A/N: I do not own anything, it all belongs to Rick Riordan, I own anything you don't recognize.

Raziel's POV:

When we woke up it was after breakfast, once we finished eating breakfast, we made our way outside, and I went straight to the Poseidon cabin. I knocked on the door, and waited for Perseus to come out. A few seconds later he opened the door with a half-smile on his face, he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. "Where were you at breakfast?"

I stepped aside so he could come out, "I was still sleeping."

He cocked an eyebrow, "I didn't peg you guys as over sleepers."

"We're not," I yawned, still feeling tired. "We had a mission last night; we didn't get back until seven this morning."

"You're still tired, go back and get some sleep."

"Not going to happen Perseus, we still need to train."

"We're not going to get any training done if you're tired."

"I'm not going to argue with you Perseus," I rubbed my forehead; I feel a headache coming on.

"I'm sorry Raziel," he hugged, and then backed away. "How about we train for a little while then you tell me how your mission went. Do we have a deal?"

"We have a deal," I smiled as he took my hand in his. "Come on, us training in the woods again."

"Yes ma'am."

When we got to the middle of the forest, I saw that we're not the only one here; it was Azrael and Annabeth, and Sadrine with Carter Russel. I turned to look at Perseus, "Do you want to train here?"

"Yeah, it's fine," he answered, not looking at Annabeth or Carter.

I looked at Azrael, and then at Sadrine, "Maybe we should do group training."

"Seems like a good idea," Sadrine paused his fighting with Carter.

I sent Perseus an apologetic look, "Alright, Perseus, Carter and Annabeth into a small circle, backs pressed onto each other. Now Sadrine, Azrael and I are going to attack you. You must learn how to work together."

Perseus sent me a glare, I just shrugged my shoulders, and they might be cornered together. Annabeth and Carter looked at Perseus in disgust, while Perseus just rolled his eyes, and moved towards them.

"I'm not working with him," Annabeth spat.

I sighed, "You do what you are told, if you don't like it, you take your boyfriend and yourself out of this forest, and don't expect to be trained again. Then you can let your mother know that you complained about a training exercise."

Annabeth and Carter shot me a nasty looked, I just ignored them, they're not worth my time and energy if they are just going to bitch and moan. They pressed their back against each other, I went for Carter, Sadrine went for Annabeth and Azrael went for Perseus. They were moving apart from each other, leaving one of them vulnerable for a sneak attack from behind. This is going to be a long day.

Prince Zophshik's POV:

I watched Vashiol beat the shade walker until it couldn't move any longer. He was the one guarding mother's cage before she disappeared. I was honestly telling Raziel the truth when I told her that I don't know where my mother is, and that I think one of her soldiers' is a traitor.

Caqzotvlit sighed heavily, "Vashiol stop it, the shade walker has nothing to do with mother disappearance."

I eyed Caqzotvlit suspiciously, "Dear brother, are you telling Vashiol and I that you had betrayed us, and helped our mother escape?"

Caqzotvlit growled, "Of course not. I just moved her somewhere else-,"

"And you didn't bother letting Zophshik and I know what was going on," Vashiol shouted, glaring at Caqzotvlit.

"I was going to tell you, but started beating the shade walker, I was enjoying it until I stopped you," he sounded bored, picking his nails.

"How did you move her?" I questioned. "You were with Vashiol and I all day."

"I had help from a rouge Dark Angel," he said so casually. I kept my mind blank, trying not to think of Raziel. "He's here now; would you like to meet him?" He motioned from the person to come forward, he stopped beside Caqzotvlit. He still had his hood over his face, "Lower your hood, and tell us your name."

He did what he was told; he was about 5'10 in height, tan skin, straight dark red hair that stops at his neck, with blue eyes. "I am named Thrones."

I held back a growl; this was the guy that I saw in Raziel's group that came here. So he's the traitor, now how am I supposed to tell her who it is if he is still here. "How do we know we can trust him brother? If he betrayed the Dark Angels what makes you think he won't do that to us? He could be a double agent."

"I am not," he growled, his fist balled up.

I gave a hearty laugh, "You want to fight boy, your 'pals' are not here to save you, and don't think that my brother would protect you from me, you are just a servant." I walked up to me, we were inches apart.

He looked at Caqzotvlit for conformation on what I just said, I chuckled lightly. "My brother Zophshik is telling the truth, I indeed won't save you and you're just merely a servant of my bidding."

He looked up at me with wide eyes, I sneered at him, "What are you going to do now boy?" He gulped and slowly back away, "Please don't go Thrones, my brother Vashiol didn't give me a punching bag, I would like to use you instead."

"I have to go," his tried to sound brave, but it sounded like a mouse being trotted on.

"I guess I will be seeing you later," I watched him as he turned his back on me, and jogged back from where he came from. I turned towards Caqzotvlit, "Where's mother?"

"The last place they would look," he chuckled. "The gods own headquarters, in the basement of the Empire State Building."

I forced out a chuckle, "You're right, they would never check there."

Azrael's POV:

Practice was finally over and my sister just confessed to be in contact with a dark prince. I don't know what she was thinking when she 'friended' him.

"And you trust him?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes, "Of course not, I was just saying what he told me."

"He may try to lead you into a trap," I told her; I can tell she trusted him, and I find that a little weird, his brother killed Cassilel.

"I know that Azrael," she leaned back into her bed. "Do you actually think I would go by myself?"

There was a peck at the window, I looked towards it and saw that it was a raven. I walked to the window and opened it up; it carried a letter around its foot. I un-wrapped the letter from its leg, and shut the window after it flew off.

"What does it say?" I jumped; I didn't realize she was behind me.

"I didn't even open it yet," I mumbled.

BEWARE OF THE TRAITOR. HE'S CLOSE.

It wasn't signed or nothing. Though I do recognize the handwriting. "Raziel, Londan wrote this."

"Who's the traitor though?" She bit down on her bottom lip and looked out the window. "Well we know it's a guy right? She did say 'he's close,' which also means, he's probably here with us at camp."

"Who would betray us though? I can't think of anyone."

"Me either, unless it's a demigod from this camp, I think we need to hold a meeting."

"I don't know, it seems like a good and bad idea. He would become nervous and might slip up and confess, or he might run away or do something crazy."

"You're right," she sat on the edge of her bed, rubbing her face. "What do you think we should do? Do you think we should tell the rest of the Dark Angels?"

"I don't think so, we don't know if it's one of them," I pointed out.

"Oh once I find out who did, they going to wish they were never born," she growled.

"Don't worry, I'll help you," she looked at me with her eyebrow cocked. "What?"

"Nothing," she chuckled softly.

A/N: Sorry for the wait, I still have writers block, I'm trying to drag it out, instead of it being short. I may rewrite it and change it up, but that'll take some time, because I probably would change a lot of things. Anyways I hope you guys like the chapter.