I'm sorry I haven't updated in awhile. for the past weeks my dad took my family shopping for the whole days so I didn't have time to write we also got in a fight so I couldn't use any technology for some time.

my family also goes to Wonderland every week at a random day so that stops me too.

I'm trying to get back on schedule by next Saturday/Sunday, so I won't be updating this week.

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Daemon VI

The silent, steady, thin atmosphere of darkness holds weights of pressure on top of my already pressured head.

The homely, soft fire that resonates its heart and light is the only thing that clears away some of my worries and troubles, but not even the fire is enough to keep me warm and keep my head straight.

I sighed as I reread the subtext of the second document in the pile of misery. Annoyingly and repetitively trying to pick the thin piece of paper up, only to keep losing my fingertips grip on it, cursing Hermes or Mercury because I'm sure he's doing this on purpose.

I flinch and somehow knock the document away as the grandfather clock in the common room gives me a heart attack. It was even worse since there's another one down the hall and one upstairs in another hall and lastly one in my room.

The echo of the clocks would have woken me up if I was asleep at this hour, and I didn't need to check to know that Luke and Percy are most likely awake as well because of the dining, but would most likely go back to sleep.

I don't know how long it's been since the clocks have actually woken me up. It's been so long since I have even slept before midnight, that I'm starting to not feel tired at all past it now.

I kneel down to pick up the document, this time I managed to pick it up with ease. I sighed as I got up and steadily placed the document on the table.

More work.

I relaxed when I found out that the document was stating the improvements of the Pegasus Stables. I glad Percy at least managed to help with this problem, it's been coming back to bit me in the neck for some time only for me to push it aside again. Maybe this time I can get it over with.

Hey, don't get me wrong I love this camp and I want to make it better and more suitable for those who live here, but there's only so much someone can take.

I closed my eyes and massaged my temple as I heard someone come in through the front door, know exactly who it was.

The sound of footsteps echoing in the halls already alerted me that they were coming my way.

There she was standing on top of me trying to go for an intimidating stance, but I could easily see her nervous aura around her. She wasn't wearing her armour but wore some blue jeans and a fluffy pink hoodie.

I'd never thought I'd ever see Rose Turner in a fluffy pink sweater.

It was silent for a while as we made eye contact which later turned into a staring contest. The contest was broken when she turned her head towards the fire. "You shouldn't be overworking yourself." Short and simple.

I turned back down to finish my work. "That's rich coming from you," I replied back at her as I started writing about expanding the stables and how the demigods who excel architectural and the building will look into it.

It was silent again with only the sound of my writing being eaten by the crackling of the fire. "I, overexert myself, and mostly in the battlefield. You, overwork yourself in—in . . . this!" She hissed as she gestured to my work. "Our situations are different."

For some reason, I felt like Hiccup from How To Train Your Dragon. I felt as if instead of pointing at all the loose paper, Rose was pointing at me and criticizing me for everything.

"Whatever," I grumbled as I resumed my work at a faster pace since I already knew what to write down. Rose must have noticed since she's like Luke knows my work pace and was taken aback by how fast I was going.

"I know you as the person who doesn't wing things, but someone who thinks and skips things. Is your sleep deprivation getting to you?" Rose asked with either concern of sarcasm in her voice, I didn't know. It was past midnight I don't think that well after midnight.

I ignored her comment, labelling them as attempts to make small talk about the position of Dignitary. Until she said something that caught my attention.

"I heard what happened with the new guy."

I kept my head down but responded and started listening to her. "Really? Care to explain?" I asked. I could tell she was smiling now that she had my attention.

"He ran into the woods and even before his first day. Heard you and Luke had to go and find him again." Maybe it was my imagination but he voice went light when she mentioned Luke.

I nodded. "Yeah, but he was still taking everything in, it's not his fault," I answered.

I heard a hum from Rose, I don't know if it showed she was listening or if she was agreeing.

"I also heard from the Equestrians that he seemed to have a thing with the Pegasus's" She stated. I raised an eyebrow at the statement. Luke and Percy told me they were mostly at the Pegasus stables, but they didn't go into much detail about Percy clinking with a Pegasus.

"Really?" I mumbled. "Yes, I heard he managed to tame the new one. The black and white one who has aggressive tendencies." I hummed in response. "That great and all but I was hoping on—"

I stood up.

Causing a sound resembling nails on a chalkboard to echo around the room because of my chair is back. "Enough. . . . . " I cut Rose off. "You'll see him tomorrow," I answered back to silent her.

I don't know if I did it because I wanted her to be quiet or because the conversation was escalating quickly to something else.

Without another word, Rose turned around and walked out of the room and into the hall leading to the front door.

I stationed myself back at the desk only to hear something else pierce my thoughts. ". . . . . You should lock your door."

I looked down at my document, finishing it. Looking back at the clock it was twelve twenty-five. Deciding that with all this talking I needed sleep more than anything else.

Packing my things away I walked off up stairs through the silent halls, passing where Luke usually sleeps when he's around. Standing in front of my own huge room. A few steps more to the right and Percy's room would be up ahead.

I sighed and closed my door shut after getting inside. Shutting out everything on the other side.

I fall onto my bed the impact goes to my stomach.

A day like these hurt, ever since Reyna . . . . . disappeared things have been rather painful to do.

Rose was about to mention something that Reyna did when she first arrived here. I cut her off because it was too . . . . . hard to think about at all.

I've been on edge this whole month. First Reyna disappears, then Luke shows up, then random accidents and incidents kept happening, and lastly. Percy appears.

Things don't add up at all.

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PERCY XIV

"Are we seriously doing this again?" I whined.

I was currently being dragged around the camp by Luke again, since last time we mostly stayed at the Pegasus stables and talked around and about with the Equestrians.

During that time Luke was quizzing me on different things on Greek, Roman and a bit of Norse Mythology, he mostly made me name every Greek and Roman person who had ever lived, and their mother, and what god they worshipped that I know.

For Norse, he just asked me what I know about it, and the only thing I could tell him is what I know from the Thor and Avengers movies.

I knew a bit about Ragnarok as well, but only a bit. It'll start either when Loki and Fenris wolf are released and then there's something to do with the Ship Of The Dead, I don't know a lot of about it. I do know is that Frey will be the first God to die because he doesn't have his sword.

Other than that, don't ask me about Norse Mythology.

Luke kept walking along "Yes, last time you were being a whiny kid and didn't want to leave the Pegasus stables because you started talking to one of them." Luke turned to look back. " I thought if I forcibly dragged you away you'd throw a tantrum."

I raised my eyebrow, stopped and crossed my arms. "How old do you really think I am?"

Luke turned his body so he was facing me. He made an expression of thought, tapping his temple out of feeling. "Umm, you look sixteen but, you act like a thirteen-year-old kid."

I huffed. "Thirteen is a teen!" I yelled back.

Luke raised an eyebrow at me making me realise that I just yelled about my age like any immature kid would do when they're told they're a kid.

I cross my arms and turned away. "Forget what you saw and heard" I answered hastily.

Luke just chuckles and started walking away, motioning for me to follow him.

We took the same path that we used yesterday to get to the stables. Luke literally had to rush me past that place before I made eye contact with any of the Pegasus's. It didn't matter since I can still talk to them in my mind.

I can hear them whining when Luke pushes me past them.

This time before we made it to the stables, we passed something that looked like a greenhouse and nursery. There were also fields of different species of plants.

It was a sight to behold.

The rejuvenating feeling of inhaling fresh oxygen and the calming scent of different plants and trees flowing around in the air. It was also very green if you know what I mean.

After that, Luke rushed me past the stables, we've been over that, yes.

We took a detour and he showed me the Dining Pavilion. The pavilion was split into four sections. It was basically a lot of large tables with lots of chairs and lights.

There were about nine chairs in each section of and there were four chairs at each table, so there are thirty-six people or demigods that could fit in one section of the pavilion meaning about one hundred forty-four could fit in all of it.

The chairs were similar to the ones in Daemons kitchen because I was pretty sure that they were beech armchairs yesterday.

Luke must have seen my confusion about the chairs cause he explained. "The chairs and tables change to accustom the theme of each meal time. They're kitchen chairs because of it still the morning. They'll be cushiony, lunch time chairs at twelve pm and change to arm chairs at six pm for dinner time, then at six am they'll change again to these."

Well, I guess that made sense. What doesn't make sense here?

"How many campers live here anyway?" I asked since it didn't look like there were enough chairs even with a hundred and forty-four of them.

"A hundred or something, many just have breakfast, lunch and dinner at their own house where they live. Some only come here once in awhile."

I nodded that makes sense.

"So, is there a seating arrangement or something?"

"No, well. You see the biggest the table in the middle of the four sections?" he asked as he pointed to what he was talking about.

I looked and saw that the table was much fancier looking and overly classy.

I nodded to Luke. "That's where the two Dignitary sits along with their lieutenants."

"Lieutenants?" I asked.

Luke regarded me. "There basically second in command after the Dignitaries themselves and usually next in line of being Dignitary." He answered.

"Oh." I glanced over to see Luke trying not to laugh at my sorry excuse for an answer.

After Luke got ahold of himself he explained further to my previous question. "Yeah, we do get into groups of our Godly parent, but usually only for certain activities."

"Certain activities, like what?" I asked I don't know why but this sounded very important to me for some reason. Luke turned to face me. "I . . . actually, don't know. I've only been here for a month and during that time no activities have been executed. . . . . puts me on edge a bit." Luke confessed.

I kinda have to agree with Luke on this feeling as well. Find out about this now put me on a whole other level of edge. Neither of us knows what these activities are so I can't really ask Luke to reassure me.

I flinch as Luke turned around and started walking. "Come on, we should keep going on with the tour, best to not worry about something that's not really worth it . . . . for now.

I followed Luke around the other places in the camp.

Just so you guys know we long forgot about using the trail to go around camp. Luke just lead me to whatever place he thought of every moment.

So far we've visited the camp's amphitheatre, which is an open-air venue used for entertainment, performances, and sports. The name is kinda ironic since is derived from Ancient Greece, while it was the Romans who were more famous for using them. The Colosseum was built in New Rome.

Basically, the camp used it for meetings and stuff, along with some entertainment as well. I'll cross my fingers that it didn't mean we wouldn't be fighting lion like gladiators.

We also visited a place where many people were drawing plans and structural blueprints. I didn't know what to call the place so I just refer to it as the 'arts and crafts' centre.

Don't tell them that though.

We skipped the infirmary since I've already been there.

It was embarrassing pushing Luke to another place while we passed the infirmary. It was already killing me when I kept remembering how I ran away from there, and I'm pretty sure that Luke was trying not to laugh at me as I shoved him in another direction.

We ended up at the armoury where Luke was going on about which weapon probably suited me. I tried to tell him that I might now even stay at the camp at all, but he insisted that we still had to make sure.

"Luke," I sighed as he started rambling about different weapons and comparing them to my physique and fighting style.

"Since I haven't seen you fight yet I can't make a full decision, but you seem very lean and agile so you most likely have speed and reflex and a strong hold. Daemon said you wandered around in the woods for a while without actually fighting your opponent, so you must have a high endurance level." He looked to be in deep thought after he said the last part.

"Tell me, what else did you do to avoid monsters?" Hmm, I thought I tried many things to make sure I avoided monsters. I masked my smell, didn't stay in the same place twice and never left anything behind that could be traced to me. Hid in trees. Always drink a lot of water whenever I find any, you never know when you'll find another source of fresh water again.

I told everything I remembered to Luke. "and yeah, that about all I can remember right now." Luke seemed to be torn between something.

"I have two weapons in mind for you Percy. The only thing that will make me rest my case is if I see you fighting style."

"What the similarity between this two weapon?" I asked. Luke seemed very torn between them so they must be very similar in one way, but very different in another way.

Luke finally broke out of thought. "Their both melee and ranged weapons he said.

What? How can a weapon be melee and ranged, aren't they the total opposite of each other?

"Luke, aren't melee and ranged different from each other? How can these weapons be both?"

"Well, both have a certain . . . a feature that changes combat types." He turned and waved me outside. "You'll see soon. Go on out, I just need to finish something up and I'll be with you in a moment."

I walked outside and waited for outside for some time until Luke came out with a pleased smile on his face.

I didn't question anything.

Next, he showed me a brief look of where many of the demigods trained. There were many different things around for many different things.

Climbing walls, obstacle course, zip lines, those cool reflex dummies from kung fu panda and even more. But, before I could see more Luke had already hauled me off to the sword arena, the last place on our tour.

As we enter I notice there weren't many people in the area compared to when I saw it the first time. Luke noticed as well but didn't pay attention to it as much as I did.

I don't know why but I had a feeling that there was a reason why their only two people here other than me and Luke. I had a lurching feeling my stomach when I started thinking taking everything in.

I always had the same feeling right before a monster attacked when I thought I lost them.

This isn't right, where is everyone?

I was going to voice my queasy feeling to Luke when a certain someone ran up to us.

Both I and Luke turned around to see Daemon, a bit healthy looking and a little more refreshed than usual.

"Well," Luke crossed his arm and held a smile. "Look who's finally done with his work, and here I thought I could follow through with my plan." Luke sighed. "It'll have to wait another day."

Daemon rolled his eyes at Luke's secret arrangement and most likely noted somewhere to keep his guard up around Luke. "nice to see you too. Luke" Daemon then turned to me." so, how do like the camp, Percy?"

"It's nice, I guess. It seems like a nice calm place, . . . . if you exclude some of the more physical things."

Luke turned to me. "You'll get used to it, it takes some time but you'll be comfortable once you're settled in."

"Besides." Daemon started. "You still have the city to check out, make your decision after."

I sighed but smiled. "Thanks."

"No problem, and uh." Daemon rubbed the back of his neck, he started getting an awkward atmosphere for some reason, I wonder why?

Then I remembered why and almost started laughing.

Just when Daemon was about to finish his sentence, someone called out to Daemon.

All three of us looked back to see who had just called out to Daemon. I realised that it was the same girl that was spared in the arena yesterday. Her name was Rose, wasn't it? Yeah, Rose.

When she came closer and stood right next to Daemon is when I saw a clear view of what she looked like.

She had long, smoky red hair that went past her shoulders in a high ponytail. She had vivid green eyes and around them, she had a bit of green eyeshadow as well. She wore a pink, V-neck, full sleeved shirt with a black mini skirt. She sported some knee high light brown boots.

After seeing her is when it happened.

I suddenly saw myself in the broken glass coffin again.

I heard someone gasp but this time I didn't make any move to get up . . . . and that made me feel worst.

I had to get out of here! It hurts, I can't breathe!

The coffin started rebuilding itself. It was as if time was being rewarded. The broken glass chips floated off the ground and fit back into every crack and cleaver that was taken apart. Rebuilding itself into the small, narrow spaced coffin again.

With me in it.

No . . . no . . . no . . . no!

I can't breathe, I can't breathe!

"P_cy? Pe_rcy? "Pe_y?

"Percy!"

I snapped out of it, I was sitting on the ground, panting hard as if my life depended on it. I started wheezing and coughing. I looked to my right to see Luke with a scared and worried expression trying to calm me down.

Daemon was in front of me with Rose, both had worried expressions. The chest was full of so much pressure that I felt I was going to explode.

I felt as if I was going to die.

Then the feeling leaving slowly, soothingly slowly like when the water stopping at the beach after a big wave.

After a few more breaths and calming words from my companions, my breathing level was normal again.

"I'm . . . . I'm okay. I'm okay."

Luke cursed. "Okay? Okay?! Percy, you almost had an asthma attack!"

My head hurt."What?" I croaked out. "Did, I really?" I looked up at Daemon, Luke and Rose. "I'm sorry . . . "

Luke sighed. "Percy. . . . — " "That's enough Luke, let just get Percy to stand up right now." Daemon took authorities charge and helped me stand up. During this time Rose was off to the side looking worried at the situation.

Once I was comfortable Rose had stepped up to me with her hand out. "Um, hi. I'm Rosaline Turner, daughter of—" "Proserpina." Daemon interjected, Rose glared at him for interrupting her.

Something told me that she was going to say something else.

"You mean Persephone?" I blurted automatically said as I shook her hand.

All three looked at me. Well, Daemon and Luke looked more surprised that I knew the Roman and Greek equivalent of the Queen of the Underworld. Rose seemed actually happy.

"I like this one." she mused to Daemon as she nudged him. I stifled my laughter as Daemon looked annoyed. "Yeah, yeah. Anyway, this is Percy, you already know Luke. well, this was fun, too bad you have to go." Daemon started ushering a surprised Rose away from us.

I turned to my right to see Luke trying not to laugh. I shook my head at his childish antics.

"Hey! But, wait!" Rose was shushed as she and Daemon started whisper yelling in hushed tone off to the sides. While Luke asked me how I was doing. "Are you sure you're okay?"

I nodded, which was all Luke was gonna get right now. This kid needs a glass of water before he started talking.

As I started ruffling my clothes to clean off some dirt. Daemon started walking back with a bored and annoyed expression, followed by Rose who looked like she was lecturing him on the way.

They look like an adorable couple.

Right before they reach us another demigod came rushing towards us as well. "Sir! You must come quick! The last has finally made it back to camp!" He shouted.

Daemon's posture turned to stiff and solid as a Dignitary should be. "Good, but that is not something to make a fuss about." He replied so smoothly and strictly that it was hard for me to believe that this was the same Daemon.

"Sir! The group—the group was attacked! They injured!"

Daemon and Rose had looks of horror overcome them, they both ran over to where the other guy motioned to.

I and Luke both made eye contact. His blue eyes were hard like steel, while I looked more worried.

Luke ran past me, but instead of following the Daemon and Rose to the infirmary he went in the direction of Daemon's house. When Luke past me he told me to follow him. "Let's go, Percy!"

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DAEMON VII

I rushed towards the infirmary, pushing aside everyone in the way until I see the members of group three.

It wasn't pretty, but it wasn't that bad either.

All four members were black and blue with bruises, scratches and cuts on their arms, legs and faces. A bit of ripped clothing from whatever had attacked them.

As the eyes of all the members of group three came on me, I started remembering the names of the members of group three.

Let's see, their leader was a daughter of Athena; Susanna Thompson, the rest of the team consisted of a son of Hebe; Jack Stirling, twin daughter and son of Apollo; Dawn and Dusk Kent.

I straightened my posture and being as refined as possible as I walked closer until I was in front of Susanna. I took a look around the room, taking in everyone's stares, making sure they were all looking at me.

After my supervision was done I looked back at Susanna for answers on the situation. "What happened?" Short and sweet.

Their leader shared a look with the other members of the group before looking back at me and answering with hesitation. "We . . . we don't know sir," she answered plainly.

I raised an eyebrow at her answer and showed my great displeasure in her answer. Jack came to his leader's defence, "What she means is—it came so fast. We didn't have any time to register what happened."

"It was terrifying." Dawn interrupted as her as Dusk took over. "We . . . we thought we were gonna die . . ."

The tension in the air was thick and painful. These people were injured and didn't need me breathing down their neck for questions, they needed to rest, but I needed to clarify everything first.

"So, on your way back from the city you were attacked by a fast-moving thing that you claim, came out of nowhere and attacked you to the point of bruising and cuts. Is there anything else that happened?" I asked.

"When we finally realised what had happened we ran away from there as fast as we could . . . . all the materials were either gone or destroyed in the disturbance." Susanne added on.

I turned up to look at the lamp as I watched a fly buzz around the light and fly away to the windowsill. "Where were you attacked?"

"The western forest."

That was all I had to hear for me to understand what I had to do. "Thank you, you and the rest of your team should rest and there is no need for any energy excretion until you are completely healed." I kept silent as they all nodded their heads. "And I . . . shall return to the scene of the crime to track down whatever attacked all of you." I turned as I heard the gasps.

Many of the councillors tried to tell me to send someone else who was more confident in the tracking field or at least go with a big group.

I turned down both offers and said that I would just take Luke with me instead.

As I reached the patio of my house is when Luke and Percy both came out to see me.

I gave Luke the details on the situation and where and what I needed him to do. "Long story short, I need to end this now. If this thing is still on the loose the campers and citizens are in danger outside their borders. I need your expertise to help me track down whatever this is." I explained.

Luke seemed to accept things but held back. "The situation seems serious and dangerous. But, I think we should bring Percy as well." Luke gestured to Percy.

"What!" Both I and Percy shouted in resource of shock and fear.

"Percy can't defend himself! He's still new, what if that thing attack? I can't let a newbie get hurt on my watch !" I exclaimed, astonished that Luke even thinks of asking this.

"I know what you're saying Daemon, but I can't track that good. Percy's been wandering the forest getting other things off his trail and tracking things himself if you want any chance of tracking this thing . . . . We need him."

I looked down. I needed someone who could track with excellence and so far I didn't know anyone. Luke and Percy were the only people close by and the ones I knew better (even though I've only known Percy for two days).

I looked up at Percy's frightened face, could I really ask him to come with me on a dangerous mission. Luke must have read the word on my face since he said that he had something that could help my dilemma.

He went back inside and brought out a closed black box. He opens it to reveal a black weapon that I recognized. "Is that? "

"Yep. . ." He answered slowly as he pulled the weapon out giving it a green in the sun ray.

"What? What is that? I'm confused?!" Percy exclaimed nervously.

Luke handed Percy the weapon. Percy looked at it in the sun as alike did prior. "It's a Variant Ballistic Chain Scythe."

Percy looked uneasy carrying a weapon, or maybe it's the fact that the weapon name intimidated him and he was scared of getting chain scythes were already dangerous and hazardous, only people who had high assassination skill and training used them to their full capability.

A Variant Ballistic Chain Scythe was a different story, it's the essence of the two weapon components as one. Excluding the default mode, it can change into a Katana and a gun, from their on Percy has to somehow make the weapon more familiar with himself if he wants to use it to its fullest capacity.

I sighed, might as well get this over with. "Fine, but Percy, I won't force you to come along. Say your complaint now or never." I commanded.

Percy stuttered out his response. "A—Alright, as long as I just track."

"Good, now let's go." we almost ran over Rose, who was listening to the conversation. I already knew what she was going to say so I quickly shushed her and quickened my pace to get to the west forest. Luke and Percy had already past me since I got back tracked by rose

"You letting someone who can't defend himself come with you on a dangerous mission over someone who's been at this camp for years training?!" She yelled as she grabbed me by my sleeve. I was glad that the other's were walking farther away from us, unable to hear this.

"Rose." I hissed. "Not the time." I snatched my sleeve from her and ran off to the border separating the camp from the west side of the forest.

I and Luke nodded to each other and while Percy looked a bit nervous. With a gulp, we rushed into the forest.

A quick look at Percy and I already knew what he was thinking.

So much for a nice orientation at the camp.