am here because it amuses me."

Chiron sighed.

"Ah, Danae, this over here is Bluebell," Chiron suddenly, said changing the subject.

Danae blinked, looking at the Satyr and realized that despite the underdeveloped frame and shoulder length curly brown hair it was indeed a girl. She looked a little odd for a satyr though, she seemed lightly tented pale green and her eyes were a startling plant green. Like chlorophyll.

"Hi," she said tentatively.

"She's Grover's daughter," Thalia told her, and Danae nodded. "Her mother was a tree nymph."

She nodded in understanding. She remembered meeting Grover when she was younger, barely but she knew who he was anyways.

"Ah, I win," Mr. D suddenly said, laying down his cards.

Thalia rolled her eyes as if she knew what was coming and then Chiron shook his head and put his own cards down.

"I don't think so Mr. D," Chiron said. "I win."

Mr. D grumbled under his breath and sighed.

"Fine," he finally said and looked over at Danae. "Thelma, show our quest her room."

Thalia sighed at the butchering of her name and stood.

"Come on Dana, after I show you your room I'll show you around the camp."

Danae nodded, stood and followed after her godmother to a room on the ground floor. It was medium sized, with a window on one wall overlooking the camp area. The bed was full sized and it was sparsely decorated with the necessities.

It was better then the places she'd been sleeping for the last ten years – give or take a few years.

"I'm sorry about...before," Danae said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Thalia looked at her startled for once looking into Danae's green/gray eyes she could see the fragile girl she truly was and the wall of iron and ice she'd forged around her soul and heart.

"I know what I said out there was harsh and scared you, but I can't help the way I feel. I guess in a way I inherited a bit of both my parents fatal flaws. I know what it is, but I've never been able to find a word for it."

Thalia nodded.

"I understand, I just worry. I promised your parents I'd take care of you and Sawyer if anything happened to them...I failed."

Danae sighed, shaking her head.

"No, I failed. I let my pride get the best of me and I didn't see how much danger I was putting Sawyer in. How much danger I was letting myself be in, I couldn't trust anyone. In my mind the adults were the enemy...i was foolish. It was my fault."

"We could sit here and blame ourselves or we could go out and look around?" Thalia said.

Danae smiled.

"How many demigods like me are there here? Legacies I mean?"

Thalia chuckled.

"You're more then just a legacy, Danae. You always have been," Thalia said. "There might be a dozen. The di Angelo's, who you met. Vivica Rodriquez, daughter of Clarisse and Chris Rodriquez. She's around your age. Glenn Stoll, also your age. Remi Grace, seventeen and his twin sister, Vera who is a Huntress."

Danae smiled.

"Not quite a dozen Thals, more like seven," she teased.

"Your inner Athena is showing, Dana," Thalia shot back and the two laughed.

Though Danae's was more of a soft, short laugh while Thalia's was actually true and full.

"Come on, I'll show you around now," Thalia said, standing up.

Danae took one last look around her new – most likely temporary – room and followed her godmother out.