Hey, I'm back about a week early with a new chapter! Again, thank you to everyone who read my last chapter! Hope you liked it! And hopefully, you'll like this one too, so ENJOY!

June 15th Luna POV:

Later that night, I dreamed of the past again.

They were battling on top of a mountain, the gray clouds above them swirling over their battle. The dark haired fifteen-year-old girl with tears in her blue eyes, and the older blonde teen with a bloody slash over his chest, his skin sickly pale.

My mother and Luke Castellan.

In her hands, my mother held a long bronze spear and a huge shield that had the face of Medusa molded in the bronze. Aegis-Zeus's gift to Athena. Luke Castellan had a long double-edged sword, with one edge of it bronze and the other steel. I tried not to shiver from the sight of their weapons.

Mom had backed up Luke against to the edge a cliff, but they still fought on. But…why were they fighting?

"No" I whispered, but I knew they couldn't hear me. This wasn't right. "Stop it."

Next to them, a golden coffin was glowing. On it were cravings of cities burning to he ground and demigods dying a horrible death. It also sent chills down my spine. I had a feeling something very, very evil was in there.

Luke lunged at my mother, but she slammed him with her shield. His sword flew out of his hands. Clang! It chattered on some rocks. The point of my mother's spear was at Luke's throat. For a moment, everything was silent.

I don't know why, but in my mind I thought, 'Don't do it!'

"Well?" Luke says after a while, fear in his voice.

My mother trembled with anger.

Behind them, a younger Aunt Annabeth was scrambling towards them, her face streaked with dirt.

"Don't kill him!" She said and by the look in her eyes, I wonder if it was possible for her to be in love with someone else besides Uncle Percy.

"He's a traitor," Mom says. "A traitor!"

"We'll bring Luke back" Aunt Annabeth pleaded. "To Olympus. He'll…he'll be useful"

Luke sneered. "Is that what you want Thalia? To go back to Olympus in triumph? To please your dad?"

Mom hesitated. Luke then made a desperate grab for her spear. That was his biggest mistake.

"No!" Aunt Annabeth and I yelled, but it was too late. On incident, my mother kicked Luke. And he fell, his face fill with terror, over the cliff and towards his death.

"Luke!" Aunt Annabeth shouted while my mother became stiff, tears of grief and regret falling down from her eyes.

I fell to my knees; not knowing why tears also streaming down my cheeks. I put my head in my hands.

Why?

Why was I feeling this way? I wasn't fighting, nor was I part of this. I didn't even know Luke.

But…so why do I feel like I just fell in a field of tiny knives?

Why am I in so much pain?

Tyler POV:

I was in a small stoned room, as if I was in a cave. Everything was made out of black marble and stone, the walls, the floor, everything. Reed torches on the stone wall glowed dark blue.

In the middle of the room was my mother, her hands and feet bounded by celestial bronze chains. I gasped at the sight of her. Her dark clothes were torn and in shreds. Her long black hair was matted with blood, and her beautiful face was smeared with dirt and dried blood. Cuts decorated her arms and legs with fresh red blood oozing out of them. It was obvious that she had tortured.

I wanted to run towards her, my legs wouldn't move.

In front of her was Keli. She was as beautiful as ever in her human form, her hair braided over one shoulder. The dress she wore was a mixture of silky white fabric and dried blood stains.

"Where?" Keli demanded, pressing her bronze claws against my mother's pale cheek. "Where is it? Where do you find the sword? Tell me now!"

"I'm telling you, the sword is gone!" My mother cried. "It was destroyed twenty years ago during the war! In the hearth! It was thrown in the hearth! I saw it!"

"Liar!" screeched Keli. With a flick of her hand, she slashed a deep cut in the dark haired woman's cheek. My mother cried out in pain. "I know you're lying! Now tell me the filthy truth already or I'll slice your throat open!"

My mother smirked, "Stupid. If you kill me, then you wouldn't be able to find the sword…would you?"

Keli's blood red eyes flared. "You useless little demigod!" She raised her hand and my mother closed her eyes, waiting for the impact.

Then just as Keli brought down her hand, she froze, her sharp claws frozen in mid air, just inches away from my mother's throat.

A male voice boomed behind Keli. "Enough, Keli. I believe the daughter of Zeus had enough questioning for today."

I couldn't see the speaker. He was somewhere at the edge of my dream, his body hidden in the darkness.

"But my lord, she's useless! " Keli cried. "She won't speak a thing about the sword!"

"No" The male voice said. His voice was deep, like a violin. "Perhaps not, since she is a very hard woman to crack. But maybe a certain goddess shall tell us."

Keli's face lit up. "You mean you've already captured her?"

The man chuckled. "Please, it was easier then taking candy from a baby. The goddess had no idea what was coming."

Keli clapped happily. "Excellent!" Then she turned back her attention to the dark haired woman.

"But about the demigod?" Keli asked. "What should we do about her?"

"Oh her?" the man said. "You may kill her if you wish, along with the boy you brought too. I have no use for them anymore, now that I have that goddess in my hands now."

"No!" Another voice shouted somewhere also at the edge of my dream. It sounded like a woman's, and kind of familiar. "Don't kill them yet! They might be useful in the future."

"Useful? How?" The man in the shadows asked.

"As further bait. I'm sure they'll come for them."

My mother tried to protest, but failed terribly. She was too tired and hurt to even form words.

"And you're sure about that?" The man asked.

"I am."

The man was silent for a moment. "All right then." He finally said. "I shall get some people to guard them here and we shall keep them alive until the summer solstice. After that, their lives will be worth nothing of my time. Keli, take the woman back to her dungeons along with the rest.

"Of course my lord."

As Keli took my mother away by her hair, the man spoke towards the woman. "I hope this plan of yours will work, sweetheart."

I could almost hear the smirk in her voice. "Oh believe me dear, it will work. And then, they shall all fall directly in your grasp."

I woke up, my heart pounding and my blanket in knots. Considering I was only half-awake, I nearly screamed when I saw the twenty-foot tall statue of the King of Gods holding a lighting bolt towards me. For a moment, I thought it was going to smite me, hearing the sound of thunder around me. Then I remembered I was in Cabin One and it always sounded like a thunder storm in here.

I could see why Jasmine rather stay in Barbie Heaven then this place. It was like a temple in here, along with the sounds of thunder rumbling throughout the cabin as a bonus effect. I'll admit the place looks really cool and all, but unless you like a thunder storm lullaby, it's not really my place to sleep in.

I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair, wondering what that dream was about. The only thing I knew for sure, my mother was in trouble.

I looked to my side, where Luna was sleeping peacefully on her side on a futon wearing the blue fuzzy pajamas Jasmine gave her. Her mouth was slightly opened and her blonde hair over her face. Since there wasn't any furniture, Chiron gave a futon to use. But only one. I guess he thought we could share one since we were siblings. He was dead wrong. So being the nice big brother I was, I offered to sleep on the floor.

One of my biggest mistakes ever.

I sighed, wondering if Alyssa was enjoying her cabin. After she was claimed by Persephone, she had fainted. Chiron said that she was just a little exhausted and that with good night's rest, she'll be completely fine. But I was still worried.

"Mom" Luna suddenly said.

I look over at her. Her eyes were still closed, but her breathing was heavy and I saw beads of sweat on her forehead. A Nightmare? She repeated mom's name in her sleep again.

"Luna" I said.

"No" She turned on her back, "Mom, stop it."

I gripped her shoulder and shook her, "Luna"

She shook her head, "Please, stop"

I shook her again. "Luna, wake up!"

"No!" She shouted and bolted upright, hitting my forehead with hers.

"Ow!" We groaned and rubbed our foreheads.

"Gods Tyler what were doing?" She hisses. Her chest was rising and falling quickly. Beads of sweat were all over her.

"You were talking in your sleep" I said.

"I-I was?" Luna stared at me with blank eyes.

"Yeah, you were saying 'No, mom, stop it please!' Were you having nightmare?" I asked.

Luna didn't look at me. "That's none of your business Tyler"

"Luna, I'm your brother. I should be able to know"

"You don't need to know anything." She said and pushed me.

I quickly regained my balance and shot a glare at my little sister who happily returned it. Then I noticed something in her eyes.

I sat on the futon and studied her.

Luna narrowed her eyes. "What?"

"Tears" I said.

"What?" Luna gave me a puzzled look.

"There's tears in your eyes" I stated.

Luna rubbed her eyes with her fuzzy sleeve. "No there isn't."

"Stop lying Luna" I said. "You know I sense you lying through the link. Come on; just tell me the truth already. Tell about your dream"

Luna was quiet for a moment. Then she did the unexpected. She hugged me, something she hasn't done since we were kids. I stared down at her with wide eyes, completely surprised. I was frozen for a minute before I awkwardly wrapped my arms around her too.

"They were fighting" Luna then muttered in my shoulder.

I rubbed her head gently. "Who were fighting?" I asked her.

Luna glanced up at me with a sad expression. "Mom and Luke"

I frowned, "Luke? Why? Did mom and he have a friend spat or something?"

Luna glared at me and punched me in the shoulder. "This isn't funny Tyler! They were fighting to death! They had weapons and Luke was bleeding and mom, she, she…" Her voice faltered.

"She what?" I asked softy.

Luna didn't look at me. She whispered so softly that I almost couldn't hear. "She killed Luke."

I froze. My mind went blank. "What?"

Luna began sobbing, which even shocked me even more. "She-she killed him Tyler! Mom, she k-kicked h-him off a cliff and-"

"Whoa wait, wait" I said. "Slow down Luna. Tell me the whole dream. From the start."

Luna hesitated, but she told me. About mom and Luke fighting, about how Aunt Annabeth begged mom to not kill him, and how mom kicked Luke off the cliff. By the time she was done, her cheeks were stained with tears and her blue eyes were now red and puffy from crying.

"I-It was terrible Ty" She cried. "Mom, she killed someone!"

"Well she didn't really kill him. She just caused him to fall and-"

Luna cried even harder.

Bad move Tyler, bad move! Think! I thought quickly.

"Hey, we don't know if mom really did kill him. Maybe Luke survived. Maybe he's alive today." I tried to reassure her.

Luna suddenly fell to her knees. She choked on another sob, and rubbed her red puffy eyes.

"It's…it's all my fault" She finally said. "If I didn't let mom go on that day, maybe she would still…"

"Luna, you can't keep blaming yourself for things that aren't your fault." I said softly. "I know you feel guilty about mom and Alex-"

Luna looked at me sharply. "I never-"

"But you do Luna," I said. "And so do I, but we both let mom go on that day. There's no way we've known this would happened. And if she stayed, we might have gotten involved with whatever happened with mom. As for Alex, that was his own choice and you can't blame yourself for it."

"But…But" She paused for minute and huddled her knees to her chest. She rested her head on her knees. She sighed. "I'm so stupid, aren't I?" She said.

"Yep pretty much" I said.

Luna jerked her blonde head up. She punched me in the shoulder again. "You're not possible to agree with me you idiot" she grumbled.

I smirked, knowing that was a good sign that she was calming down.

"Anyway Luna" I said, trying not grin, but was failing terribly. "What happened between you and Joey during Capture the Flag last night? You were… like cuddling with him"

Luna's mouth dropped open in shock. "First of all, that was not cuddling at all! It was a mere hug. Secondly, he was the one that hugged me! And I did not enjoy one minute of it!"

"You sure?" I said, wiggling my eyebrow. "It seemed like you were enjoying it."

"I was not!" Luna exclaimed. I wasn't buying it through. The shade of red on her cheeks was a big giveaway.

"Aww, does my little sister have a crush now?" I said in a sing-along-tone.

"Shut up! I do not!" she protested.

I grinned and patted her head. "Don't worry, I was just teasing you sis"

Luna shoved me hard. "I hate you Tyler." She grumbled.

"And I love you too sister dear."

She sent me another evil glare. Yep, she was back to the same old Luna again.

I was about to tell her about my dream when someone said, "Well isn't this a cozy place."

Luna and I jumped at least a mile in the air.

Standing in front of us was a slim middle-aged man in a gray postal carrier outfit along with tiny white wings attached to the side of his white pith helmet. He had curly salt-and-pepper hair, a sly smile, and elfish features. In his hand was a long wooden staff with white wings sprouting at the top, and was entwined with two living green snakes. He looked kind of familiar to me, I didn't know why.

The post man looked around the cabin. He whistled. "Yep haven't been in here for years! Through it's still the same cold comfy temple as always. Just like Dad's soul!"

The sound of thunder throughout the cabin seemed too rumbled even more.

The post man chuckled and turned to us, a familiar mischievous twinkle in his also familiar blue eyes. "Mind if I sit here with you two?" he asked.

Luna and I just stared at the man. "Before asking," Luna said, "Maybe you should try introducing yourself first."

The post man raised his eyebrows. "What? You mean you guys don't recognizing me?" He shook his head in bitter disappoint. "And here I though you legacies were actually smart."

Luna's nostrils flared in fury and I clenched my fists. How dare he cause us Grace kids stupid! (Okay, so what if we get bad grades in school. It doesn't mean that we're stupid or anything!)

I narrowed my eyes. "Just who are you exactly?" I asked him.

The man held up his rod. "See this?" He said. "It's my symbol of power."

Symbol of…power? What was he talking about? Then I recognized the rod and I caught my breath. It was a caduceus, the symbol of one of my favorite gods.

"You're Hermes-"I began.

"The god of messengers and travelers" Luna finished, also recognizing the god.

Hermes smiled. "I like you girl." He said. "Usually, that's not first thing most people introduce me as. Most of the time, I'm usually called the God of thieves and pranksters."

That's because those are the only things you do besides doing your job and hanging out with those mortal women, a raspy female voice said in my head.

Hermes banged his rod against the cold marble floor. "Oh just be quiet." He grumbled.

The female voice kept on muttering, Ow, Ow, Ow.

Another raspy voice entered my head, only this time it was a male's voice. Ouch! Why am I getting punished too? I didn't say anything this time!

"Wait," Luna pointed a shaking finger at the two very alive snakes on the wooden staff. "Are those things talking?"

"Oh, are you talking about George and Martha? They don't bite of course. Say hi you guys."

Hi, the male voice said. George and Martha at your service. Do you have any rats for me to eat?

George, don't be so rude! Scolded Martha.

What? I'm hungry!

"Oh quit it you two!" said Hermes. "I'll give you some rats later."

"So um, Lord Hermes-"I began to say.

"Bah! Enough with whole Lord thing. Its sounds too formal like coming from you guys! Please, just call me Hermes."

"Um yeah" I said, "and um, no offense L-Hermes, but why are you here?"

"Why to help to you out of course!" The god of thieves grinned. "Oh! That reminds me." He searched through his mailbag, grumbling, "No, not that. Where is it? Aha!" He pulled out something and grinned at Luna and me once more.

"Here, I have something for you kids. A little present from dear old Dad and me."

He handed me a small, black-wrapped present box from his mail bag. Luna got the same thing, only it was wrapped in a silver wrapping paper. We opened it and our eyes widen in surprise at its contents.

Inside was a pair of earrings, both very different from another. One of them was a simple white dangling earring. A black winged shaped earring hung from a silver stud.

The other was a black huggie earring, a black curved plate about an inch thick with the silver carving of an eagle on it.

Luna's eyes shined like a kid on Christmas morning when she saw the silver winged shaped earrings inside the box, the colors of it reflecting off the brazier lights.

"Thanks" we said and glanced up at the smiling god. Then we frowned, "But why are you giving this to us?"

Hermes's eyes twinkled. "Call it an early birthday present from your grandfathers. Your mother was going to have your ears pierced for your birthday correct?"

Luna and I nodded. We've wanted to get piercing for years.

"Good" Hermes said, "I'm sure will serve you well in the future. They're one of kind see? Seeing how much we care about you, Zeus and I had it personally made for you two by Hephaestus and Hecate themselves, so you kids are very lucky to have this. Very magical and advanced theses things are."

"But, what does it do?" I asked.

Hermes's eyes twinkled. "They can make you fly."

"Really?" I exclaimed. How do they work?"

"Oh, it's quite simple really. All you have to do is put those things, say the magic word, and bam! You guys will be on your merry way."

"And the magic word is?" I asked.

Hermes smiled. "Maia"

The moment he said that, white bird wings sprouted out of his shoes. They lifted him up from the ground. My eyes bugged out and I'm guessing Luna's did too. The snakes, George and Martha, looked at us and slithered around the wooden rod. Even through I couldn't see myself at the moment, I bet the look on my face was priceless, seeing how it looked like George and Martha were trying not to laugh.

"Maia!" Hermes said and settled back on the ground.

"Cool!" I exclaimed, thinking how childish I just sounded. "Can we do that too?"

"Only if you have on" Hermes says.

Luna and I groaned.

Hermes just chuckled.

Hey, George suddenly said. They look like just Luke!

Everyone turned to the male snake. For a few minutes, the only sound that could be heard in the room was thunder.

Luna and I froze as we stared at the talking snake. "What?" we managed to spit out.

George what are talking about? Martha said. The kids look nothing like him!

What? Can't you see the resemblance in them? I mean look at them! The boy looks just like him Martha! Plus, he's got Hermes's eyes, just like Luke! And the girl, she's got his blonde hair and-Ow!

Hermes banged his caduceus against the marble floor. "Oh be quiet you little snake! Or there won't be any rats for you when we get back!" He warned.

"Um who's Luke?" I asked.

"My son" Hermes says with a pained expression, "Luke, my greatest pride…He died twenty years ago in-"

His voice broke. He sounded so heartbroken I didn't know what to say. I almost asked him if he wanted a hug.

"We're sorry for your loss" Luna and I said. "But, why did George say we look like him-?

"Oh that, George just always think every kid who has blonde hair or blue eyes is Luke's reincarnation. He's always liked the kid. And so every time he sees a blonde kid, he always think its Luke or not. Don't think about it too much, George is just a stalker that way."

Hey! George protested.

I narrowed my eyes at the god, having a feeling he was lying, but I just waved that feeling off. But was Hermes's son Luke the same one in my mom's past?

"Hey," Luna said, "um, just wondering, but" Luna bit her lip. "Was your son's last name Castellan?"

Hermes looked stunned. "How did you-?"

"I saw his painting in the Oracle cave." Luna said. "And people told me he was a son of Hermes that died becoming a true hero."

Hermes gave her a melancholysmile, his eyes sad. "Yes, he was hero. A true hero who died doing what was right. But anyway," Hermes's eyes became serious. "What now Tyler and Luna Grace? What are you going to do about your mother?"

My heart twisted and Luna's shoulders tensed at the mention of Mom

I decided to answer for her. "I-I don't know" I said. I wondered if he knew about that dream I just had about her.

Hermes raised his eyebrows. "But don't you want to go save her though?"

"Yes" Luna and I answered in unison.

"But we have no idea where she is." I added.

"Ah, I believe you'll find out that answer yourself soon Tyler. Both you and your sister."

I frowned, "what know you mean?"

"Here's a hint, something that Auntie Hestia likes to say, 'What runs away from home, always to returns to it in the end.'"

Luna raised her eyebrows. "Are you sure that's Hestia said?" She asked. "'Cause it sounds pretty fake to me."

Hermes laughed, "Oh believe me my girl. It is the truth, and an important piece of information that you need to know on your mission to find my sister. You shall know soon enough."

Sir, you still have fifty more delivers to make. Martha said

And hundred more messages to reply. George added.

"Well," Hermes said, "I must go now. I will send you guys the things you need tomorrow night."

"Wait" I said, "Why are you even helping us?"

"Who knows? Maybe I just want to give you a chance to save your mom. Or maybe I just want you to become a great hero like your father."

"My father? Do you know him?" I asked

Busted. George whispered, thinking I couldn't hear him.

George, be quiet! Martha half yelled in a whisper.

Hermes stayed silent and probably let out a silent curse. His expression hardened and the wings on his hat fluttered restlessly, as if the mention of my father gave him bad memories.

"You do know him don't you? Tell us then, who was he? How did he die? If you truly care about me and my sister, tell us the truth.

He twirled the caduceus in his hand. "I am afraid I can not, my child."

"Why? Why can't you?" I felt myself getting anger. My anger flared. Here I was, so close to knowing who my father was, and yet so far. I was tired of secrets being kept from me. I wanted an answer.

"Because your father had a terrible destiny. And as your grandfather, I wish for you guys to not follow your father's path."

I was too angry to even think a second thought about how he called himself our grandfather.

"But you don't know that." Luna growled. "You don't know if we're not like him or him."

"Goodbye Tyler, Luna. Good luck on finding my sister. Say hi to your grandmother for me on your way getting the sword."

Bye. George said.

Good luck on succeeding. Martha says.

"Hey wait a minute! What did you mean my grandmother? And what sword?"

But the god was beginning to glow. I averted my eyes and Luna did same as Hermes showed his divine form. We both knew from Mom that if you looked at a god's divine form, you would disintegrate into ashes.

Then the white light died. Hermes was gone, leaving Luna and me alone in Cabin One.

Luna was the first one to break the silence. "Argh!" She cried in frustration. She threw Hermes's gift across the cabin out of rage, and the box hit directly on Zeus's grumpy face.

"That stupid messenger of the gods!" She grumbled and the thunder around the cabin seemed to have gotten louder. Her eyes were filled with disbelief and anger. My body was also trembling with rage too.

But I knew getting angry would get us nowhere. "Whoa calm down Luna!"

"CALM DOWN?" she shouted. She was so mad that blue sparks flickered off her clothes. "Tyler, how can I calm down right now? That guy, he knew who our father was, yet he refused to tell us who he is! He knew everything Tyler! And-"

She was cut off when the doors of the cabin burst open, letting in an orange light. Joey appeared in doorway, shirtless with a sword in his hand, his mouth in a straight line. Luna looked away, but I caught her cheeks tinted red.

I stood, "Joey, what's wrong?"

"You guys need to come out quick" he said. The orange glow behind him made his amber eyes look brighter. "You need see this."

Tomorrow's my birthday, so I would LOVE to lots of reviews as a birthday present so review please! And thanks for reading people!