Sorry this is short, next one will be longer. And I am so mad at the people who keep posting stories about what happened after Mark of Athena…I HAVEN'T READ IT YET! ((( I NEED TO! NOBODY MESSAGE ME AND RUIN IT I WILL HURT YOU! MY COUSIN ALREADY SAID SOEMTHING ABOUT TARTARUS AND I DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS! Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter. It's starting to get angsty now

Andi's POV

Thalia setting my apartment on fire was the highlight of my night. She obviously didn't mean to set it on fire, but when you piss off a daughter of Zeus, something's bound to go up in flames.

"Triton, long time no see." I snarled, putting my hands on my hips.

"I see you missed me too, love." He chuckled in a British accent.

"Don't call me that." I said, ice seeping through my voice. My hand slowly crept into my pocket, where my pen/sword, Flam, was kept.

"What do you want Fish Face?" Thalia asked her spear and shield in her hands. I saw Triton flinch at the sight of Medusas face, but then again I flinched too.

"I just wanted to see my baby brother and his girlfriend. Where is Perseus?"

I glared at him, not answering.

"Oh I remember now!" He exclaimed, clapping his hands, grinning. "He left you to become a god right? Left you for Atlas's daughter. Calypso, is it?"

Fresh batches of tears were baking behind my eyes, but I held off the timer. (A/N: See what I did there? A metaphor? Eh? *crickets* Rude….)

"That's none of your business Triton." I growled, clicking my pen. Flame made a SWOOSHING sound when it grew into a three foot long sword.

"You think so Andromeda?" Triton narrowed his eyes at me, his hands moving behind his back. Thalia and I raised our weapons. "You really think you can win, Andromeda? Against the Titans?"

"We did it before, we can do it again." Thalia said.

"You clearly don't understand Miss Grace," Thalia growled at the last name. "The Titans will win this war. The Fates have predicted it."

"I highly doubt that asshole." I said, charging at him. The tip of my blade was a centimeter away from his chest when he stopped it with his thumb and pointer finger. He grinned down at me; a cold grin that sent goose bumps up and down my arms.

"Think you can beat me Andromeda?" he pulled me towards him, his arm wrapping around my waist. He leaned towards my ear. "I am a god, Andromeda. You can not beat me, it is impossible. Your Prince Charming has left you, leaving you for another woman . . . or women I should say."

I struggled against his grasp, trying to break free while wondering while Thalia wasn't helping me escape. I craned my neck to see a frozen ice statue of Thalia. I bit my tongue to keep myself from screaming.

"Yes, it is quite a sad story really," Triton starts again, gently running his thumb over my cheek. I threw my head back in attempt to keep his hands off of me. He chuckled in amusement. "I still admire your stubbornness. But I just want to know how could a guy like Percy not love a beautiful woman like you?" he said, still running his thumb over my cheek, a knife now pressing against my back to keep me in place.

"Percy loved me, I know he did." I whispered to myself. It was true. He loved me.

Emphasis on loved dearie. He used to love you. He has Calypso now.

Fuck off! I told my conscience.

"Oh but Andromeda. If he loved you don't you think he would've tried harder to stay with you? Not give in to the gods commands the way he did? Face it Princess, no one loves you. No one ever has. His love was all out of pity."

"You're wrong." I stated.

"Am I?"

A tear slid down my face, falling onto my shirt. Triton just brushed it away. I closed my eyes as if I was in a dream, a dream that I wanted to get out of.

"Don't cry. There can still be love out there for you. Like, in the Titan army maybe. Think about Andromeda. I can give you all the power that you could possibly want or need, I could give you anything you ask for, no matter what the price. I can make people love you, treat you the way you deserve to be treated. As a Queen." He ranted. I shook my head.

"No! You just want to kill everyone to gain power. You know nothing about love and what it requires." I quipped, trying to get free once again.

The tip of the knife pressed harder into my back, piercing my skin and making me wince. I looked at Triton, not even close to back down when I was pushed to the ground by a strong force.

When I looked up, I saw an angry Thalia Grace. And when I say angry, I mean really, really, really, really, really pissed off.

"When I say get the fuck out of here Fishface, I really mean get the fuck out of here!" She screamed at him, pointing a finger at him like a which. I could've sworn I saw actual blue lightning in her eyes, but since I saw the look of pure terror on Triton's face, I didn't really doubt the intense gaze of Thalia Grace.

I saw a flash of two lights; one blue and one white. After a few moments of making sure it was okay to look, I saw an unconscious Thalia on the ground, no Triton, and a fire eating its way through my living room.

I pulled Thalia over to the kitchen, grabbing the fire extinguisher. I pulled the tag, aiming towards the fire. The foam didn't do anything at all. The fire kept raging on in my apartment. I pulled my shirt over my mouth and nose, running to my room. I whipped open a backpack, grabbed some clothes, money (both demigod and mortal), and some personal items.

As I quickly looked around my room for the last time, I saw a necklace sitting on the foot of my bed. I grabbed it, opening it. It was the locket Percy gave me last Christmas, the pictures he took of us in Montauk still in there. I pulled it over my head, running out of the room.

Thalia looks like she is 100lbs, maybe a little for. But Christ, she is heavy to lift down the stairs of the apartment building. Of course, I might've dropped her a few times, her head bouncing off the walls and stairs, but to be honest, I think she'll be fine.

When we got outside, there were two fire trucks and five ambulances. Thanks gods Sally and Paul moved to a different apartment building with Jason, their four year old son.

I kept dragging Thalia to the nearest ambulance, calling someone for help.

"I found her in the hallway unconscious. I think she's injured." I tell the EMT.

"Do you know her?" she asked me, checking her pulse.

"No I don't, but I think I saw someone else inside the fire. She was trapped under a piece of ceiling."

"Do you know what apartment it was in?" she rolled her eyes. I resisted trying to punch her in the face.

Thalia just groaned in pain in the gurney, not even waking up.

"Apartment 34D." I replied, watching the EMT take out a clipboard. From what I could tell, it was a list of people who lived in each apartment.

"That's an Andromeda Turner's apartment. Are you sure there was a girl trapped in there?"

"Yes, I'm sure." I told her, lifting my hood up to cover my face as I walked down the street, two tears sliding down my face.

One for everyone who would be told I had died in a fire (ironic isn't it? Daughter of the fire god?).

And one for the life that I will never get back.