Hey ya'll! Sorry for late updates! Sometimes I don't get much time on the computer, and when I do I can't think of anything to write! And for those of you reading my other story Reading the Past: The Lightning Thief, it will get updated soon! It takes a while to copy the book, word for word, then add in commentary! But that's not what this story is about! So just sit back, relax, and enjoy your mental movie!


Frank

Frank was in complete and utter shock. His eyes were wide and mouth open in a perfect 'O'. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Nico Di Angelo, Hazel's half-brother, was Greek. Nico was a son of Hades, not Pluto, even though, technically, they are the same person. Leo looked a little confused, probably still trying to process everything. Leo was shifting uncomfortably.

"Um….should we…uh…..go look at some other cabins?" Leo stuttered. Frank slowly nodded and Hazel was still frozen in shock. Leo started walking away, to another cabin, and I started to follow until I saw, out of the corner of my eye, Hazel walk into the cabin as if in a trance. She had a dreamy look on her face and she slowly, cautiously opened the door to the pure black cabin. "Hazel….." Leo started. He sounded nervous, as though you're not supposed to go walking into certain cabins. And I was sure this was not a cabin you just randomly walk into.

I followed Hazel in. I was planning on dragging her out, but stopped dead in my tracks when I saw what had caught her eye.

The wall by one bunk seemed almost completely covered in pictures. One fell to the floor and Hazel picked it up. She looked as though the whole world was going in slow motion. She grabbed the picture, her hands shaking, and was staring at it.

"What is it?" I asked. She didn't say anything. She kept her eyes, now wide, on the picture that was shaking violently. Suddenly she thrust it to him, and he took it out of her shaking hands, and Leo came in and got her to sit down on a bed. I could hear Leo muttering calming words, and she, slowly, stopped shaking. Now she was only shivering. But I only saw this out of the corner of my eye. My main focus was on the picture. My eyes grew wide by what I saw.

It was a picture of Nico Di Angelo, a girl I had met recently named Thalia, and…..Percy Jackson. Percy Jackson, the guy Nico said didn't know him. Nico lied to his best friend's face. I looked back up and stared at the many more pictures Nico had on his walls. Almost all of them had Nico and Percy in it, which showed how close the two friends were. Then out of nowhere, Hazel lunged at the wall and tore one picture down. She looked at it hungrily, as though she was feeding off the image. I slowly walked behind her and looked at it over her shoulder.

In this picture Nico was 10 years old, and there was a girl with him, she looked about 12. Nico's tan skin matched the girl's exactly, and their eyes were the same, too. The girl wore a green cap on her head, and behind Nico was a game I recognized, Mythomagic. I heard footsteps behind us, and a voice that I recognized from earlier, at Cabin 3, spoke.

"That's Bianca Di Angelo. Nico's older sister." The voice said, obviously grief stricken, and Frank knew instantly that this Bianca person had died. And the person that the voice belonged to was still getting over the fact that she was gone, and the picture only made the pain worse. I slowly turned to see Percy standing behind me, grief and guilt written all over his face. "She died about two and a half years ago."


Sorry for short chapter! Gotta get of the computer soon! Oh and a mental movie is when there's a movie going on in your head, and that happens for me when I'm reading fanfics that are really close to the story (in my opinion). Like so close you can see them doing that. Like I can picture Hazel going into the Hades Cabin and looking at a picture of Nico and Bianca. I can picture exactly what it looks like kinda, you know? Yeah. You get it...uh...later? Adios!

~*J*~