(A/N: Hey everyone! Just for you guys to know, I might not be able to update this story next week or a week after because I'll be busy with my school play. Just a warning, hope you enjoy this new chapter!)

(WARNING: I'm not trying to make fun of any Canadians in this chapter, I'm just trying to use a general stereotype. I'm Canadian myself so sorry if I'm offending any other Canadians out there)

Okay, shadow travelling out of camp might have not been my brightest idea, taking into account the last time I shadow travelled across the country, I knocked myself out and was found half a week later near Zeus' Fist. Hey, it was quick thinking.

I shadow travelled to the Underworld, the only place I could think of at that moment, and interrupted a romantic dinner between my father and Persephone.

"AH!" I fell behind a chair, landing on my back and hitting my head on the ground after.

"Arina?" I shook my head, shaking away the feeling of dizziness and saw my father and my step-mother stare at me, shocked.

"Um... hi?"

"What are you doing here?" My father inquired.

I pushed myself into a standing position, instantly feeling dizzy the moment I stood up from the sudden head rush.

"Um... well, Nico, kinda, sorta..." I rubbed the back of my neck nervously with an awkward laugh.

"Arina, what happened?" Persephone questioned.

I quickly explained what happened, how Bianca had died on the quest and Nico swore revenge against Percy. I also mentioned how he revealed we were children of Hades before we both ran away.

Hades sighed, rubbing his temples, "We both avoid our problems..." he grumbled.

"Arina, why don't you go lie down in your room? From what you said, shadow travelling across the country isn't the best idea, especially including the fact you hadn't had a proper rest in days." Persephone suggested to me gently.

I looked at my father, who was deep in thought, before turning and scurrying out of the room.

I went down the twisting and turning halls, eventually finding my room. Once inside, I collapsed onto my bed, instantly passing out the moment my head touched the pillow.


I didn't return to Camp Half-Blood for a while after, which was good. According to Alecto, a lot of campers were shocked, even angry that there was another child of the Big Three roaming camp. Of course, being the daughter of Hades, the most disliked god, didn't help the situation at all.

Therefore, I decided to remain in the Underworld until the heat down died at the camp.

No one knew I was hiding out in the Underworld except for the Olympians because otherwise, they think I joined forces with Kronos, and Chiron, who simply Iris-Messaged me.

"When do you think you will return?" The centaur asked me as I sparred with a spartoi.

Since my sister's death, my father has been pushing me to become the next prophesied child. He even told me the prophecy, which was worse than I had originally thought.

'A half-blood of the eldest gods

Shall reach sixteen against all odds

And see the world in endless sleep

The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap

A single choice shall end his days

Olympus to preserve or raze' was this great prophecy Percy or I could be apart of.

I don't see remotely how it could have been me or Thalia, the prophecy literally says 'he', it could be referring to a male. However, my dad thinks it could be referring to Kronos or something else.

In my opinion, I'm glad Percy's older than me in this case.

"I'm not sure," I replied to Chiron after a lengthy pause.

"We know Luke's forces will attack us this summer, and you ther-"

"To reap the souls and control the monsters? Yeah, that seems like so much fun," I stated with an eye roll.

I parried another swipe from the skeleton, stabbing it in the chest before stepping back so I wouldn't be caught in the flames.

"Arina, not everyone here is afraid of you,"

"But how many people hate me? Definitely the whole Ares cabin still, probably some annoying Apollo campers too." I grumbled, summoning another monster to fight.

I summoned a ker this time, a creature that feeds on violent death and something else. A worthy opponent to practice my umbrakinesis on.

I shot several shadows at it, forming multiple shields around myself as I dodged attacks from the creature. It tried shooting poison at me, but I used the shields and reflected the poison on itself before shadow travelling behind and shooting a large shadow into the centre of its body.

"People hated Percy, but they liked him once again-"

"After he succeeded in that damn quest for Zeus' lightning bolt," I spat, ending the IM swiftly, heading out to get something to eat.

I found my step-mother talking to Demeter through an Iris-Message in our kitchen. I heard something about cereal before I decided to leave, not wanting to get caught eavesdropping.

I travelled over to Elysium, passing by the Fields of Punishment and teasing Tantalus from his little island. He glared at me, wanting to grab me but a Fury stopped him.

Once in Elysium, I snuck in and wandered among the shades laughing and talking lividly to each other as if they weren't dead. Eventually, I found the two I wanted to talk to.

"Arina!" my sister jumped up from her picnic and ran towards me, hugging me.

Yes, ghosts can hug people, well, long as they're children of Hades, I guess.

"Hey Bianca, hey Zoë," I greeted them before joining them in their picnic.

Zoë had technically been admitted into Elysium as well as the heavens, but she preferred Elysium, which was where all her friends and fallen comrades were.

"How's training?" Bianca inquired as she sat down between Zoë and I.

"Ugh, it sucks, and how is dad so sure I'm next?" I grumbled with my arms crossed.

"Thy still has time," Zoë reminded me, taking a sip of whatever they were having.

I guess I could eat ghost food, but it's too much work and I'm tired from training and summoning monster after monster.

"Did Chiron find Nico yet?" I told my sister about how Nico ran away, which deeply worried her. She thinks it's her fault and everything, but it's not.

"No, apparently Percy, Annabeth, and Grover are looking for us both still," I replied, lying back onto the grassy hill.

"Maybe-"

"I don't want to talk to any of them, they're probably better off without me," I stated.

Whenever I visited her and Zoë, they were always convincing me that I should talk to the others and resolve junk, but of course, I never listened. They just think I'm stubborn, but I'm really not.

"You probably made Grover faint, again," Bianca pointed-out with her arms crossed.

"Yeah, definitely," I nodded in agreement.

We also filled Grover in on the blessing we got from Pan, which resulted in something weird to happen. He fainted, and when he woke up, he swore he heard Pan say 'I await you', which made him go off again on another trip, I think.

"At least Chiron knows thee is not dead," Zoë said with a nod.

"Yeah, but he keeps on calling me and asking when I'm coming back, it's so annoying," I muttered in exasperation.

"He means well,"

"Well, I wish he didn't,"


I managed to get my dad to let me go to school because I haven't had a proper education in years, not counting what Chiron taught me as anything. It took about three months until he relented.

I don't like school that much, especially teachers who think they know what's best for you, but school is helpful in ways. Social skills are built, and you get to learn valuable mathematics skills.

Currently, one of the Furies was driving me to a new school after spring break.

"You know what to do?" Tisiphone, the Fury that was escorting me, questioned.

"Yeah, use the Mist and make them think I'm a new exchange student from Canada," I replied, eyeing the road outside.

The sidewalks were filled with teenagers and kids going to school, messing around and laughing with each other. For some reason, this made me jealous of how all my friends were either at Camp Half-Blood or New York.

"If there's a monster, just kill it, Alecto would deal with the paperwork," she advised before dropping me off in the front.

I slipped out of the car, adjusting my backpack before walking towards the entrance of the school.

After several minutes of manipulating the Mist, I managed to trick the administration staff that I was a new student just as we planned. It was easy to fool the rest of the teachers that came my way.

I was put into a regular grade eight class, but I felt somewhat left out because I was new. I befriended one other new kid though.

"Hi, I'm Piper," the girl introduced herself after I was sent by the teacher to sit beside her in the back of the class.

"Arina," I replied.

"You're from Canada?" she inquired curiously.

Something about this girl seemed different compared to the rest of the kids here. Her scent appeared distinct, however, I had a feeling she wasn't a monster.

"Yep," I stated.

"Cool, what's it like there?"

I paused, thinking. To be honest, I've never been to Canada before, but I knew it was snowy and had good poutine.

"Um, cold," I guess the weather's kinda like New York with the snow.

"Really?" she gasped sarcastically.

"What about you?

"I lived in San Francisco," she seemed to be hiding something when she said that, but I ignored it.

"Cool," I knew San Francisco was banned for half-bloods because of the monster activity, but my dad said there was another reason the gods won't talk about.

After our small conversation, the class began.

As expected, the teacher and I hated each other. He thought I was rude and disrespectful for constantly tapping my feet, and I just found him plain annoying.

Not my fault I have ADHD... I thought, glaring at him as he handed out our first assignment.

"And Arina, if you don't understand anything, put your hand up politely," Mr. Bradford, my teacher, stated in a condescending way.

I looked down at my sheet and scribbled in my answers to the simple math questions.

"Why does he hate you so much?" Piper asked me quietly as he made his rounds.

"Not sure," maybe I can mess with the Mist and make him like me... I thought optimistically. However, that might not work if he's clearsighted.

We continued working until lunch break. Unfortunately, some flirty girls came over, giggling about both Piper and I.

"So Piper, gonna do a rain dance today?" the leader of the group, Abby, inquired with a laugh.

Apparently, Piper was part Cherokee, which was somehow amusing for the other girls here. Yeah, big deal, do the rich, snobby girls have anything interesting about them?

"Honestly, Arina, how can a girl like you befriend her?" Eva, the snarky second-in-command questioned.

"What's that suppose to me?"

"Well, look at your-"

"Are you seriously being that racist?" I exclaimed, standing up from my table.

I was shorter than her, as expected, but I still scared her either way.

Hmm... guess my father was right about scaring people with only one glance.

The girls looked at each other before running off, mumbling weird stuff and calling me a freak for hanging out with Piper.

"You didn't have to do that," Piper stated.

"And let them push us around? Ha, fat chance, I'm done getting bullied and teased." I plopped back down in my seat and began to eat my lunch.

From that day forth, Piper and I became close friends. We talked about annoying teachers and students, big tests, and even the occasional boy or two. We shared a lot of things with each other, but I didn't talk about being a demigod for obvious reasons, and I could tell she was hiding something from me too.


It was the last day before the summer break, and Piper and I were parting ways. She said she had some stuff to deal with within the school, and I told her I had to go back to Canada.

"We should keep in touch," she suggested.

"Um... how?"

It wasn't safe to call each other, mainly because monsters would be insanely attracted to me more than usual. It's like waving candy fumes towards a class of kindergarteners.

"Well, I don't have a phone," Piper stated, "we can email each other?"

Were emails bad too? I think so, and I didn't own a computer either.

"I don't have an email, but we can do the barbaric way of sending letters," I proposed instead.

"I guess that could work," she seemed uncomfortable about the idea in general, but it was the only option now.

We quickly exchanged addresses, her address seeming as vague as mine. I said DOA Recording Studio, and she said some weird one that sounded like the San Francisco Bay area, but I didn't question it.

"Maybe we'll see each other again," I waved goodbye to her before slipping into my car.

"See ya!" she called back before turning around and heading back into the school.

Halfway to the Underworld entrance, Alecto asked me an odd question.

"Who was your teacher for the past couple of months?"

"Um... Mr. Bradford was my homeroom, Miss Aragon was my science and socials, this other teacher for the rest of my classes,"

"Did you notice anything... odd about these teachers?"

"Um... no? Why?" her questions made me uneasy. Was one of my teachers secretly a god? Demigod? A servant of Kronos?

"I caught a scent, it smelled like a monster, and several monsters have been terrorizing the camp you go to."

"Oh... well, I'm alive, aren't I?"

I thought back to how Piper ran back into the school. She was interested in the teachers from the beginning, maybe she knew something I didn't? Maybe she was a half-blood that was sent here by the gods to fight a monster of some sort?

I felt the urge to go back and check, but if she was a half-blood, there would be a satyr to help her, and she seemed perfectly capable of handling herself. She didn't need anybody's help, worrying won't do me any good.

"Your father was-"

"Yes, I know, I haven't decided yet."

My father has been pestering me about my decision to go back to camp or not, and I was holding back. Chiron said he'll call me when the summer session started, and I would make my decision then.

Did I want to go back? Of course I do, all my friends were there and it was a whole lotta fun. However, were the rest of the campers going to accept me? I am the daughter of Hades.

"Your father-"

"Wants to know by tonight, I'm quite aware, Alecto," I stated as we parked outside of DOA Recording Studio.

"Because you insist on interrupting me, you have to get in yourself," and with that, she flashed away.

I rolled my eyes before focussing on the shadows and reappearing in my room.

"Arina?"

I turned and saw Chiron waiting patiently over the water fountain in my room.

My step-mother suggested I should have a fountain in here to keep in touch with whoever I want, but I guess it's another excuse for the Olympians to spy on me if needed.

Since the reveal of my father, the council worries Kronos might use me against the gods, and practically begged my father to spy on me. They were worried someone might've informed Kronos of my parentage, and now his army is after me.

"Chiron," I greeted in return, throwing my school bag onto the ground beside my dresser.

"Have you made your choice yet?" I flopped back onto my bed, contemplating my options.

I could stay in the Underworld and train vigorously for the oncoming battle next year, or I could return to Camp Half-Blood and do the same. However, in the Underworld, spirits bow down at my feet, while on the surface, demigods would either hate me, be scared of me, or just plain up ignore me.

"How's the camp now that they know?"

"Annabeth wants a quest sent out for you," he answered.

I shook my head, of course she did. Annabeth was one of my best friends, she would be worried sick if I didn't return to camp ever since my abrupt departure.

"What about the others?"

"Percy has freshmen orientation," he wasn't mentioning the rest of the camp, which seemed to confirm my fears.

"What about the others?" I repeated.

"Most of the head counsellors are okay with it, and same with some-"

"You said 'most' and 'some', not all," I pointed-out.

"They will grow use-"

"That took a quest for Percy, I'm the daughter of Hades, it'll take me a war," I grumbled.

"Arina, give camp a chance, and with the oncoming battles, we will need you. Your friends miss you, and you miss them. Please return to camp," Chiron said.

I took a deep breath, finally complying.

"Fine, I'll see you in a couple of days," with that, the message ended and I was alone in my room once more.


My father let me go, so after I packed and such, I left.

I decided shadow travel would be the quickest and easiest option, although it was pretty dangerous as well. I could end up unconscious by Zeus' Fist days later, I could pass out in New York instead, I might even get kidnapped by some hungry giants.

Before I left, I played with Cerberus, which was oddly relaxing, then, I left.

I felt myself flying through a dark tunnel before my feet landed firmly on the ground outside a grove of trees. Unfortunately, I wasn't alone.

There was an Aethiopian drakon, and once it saw me, it mentally said 'lunch'.