The crowd moved as one, eager to see the happening of the inner circle. Lupa growled and chased them out with an order. The younger children fled immediately, still terrified of the over-sized she-wolf, though they'd never admit it. Slowly the elders left, leaving a circle around the still smoking girl.

Percy reached out and touched her, "Thalia," He whispered her name, afraid he was dreaming. Finding her solid, he grasped her scalding arm and pulled her to him quickly. His own body gave up steams of protest from the heat but he ignored it all. Thalia chuckled, "She's over there, you idiot," pointing in Annabeth's direction.

Annabeth stood dumbfounded at the glorious sight of Percy. His head was lacking the hair she knew, replaced with a stern buzz cut. His eyes were the same though, the color of the ocean, pulling her out to sea. She looked over him, noticing that his shirt hugged him more than usual, and the cloth was purple, not the bright orange she was so accustomed too. She spoke in a whisper, "Seaweed Brain."

At her words, Percy's mind was thrown into chaos. He threw himself on the ground clutching his head and muttering nonsense. Annabeth gasped and went to move towards him, before Lupa snapped at her, a warning to stay away.

"What's he doing?" Adrian asked, more curious than afraid.

"Discovering his heritage," Lupa said condescendingly. One of her cubs should have recognized the signs. She stowed away her disappointment.

"But we already know who his-" Annabeth's voice trailed off as Lupa shot her a lethal glare, one even Thalia couldn't rival.

"He must discover this on his own. It is his only way to connect the pieces."

After what felt like hours, Percy's murmurs ended and he stood triumphantly, "Poseidon. Will you claim me as your own?" He was answered as a trident, the symbol of his immortal father, appeared above his head.

Adrian sputtered, searching for an answer, "Their lying. They both can't be children of the Big Three. The oath-"

Lupa smiled wearily at the boy, "The gods are not known for their self-control. With two aspects, they did much damage. The oath wore away long ago."

"To have one, a mistake. Two, unlikely. But three, that's impossible," He couldn't grasp the severity of the gods disobedience.

"Five actually," Annabeth said boldly, " Jason, Percy, Thalia, as you know. Back at camp, Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, Pluto. He had a sister, but she. . . well, she's gone now."

Percy added up the numbers in his head, then panicked as he realized what was missing, "Where is she?" His question was directed at Adrian.

"Reyna? I think she left with Jason," Adrian had pulled his knife and was cleaning his nails nonchalantly. On the inside, he was as panicked as Percy. He had just gotten her back and she'd returned to Jason's side without a second look.

"What?" Percy began to look around, hoping they hadn't gone too far, "He's dangerous, she shouldn't be with him. He'll hurt her. Or worse."

Annabeth broke into the conversation, "Are you suggesting he'd kill her?"

"No," Percy spoke in a rush, "She'll hurt him." No longer paying attention to the others, he began shouting for Reyna in Greek, "μικρή ξαδέρφη, κορίτσι κοράκι, πολεμιστής σκιά, σπασμένα όρκου, πού είσαι" Little cousin, raven girl, shadow warrior, broken oath. Where are you?

Listening to Percy's terms of endearment, the truth dawned upon Annabeth, "Reyna, daughter of Hades."

Adrian, momentarily confused by the Greek god's name, confirmed her suspicion, "Pluto, yes. I suspect Jason doesn't know. This will be interesting."

As Percy ran off in search of Reyna, Adrian chuckled, imagining the bloody scene to come.