"I can't do it!" I complained, as I once again shattered a glass at the front of the room. Chaos was trying to teach me how to control my powers, but it wasn't working.

"Just focus," Chaos told me. "Focus on what you want to happen, and don't let anything distract you. It takes time to learn this stuff Alpha. You need to have patience."

"I can't control it, Chaos! Sure, I put a bit of magic into a mirror when I was a child, but that was a complete accident. I didn't even know magic existed back then."

"Maybe we should try a different approach," he decided. "You said the mirror is in your room?"

"Yeah."

"Why don't you go get it? You're not having luck with moving physical objects, but maybe you could try changing the image you see in the mirror. You've done it unconsciously before, so you know it's possible."

I shrugged, "I guess it's worth a try."

I ran out of the room, going up windy staircases and hallways that looked exactly the same until I finally reached my hallway. I'd lived there for a couple weeks, and was starting to get a feel for the place, but I still got lost quite a bit.

"Hey Alpha!" Dawn said, running to catch up with me, as I entered the hallway our rooms were in. I slowed my pace, so we could both catch our breath.

"What's the big rush?" Dawn asked, as we walked side-by-side to our rooms.

"Working with Chaos, I'm just grabbing something from my room. I don't want to keep him waiting."

"What are you working on?"

"Magic," I replied simply. After telling Chaos about the mirror the week before, I'd decided to tell Dawn about it.

"That's awesome, Alpha!" she'd said.

I still didn't understand how anyone thought my powers were great, but I did know for sure that if they wanted them, I would happily give them away.

"How's it going?" she asked.

I shrugged, "Not great. I can't really do anything except shatter glass cups."

She cracked a smile, "It's more than I can do."

"That's not true," I argued.

"How?"

"You can shatter glass cups with your hands." She laughed, and , and stopped at her door.

"Seriously though, Alpha," she said. "Appreciate what you have. There are people out there who would die to have your powers."

I nodded. What she didn't understand was that I didn't hate my powers; I feared what people would think of me when they found I had them.

I sighed, and opened the door to my room, looking over to the west wall where I'd hung the mirror. I'd done my best to make my bedroom look like the one I had in the Underworld. Of course there were minor differences, like how my bed wasn't on a slightly raised platform, but all in all, they were pretty similar.

I grabbed the mirror of the wall, and stared at it for a couple seconds as I held it in my hands. The surface looked like it was rippling a bit, and I wondered if that was my magic. I stared at it mesmerized for a couple moments, but then finally tore my gaze away, remembering why I was up here in the first place.

As I left my room, I let my eyes drift back down toward the reflection. I watched how it first showed me my own face, but after a few moments, it showed me my brother instead. I couldn't quite tell what he was doing, and after a few seconds, I decided it didn't matter anyway.

When I looked at it again, once I was back in my training room with Chaos, Nico wasn't showing up in the mirror anymore. Maybe it was a good sign. I didn't want to see Nico, so the mirror wasn't showing me him. I was starting to control it.

I was practicing using the mirror a couple weeks later in my bedroom when Dawn decided to continuously punch my door (or "knock" as she put it). I sighed and shook my head, a smile appearing on my face as I walked over to let her in.

"Here listen to this," Dawn said, sticking an earbud in my ear, the second I opened the door.

"What is it?" I asked, closing the door after she walked in.

"Just listen," she replied.

People say we shouldn't be together,

We're too young to know about forever

But I say, they don't know what they're talk talk talking about

This love is only getting stronger

And I don't want to wait any longer

I just wanna tell the world that you're mine girl.

Dawn paused the song.

"So what do you think?" she asked excitedly.

"It's good," I said. Her face fell.

"Just good?" she asked.

"Well I haven't really listened to much..."

"So you want to listen to more?" she asked, brightening up again.

"Sure," I said, with a laugh.

As time went on, I started to like One Direction more and more. Chaos gave me an iPod when I asked for one, and I started to listen to their music on constant repeat, especially when I was practicing fighting or using my magic. It would either calm me down, or get me pumped up, depending on the song and the situation.

My magic improved as time went on as well. I learned to control it a bit more, and I learned how to see other people in the mirror, not just Nico.
I watched as the other demigods and campers grew up. I saw Thalia become the lieutenant of the Hunters of Artemis, and I watched the Prophecy unravel. I witnessed Percy and Annabeth's first kiss, and Percy's time spent on Ogygia. I was there as both Beckendorf and Silena- two people I had never met- died in horrible ways. I cried when I watched Luke stab himself when Percy handed him the knife, and Annabeth tell the boy she liked to think of as a brother that he was a hero. I felt proud of my friend when he turned down becoming a god, because he didn't want to leave his friends, and instead asked for something that would benefit others instead of himself. I listened to Rachel spout the Prophecy of Seven, and wished that I could comfort Annabeth when Percy disappeared. I stared in shock when Jason Grace was claimed as a son of Zeus, and I sighed when I heard Nico talk about how he brought Hazel back to life- the thing that touched me the most in the that story was that he was in the Underworld to come see me. I watched Leo make the Argo II, and Percy and Annabeth's reunion.
Unfortunately I barely watched over them for some time- thousands of Chaos years- after that, since I hardly ever found the time to catch up on what the demigods were doing. There were more and more people coming to our training ground, especially after the Titan War. Life was getting busy and checking up on the human world was not a high priority. That's why it was such a shock when I found out about Annabeth.

"We're safe now," Percy whispered to his girlfriend in what seemed to be an elevator. They were both a mess and covered in blood. "We made it out."

I didn't even try to understand what was going on. All I knew was that they were both hurt, and if they didn't get help soon, they would likely die.

Annabeth nodded in response to Percy, as she slumped against the wall. They both seemed to be falling unconscious when the elevator floor flew open under Annabeth.

I stumbled back from the mirror, letting a small scream, as I watched Annabeth fall through the floor, a look of pure terror on her face. I didn't know her very well, but I did know of her, and I knew she didn't deserve the fate she received. I just hoped the others would have more luck.

Percy's eyes flew open, and he put his hand into his pocket, probably reaching for his sword, but by then it was too late. Annabeth was gone.

And then I got to watch, wanting to look away but unable to, as Percy screamed and banged against the walls, trying to get back to his soulmate. It was horrifying, but also magnificent. Percy would probably die if he went after her, but he was willing to anyway. He was willing to do anything for her. I idly wished that someone would love me the way he loved her. But as I focused back on the image in front of me, I knew that would never happen. I lived in Chaos' world, training every day to become part of an army that didn't even have a leader yet. I lied to everyone I knew, telling them I grew up in Chaos' world, that I've never been to Earth, that I didn't know my real name. The lies kept building up, and I couldn't stop them. Anyone who fell for Alpha would not be falling for me. And they would hate me when they found out the truth.

I shook those thoughts out of my head, and turned back to the mirror. I watched as the doors to the elevator opened and Percy stumbled out, falling at the feet of the demigods I had only seen in my mirror, never in real life. He didn't get up again, and I turned away, not wanting to see what happened next. I had seen enough for today.

I walked over to my bed in a trance, and sat down. I just sat there, on the edge of my bed, staring at the opposite wall. I didn't know if Percy was dead or alive, and I probably wouldn't find out for a while. There was only one thing I knew for sure.

"She's dead," I whispered, even though no one was listening. "Annabeth's dead."