Violet POV

I heard it.

I heard it, but I don't want to believe it.

But I heard it.

At first, I was confused. What was that noise? But when I saw the black lump in Annabeth's hands, I knew. I knew and I was furious. No, I was worse than furious, I was deadly. I was violent, I was livid, I was… Oh gods, am I crying?

"Why, Annabeth? Why?" I chocked out between sobs. My head felt strangely light and my now very short hair was tickling the skin beneath my ears. Annabeth's face flickered with unease. I'm not sure what reaction she was expecting, but it certainly wasn't this.

"I…um…" I saw Annabeth glance over at Percy, he looked sorry for me. I hate sympathy. I absolutely hate it. It makes me feel like the person thinks I'm weak and can't handle myself. I got angry.

"What did you do it for?" My voice was strangely calm and even, as if I hadn't been crying a few seconds before. It sounded powerful as well. I was vaguely aware of my eyes, which seemed to be glowing purple. I used my goddess strength to break the bonds that tied my wrists. As I stood up, I saw Percy and Annabeth slowly back up.

"I'm so sorry," Annabeth tried to say, but I was furious.

"I thought you were my friend Annabeth. You too Percy. Then you go and do something like this? Do you do this to all the newcomers? Did you do this to Nico?"

"Of course not!" Annabeth said hastily.

I sneered, "Then what makes me so special?" My whole attention was focused on Annabeth, I forgot Percy was there. "Do you know how long it took me to grow my hair that long? Do you know that is the only physical quality I got from my mother?" (A/N the violet eyes came from no one in particular. …It came from my mind *eerie music* O.O)

My vision started to blur, I could feel hot tears coming from my eyes. I can't believe I trusted them.

"Violet, stop!"

I looked over my shoulder to see Nico. He was running toward me.

"Nico, wait." Percy tried to put his hand out to stop him. He didn't want me to hurt his cousin.

Before I got the chance to say I would never hurt Nico (extremely embarrass him, but never ever physically hurt him), Nico brushed Percy's hand away and reached for my own hand. I jerked away from him. I didn't want his sympathy, but Nico still managed to grab my hand.

I gasped at his cold grip, which seemed to momentarily cease my anger. My eyes landed on Annabeth. Oh gods! What did I do? I jerked my hand out of Nico's and backed up quickly.

"I-I…" I couldn't finish that sentence. I could feel the hot tears running down my face. I couldn't take it anymore and I ran out of the room crying. I wasn't sure where my feet took me, but I soon found myself beside a rock. I vaguely thought about how it resembles a fist. I climbed onto it and started crying again. I was frustrated, and angry, but mostly I was… I was scared. I lost control of myself and unleashed almost all my negative energy on Annabeth- all the anger for my dad, all the desperation of never seeing Apollo, all the pain that she and Percy caused me when they betrayed my truest, and even little things that don't even matter, but always seem to matter when you're anger. All of that was unleashed on Annabeth.

I hope she's okay, I really do. I didn't want to hurt her. I'm never leaving this rock. Not even if Apollo asks me to.

I ended up coming down at around noon the next day, but only to apologize. My plan was to return to this spot and stay here for eternity. I deserved it for doing what I did.

Nico POV

Violet ran out of the room crying. I felt bad for my sister, but that didn't mean I wasn't planning on yelling at her later for doing going phsyco goddess on my friends. But right now, it was their turn to be yelled at.

"What do you think you were doing?" I glared at them.

"Wh-what just… What?" Annabeth stammered. Percy warped his arms protectively around his girlfriend.

"What was that about?" Percy eyed me suspiciously. I didn't blame him, but it still hurt. I had hoped he trusted me enough not to think I would go berserk like that to.

"You kidnapped her! How do you think she would react?"

Percy's expression softened. "It wasn't my idea," he said quietly.

I knew I needed to tell him something. Obviously not the truth (that was for Violet to tell), so Iwasn't sure what to tell him. I tried to explain it as best as I could, "Look, children of Hades are more…different than other demigods." As I talked, Percy was looking more and more concerned about Annabeth. "Our anger issues are more…intense." Percy just nodded, but his eyes were still looking at Annabeth.

"What did Violet do?" Percy's voice quavered. He looked on the verge of tears. I didn't blame him, Annabeth looked bad. She was almost as pale as me, her lips looked blue, the skin around her eyes looked hollow and her grey eyes looked glossy, her mouth was slightly opened. The scariest part was that she suddenly seemed weaker, as if she wasn't a demigod who fought monsters every other day. More like a regular teenage girl with self-image issues and someone just called her fat and ugly. Wait, where did these thoughts come from? Before I could think of an answer, Percy moved his eyes away from Annabeth's and towards mine, "Nico…" A single tear escaped from his right eye.

He really loves Annabeth. I was tempted to explain everything right then and there, but I knew it wasn't my secret to share. That and Annabeth doesn't have much time. I think Violet unknowingly unbalanced Annabeth's brain.

"Take her to the lake. It's the only way to reverse," I quickly shook my head, "I mean calm her down."

Percy eyebrows scrunched together when I messed up. But, thankfully, he didn't say anything. He gathered Annabeth into his arms and began to walk out of his cabin.

"Umm, Percy?" He stopped and looked back at me. "Could, uh, could you not tell anyone about this? For my sake at least? I don't need more people staring at me like I'm a freak." My cheeks were burning; I hated having to depend on someone else, even if it was Percy. I hate looking weak.

To my relief, Percy's eyes softened a bit more and a smile tugged on his lips. "I won't." Then he left, probably running towards the lake.

I waited a bit, before trying to find Violet. I had no idea where she went and I knew I couldn't ask anyone. As I was searching (as inconspicuously as possible of course) I gave a silent thank you to Hades. If I hadn't had gotten cold, I wouldn't have hear the commotion in Percy's cabin on my way to get my jacket, which I was now thankful left behind. I also thanked my father that no one was around when I heard the commotion.

I looked all around camp, but I couldn't find Violet anywhere. I skipped the bonfire and decided to try the woods. I was furious at myself for not thinking of coming here earlier.

I don't know why, but I found myself near Zeus' fist. I looked up and saw Violet! Thank the gods! I was about to call to her when something stopped me. She couldn't see me, so I know it wasn't her. As I watched, I realized two things: 1. Violet probably wanted to be alone and 2. there was nothing I could do to get her off that rock. Besides, I did what I went off to do; I found her and made sure she was safe. There was no need to force her to come back; she'll on her own time. I walked away.

As I got closer to camp, I could still hear the singing. I wasn't in the mood for happiness so I walked past it to my cabin. I was about to step in when I heard something behind me. I quickly turned around.

"Percy." What is he doing here?

"Will… Will you ever tell us what's going on?" He looked extremely worried. I really hope Annabeth is alright.

I hesitated. They deserved to know after what happened, but I knew it wasn't my place. "No." Percy nodded, as if he was expecting this, but his eyes fell towards the ground, as if he wished otherwise. He turned to leave, but I continued. "No because it's not my secret to tell." Percy stopped and turned around. "It's Violet's. And don't bother Chiron with this because he already knows. It's a long and complicated story. Just know that Violet won't hurt you. She feels so bad about what she did. Just give her time. I'm sure she'll apologize tomorrow or the next day. She just needs to be alone."

Percy gave a small laugh at what I said, "Being a brother has changed you a bit Nico. You're more…" Percy searched for the right words, "protective and responsible. I wonder if I'll be like that if I ever have a sister or brother." The last part seemed more like Percy talking to himself than talking to me.

I smiled, "You're already like that, Percy." I've never told him, but I always thought of Percy like a brother, ever since he rescued me from the Labyrinth (though back then, I was trying to ignore my newly found brotherly affection).

Percy smiled at my comment and I smiled back. Some sort of agreement came between us and we parted ways, as if the memories of today had vanished and it was a normal average demigod day.

I walked to my cabin and climbed into bed, convinced tomorrow couldn't get any stranger then today.

Should I even be surprised I was wrong?