The new Son of Neptune book is out! I've already read it (in one day) and I love. I totally recommend it.

I'm really trying hard with school and this story, but I promise those who read I'll get more up. Thanks for waiting. Review!

Percy Jackson and all Percy Jackson refrences belong to Rick Riordan. The Lotus Hotel part is from 'The Lightning Thief' pages 258 and 259. The Hephaestus's Junkyard part is from 'The Titan's Curse' pages 192 to 196.

Talking about our life

No matter how much I don't like

Talk is never cheap between you and me

Look at how far we've come

And still we always come undone

Maybe that's how it always has to be

Talking by Descendants

The storm came in the middle of the day. It rocked the boat with forceful waves that splashed anyone on the deck and tough winds that tore through our sails. Heavy amounts of rain and hail poured down on our heads. Dark clouds covered the sun and blue sky. Julie untied the sail and we run below deck.

"I thought Zeus and Poseidon weren't trying to kill me," I say, rummaging through the cupboards in the small kitchen. The owners- or used to be- must have come aboard because there were large amounts of food. I grab a bag of chips off the shelves and throw one to both Logan and Julie.

"You did just return the trident. I don't get why they would be mad," Logan says, opening his bag and popping a few chips in his mouth.

"What do you think Julie?"

She shrugs with her blue eyes rolling. "Maybe you did something else wrong."

"Ha ha. Very funny," I say, sitting down in one of the chairs. "Care to enlighten me?"

She shrugs again. "How long is this storm going to last?"

"Go upstairs and tell me if it's letting up," I say, gesturing my head to the ceiling.

"Ha ha."

The storm doesn't seem to be letting up, so Julie produces a deck of cards. We play a few rounds of poker while talking a bit.

"Where else could Amphitrite be?" I ask, taking a glance at my cards.

"She's a naiad. The whole ocean is her home yet she comes to the Sea of Monsters? It doesn't make sense," Logan says, laying his upside-down on the table. "This is boring. I'm going to get some sleep."

He walks out of the kitchen and into one of the bedrooms off to the side. I watch him go before I realize Julie's watching me. "What?" I ask, brushing my red hair out of my eyes.

"You like him, don't you?" she asks.

My mouth falls open and my eyes widen "What!" I wince as I realize how loud my voice is. "Okay, maybe a little. Why would you ask?" I admit.

She shrugs. "I can tell. It's okay. I'll keep it a secret. But I'm just warning you about him. Logan's gone through some girl and there's one reason none of them stay to long."

"What's that?"

"Fear," she whispers. The word hangs in the air for a while. "Sure, he's sweet and dashing, but fear is the only reason any girl will leave him. If he loses control of his demigod powers, anyone near him see the one thing they're most afraid of. And once you see it, you don't go back. The next time you see him, your fear is all you see."

I turn my head to look out the window. Waves pound against the side, splashing white foam across the frame. "How do you know?" I ask, carefully.

I see her shudder out of the corner of my eye. "Believe me. You don't want him to lose control." I nod and get up to stretch. "Can I ask you a question?" Julie asks.

"Sure."

"You'll answer truthfully?" She raises her eyebrows at me and I nod. "Why didn't we go see you mom in Florida?"

My eyes move to her eyes then linger on the floor for a minute before I respond. "Truthfully… I don't have a family. My mom dropped me off at an orphanage down the street from the house after I was born." It's quiet for a while

"I'm sorry," Julie says.

I crack a small smile. "What about you?" I ask.

"My dad and my two step-siblings live in Virginia with my step-mother," she sneers the last word. "When I'm not at camp, I'm there."

"What does your family think of you?"

"My brother doesn't know about anything. My dad knows the truth of me being a demigod and all, but I usually spare him all of the details. If I told him, he probably would have a heart attack and die. But my sister is my best friend at home. She can see through the Mist."

"She can?" I exclaim.

"Yeah. She truly knows me. I tell her everything about camp. When we get back, remind me to write her a letter about the quest, Melinda. She even look up learning Greek Mythology to know what I'm talking about."

"What's her name?"

"Hope Anderson."

"That's nice. So, how long have you been at camp?"

"It's my fourth year here," she says, pulling a necklace from beneath her shirt. "You get one of these every summer. They're supposed to represent a major event of that summer, but they haven't had anything interesting since, well fifty years ago."

"What happened fifty years ago?" I ask, leaning in closer.

"Well, there was this giant war between this demigod of Poseidon and..." Julie looks around and leans in closer. "Kronos."

I nod, the evil Titan familiar in my head. "Why?"'

"A demigod of Hermes was rebellious against the gods and joined the Titans. In the end, Kronos was sent back into Tartarus and the Hermes demigod died. The world went back to normal, placid."

"What happened to the demigod? Is he still alive?"

"I think so. But he like had his sixty- six birthday a while ago," Julie says.

"Pretty old now," I comment, yawning. "I think I'll go get a few minutes of shut eyes before we figure out what we'll do next," I say, yawning. I walk into the other room and look around. The curtain over the window and sheets were all made out of the same, ugly floral material that clashed terribly with the mauve walls. I curl up in a ball on the empty bed and drift off to sleep.

"Welcome back to Persephone's garden," Bianca says. I was back in the garden of metal flowers and jewels.

I raise a hand to pluck a diamond off of a plant and run it over my fingers. "Why have you brought me here?"

She shrugs a bit, the corners of her mouth pulling up into a smile. "You remind me of my brother, Nico. He always was a little impatient sometimes. I was going to show you parts of my past. Perhaps, you could take a lesson or two from them."

The scene changes to a jazzed up hotel. There were lines of video games covered a decent section of the area of the large room and an indoor waterslide looped around the forty-story high glass elevator. There was a climbing wall, bungee-jumping and virtual-reality suits with laser guns. The sweet smell of lotus blossoms floated through the air as waitresses walked by, carrying trays full of drinks.

There was a disturbance in the crowd. A small boy was being dragged by a man in a suit. I suppose he was a lawyer or something.

"No!" he screamed. "I want to stay."

"But your father calls you out, Nico," the lawyer says. He walks over to an old-fashion video game. "Bianca."

The girl looks up from the screen with a startled look on her face. "Y-yes?"

"It's time to go."

She also resists, but the man grabs her by the hand and pulls her out the door of the casino.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay?" a man says, running behind them.

"I'm positive," the lawyer says, pushing through the revolving door and into a car parked near the curb.

The scene shifts again. This time, Bianca and her little brother, Nico are being ushered down a hallway by a tall man with two different colored eyes. A lethally quick tail circles behind him. Nico is searching through a set of cards in his hands.

"Stop that! Don't you ever think about yourself when we're being held by- by a monster?" Bianca says, pushing a set of cards out of his hands. They fall onto the floor.

"Hey! That was Zeus's card. He's got lightning bolts that have six hundred damage and extra movement points for-"Nico begins ranting off before being interrupted by the man.

"Quiet the both of you! You two demigods will work fine for Luke!" the man says in a heavy French accent.

The scene shifts again. A group of five demigods, Bianca being recognized the most step out onto a highway from a junkyard. Another girl speaks. "We made it out. Thank the gods." A boy with black hair and green eyes whirls around as a scrap mountain rises into a bronze giant in armor. "Talos!"

The boy stutters, "Who- who's Talos?"

"One of Hephaestus's creations. But that can't be the original," the last girl says. "It's too small. A prototype, maybe. A defective model."

The giant draws his hundred-foot long weapon with a metal against metal sounds. The first girl speaks again, "Someone took something. Who took something?"

She stares at the first boy. He shakes his head. "I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a thief."

Bianca looks slightly guilty at this. The giant Talos takes a step towards them, covering half the length. "Run!" a black kid with harry legs (?) shouts. They split up, running in different directions from the metal robot. One girl draws a shield with a horrible face of a Medusa on it and the other girl draws a bow and begins shooting arrows at its face.

The black haired boy ends up next to Bianca. "You took something. That bow."

"No!" she says, her voice quivering.

"Give it back! Throw it down!"

"I… I didn't take the bow!" she screams. "Besides, it's too late."

"What did you take?" There's a massive creaking noise and a shadow overhead. "Move!" Bianca runs after the boy as they run down the hill. The giant's foot smashes a hole behind them.

"Hey, Talos!" the black kid yells. He raises his pipes to his lips and starts playing. Fallen power lines begin to dance until a pole flies out of the ground and connects with the giant's back leg. Electricity dances across its skin.

"Come on!" the other boy tells Bianca.

She pulls a small figurine out of her pocket. "It… it was for Nico. It was the only statue he didn't have."

"How could you think of Mythomagic at a time like this?" There were tears in her eyes. "Throw it down. Maybe the giant will leave us alone."

She drops it, but nothing happens. The giant chases the black kid down the hill. It stabs its sword into the junk heap which misses him, but causes an avalanche that covers him.

"No!" the girl with the shield shouts. She raises a spear and an arc of lightning shoots out of it and hits Talos's knee. It collapses momentarily confused, but rises again. It raises its foot to stomp and I see the bottom of its foot. There was a door at the heal of it with big, red letters: FOR MAINTENCE ONLY.

"Crazytime," the black haired kid says.

Bianca looks at him. "Anything."

He tells her about the manhole on the foot of the giant. "There may be a way to control the thing. Switches or something. I'm going to try to get inside."

"How? You'll have to stand under its foot! You'll be crushed."

"Distract it. I'll just have to time it right."

Bianca's jaw tightens. "No. I'll go."

"You can't. You're new at this! You'll die."

She picks up the little metal statue from the ground and presses it into his hand. "It's my fault the monster came after us. It's my responsibility. Here. If anything happens, give that to Nico. Tell him… tell him I'm sorry."

"Bianca, no!"

She doesn't listen. She runs toward the monster's left foot and tries to balance herself on the scrap heap that shifts underneath its weight.

The girl with the bow yells, "What are you doing?"

"Get it to raise its foot!"

The boy with the black hair and sea green eyes charges the beast and slashes its toe off. "Hey, Junk Boy! Down here."

The monster raises its left foot and Bianca scrambles to open the manhole. She pulls the door open and climbs up the ladder just as the monster slams its foot into the ground. With every step it takes, she has to cling to the rungs tighter. She stops at a small room with various switches and controls around the walls and ceilings. She presses a few random switches until blue electricity travels over its controls. She backs away in shock, but metal clinks above her. She closes her eyes as the pile of steel falls over her.

I'm thrown back into Persephone's garden so fast, I feel sick. I am horrified at the way Bianca had died, sick to my stomach at how I had seen her death. Why had she decided to show me that?

It's quiet except for the joyous sounds of punishment behind us. "I'm sorry," I whisper.

She shakes her head, grimly. "It's unfair. But no one escapes Fate and Death. What happens happens for a reason. It was my fault I had taken that figure past the boundaries of the junk yard and I paid for the cost of it. That boy, I saved from my horrible death grew up to save the world. A few years later, he defeated Kronos and saved the world and Olympus. And that is why demigods still live today. Though he did have many close calls with Death," she muses.

I laugh slightly. "How did you come here?"

"Oh. Our father took pity on me and allowed me to help you. There aren't many great heroes of Hades. There are two sides of him; death and riches. Nico and I were part of the 'death' side of the family. I only know of one demigod from the 'riches' side of the family. But her riches were cursed. Our presence as Hades's demigods isn't totally welcomed at Camp Half-Blood or even in history. The Greeks feared Hades calling him 'the Silent One' or 'the Rich One.' You have just been introduced into the demigod world, but growing to fit in with other demigods takes time."

I nod.

"Remember as you progress through your quest, you will be challenged by many creatures. When you get back to camp, sacrifice some of your meal to Hades. I think he would appreciate that."

The ground shifts as if an earthquake was passing through and the dream blurs. I throw my hands up as to stop it from disappearing. Bianca looks worriedly at me. She bites her lip and says, "I think it got to you already."

I wake up with water splashing beneath the ugly sheeted bed. I grab my backpack from besides me and dash up to the deck.