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I fell and hurt my left wrist. Luckily it's not badly hurt, and not broken, so I can still write, but updates might be slow for a couple of weeks. I apologize :(

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Frank

Frank stood on deck next to Evan. Leo was rushing around on deck fixing the signs left by the Venti. There hadn't been that much damage, but Leo was seriously ADHD.

It was ridiculous how much Leo moved. Even when he finally finished, he stood on deck, tapping his foot, fiddling with gears, and then took off again, as though he'd just remembered something else he needed to do.

Evan and Frank watched with wide eyes, not even needing to speak.

Evan seemed to have a little ADHD, but it was no where near as bad as Leo's.

"Frank! Coach Hedge said you came up here with the other Demigod!" Hazel said, running up from below decks holding a platter that had a few plates of food on it.

She stopped at the sight of Evan, and smiled uncertainly.

"This is Evan Homer, son of Enyo, a Greek goddess of war." Frank said quickly, seeing that Hazel had no idea how to react.

"Hazel Levesque, daughter of Pluto." She whispered nervously. She edged closer to Frank.

Evan nodded politely, taking a sandwich and immediately devouring it, not even trying to take his time.

It was obvious that the son of Enyo hadn't really been fed well for a while.

Hazel and Frank were both quiet for a few minutes as they watched the Demigod eat. "Is he safe?" Hazel whispered.

Frank shrugged. "I'm not totally sure. He seems safe. He was the Storm spirits' prisoner for a couple of months he said. And he's been on his own for about five months, since his Dad died."

Hazel's entire demeanor changed. "Thats horrible." She breathed.

"Yeah." Frank agreed. It was weird, but Frank really wanted Evan to be on their side.

"So, you live on this ship, why exactly? I know you said you need to go save the world, but why on a magical flying ship?" Evan asked.

Frank laughed. "I'm not really sure. But the Argo II saves time, and it's helped us before, so maybe that's the reason."

Hazel nodded. "The children of Hephaestus and Athena built most of it. And Leo designed it."

"You mean the guy who's running around like crazy?" The three of them turned, and watched as Leo picked up his Wii remotes and began to fix them.

"Yep." Hazel said quietly. Her beautiful golden eyes followed the son of Hephaestus as he somehow attached the Wii remotes back to the control panel.

Frank felt a twinge of worry.

"Where are Jason, Piper, and Nico?" He asked, hoping to keep Hazel's mind away from the son of Hephaestus.

"They went to send an Iris message to Camp. Jason wanted to see if Lupa was there yet."

Frank nodded. Lupa and her wolves rarely left the Wolf house, but when they did, it was for a good reason. And protecting the modern Olympus was a pretty good reason.

"They aren't there yet." Nico's voice came from the hatch. He was climbing up carefully, his eyes surrounded by dark shadows.

Frank couldn't understand how Nico always looked so tired even when he managed to sleep. The son of Hades had slept for several hours after the Venti attacked, and he'd gotten a full nights sleep the night before, and he still looked as though he'd stayed up all night.

"Lupa's normally faster than that." Hazel muttered. Frank couldn't help but agree.

"Keep in mind that they just suffered an attack on New Rome a few weeks ago," Jason said as he helped Piper climb out, "Lupa and her wolves were stalling Polybotes army, you told me that. So they should still be recovering. If they're even heading towards Camp Half-blood, it will be slowly."

Hazel and Frank exchanged glances. He couldn't believe they'd forgotten. But Jason was definitely right, Lupa and her pack were probably getting their strength back.

"I completely forgot." Hazel whispered. "With the quest, and Percy and Annabeth, and then Camp, and we keep getting attacked . . . I just forgot."

Frank hugged her. "They should be fine. Have you ever known Lupa to fail at anything?" Hazel and Jason laughed and shook their heads. The Greek campers just looked at each other uncertainly.

With the exception of Nico, who sighed and sat down, closing his eyes. "So what are we going to do with the Demigod?" He asked sleepily.

Frank looked at Evan, who was eating another sandwich, and paying no attention at all to his surroundings. "He seems ok," Frank said hesitantly, "I mean, he hasn't said he's serving Gaea, and he didn't like Dylan. He said he was there prisoner."

Jason sighed. His blue eyes were tired. "I say we put him on some sort of probation. If he ever gives us reason to think he might hurt us, then he's our prisoner, until then, we just keep an eye on him."

Everyone muttered in agreement. No one seemed to want to deeply discuss the fate of Evan.

"Ok then . . ." Inwardly Frank was relieved, but he wasn't sure what to do now. "His name is Evander Homer, and he is a son of Enyo, a greek goddess of war."

Everyone stared at him like he was speaking a foreign language. "His name is what now?" Leo asked in a confused voice.

"Enyo was a lesser known goddess, wasn't she?" Piper had her nose wrinkled up, and she looked like she was thinking hard. "She was a really close companion of Ares. And that's about all I know."

Evan looked up from his sandwich. "My Dad said she liked him because he was calm, and because he didn't try and fight all the time. A few years ago he changed though. Said something about a friend of his disappearing, right after his wife and son did. And my Dad became a fighter. He put me in martial arts, and he did it too. He never told me whether or not his friend was found, although he said that the wife and son were, and that they were probably happier without his friend."

Frank wondered what that said about the guy's friends. It couldn't be all that good. "What was your Dad's name?" Frank asked. Maybe they knew him.

Evan shrugged. "His name was Eddie. Eddie Homer."

I hope you liked it. If you want to know who in particular Eddie is, (I made up his last name, but the rest of him is Rick's) the go to Camp Half-blood wiki and look up Eddie.