I am finally released from the eternal abyss of smelliness...

As the elevator ascended I clutched At's satchel and Damasen replied

"I-I she-she can't b-be dead..I'm sure Agatha just disappeared, besides she sacrificed herself to get us out of here...Addie's been convincing us for years, mainly me, to get out of that dump. 'Gatha told us that we didn't have to worry. That I didn't have to worry...Once I came out, I would be free and 'Dromeda would fix the whole curse and settle things down….I- I should have trusted her, I should've said yes, the first time An offered it to me all of those years ago...Now, she's gone...out there, nowhere!" Damasen cried "Look, it will be fine Damasen, what's in that roll of tape? The roll of tape Hemera tossed to you?" I asked

"It's an address-" Damasen said quietly "-to a place in Montana U.S.A. Belgrade, The Farmhouse On Dry Creek 94+ acres…. It came with the note and it says:

Dear Iapetus and Damasen,

This place will have everything you need, it's run by a couple of friends of mine and I'm sure they'll look after you guys… I thought this place would be suitable that way you guys could farm and live peacefully for now until the time comes to reveal yourself... Also I thought it would be great that way you guys could see the sun, moon and stars every day and every night. I have put some enchantments over it that way you guys are not seen and there will be a silvery portal waiting for you once you guys get out of that elevator. Please, Please, please! Be careful with that portal!! ( I'm afraid the world is much more dangerous than ever..) Oh! And by the way, Damasen...your curse is broken so that Drakon won't chase you anymore(well, technically it's been broken for quite a while….)...so yeah, thought that might cheer you up a bit more, don't worry I will handle the rest and I will come back to explain the whole deal, but now just stay safe!

Love, At

P.S. : The world isn't the same anymore...yet nor am I…

"Oh..At.." said Damasen once he finished reading the letter.

"Atali has her heart in the right place..and the thing that I feel bad about is that she is related to them" Bob said

"Related to who?" I asked

"I'm sorry but I can't tell.." Bob replied

"It's okay." I replied. Yet I was still curious, Bob had put a lot of emphasis in the word them. Like if it meant something very bad, like if her relatives were dangerous. I remembered something At had said: I don't know who my father is, or who am I related to... So Atty had no idea about her paternal side of the family, yet who was it? And how did Bob know? Did he tell Damasen? ...He probably did. At had said that she couldn't read the mind of the Titans, Giants, Cyclops or Children of the Underworld because of their origins... Although At hated that power, and I wouldn't blame her...Looking into someone's mind doesn't seem nice...She had no idea who she was related to, and Bob (and probably Damasen) was/were keeping her from finding out the truth…..

As the elevator doors opened and I walked with At's satchel slung over my shoulder, we walked across a very familiar building and made it outside to a very familiar empty plain. I put a tight grip on At's satchel and I shielded my eyes, the sun was shining very bright

"I-I- can't believe it…!" gasped Damasen "Th- th -"

"The Sun.." Bob finished.

I smiled as I put down At's satchel on the ground

"Hey..you guys made it..you made it to the world above...Congratulations.."

"Thank you.." said Damasen.

"Yes" Bob added "We wouldn't have done it without you, you or Andy."

Whoosh! A silvery portal appeared.

"Well..this is where we leave each other.." I responded "Oh! And…. your welcome.."

"See you soon, Son of Hades.." replied Damasen.

He stepped through the portal and disappeared

"Thanks for the company.." Bob said "I hope we see each other very soon.."

"Goodbye and good luck.." I said, smiling and waving as Bob disappeared through the portal.

As the portal closed I sighed and I looked down and saw that my hands weren't pale anymore but they were a medium tone of olive...I dropped At's satchel and I gasped. How could this be possible? Since when did my olive skin color come back? I had no idea until I saw a shard of glass and looked at myself through it my face also had the same olive skin color...I dug my hands into my pockets and spun around, I took out a picture….It was the picture of At, the picture that had fallen in which she said she didn't want it, yet I kept it and now I was glad I did. I put the picture back in my pocket. I wanted to keep it, that way I made sure she had been real and that she wasn't dead. I knew she couldn't be dead, I hadn't sensed her soul leave her body.

Perhaps she had disappeared and was in hiding...Or she had probably found a way out and was trying to get to the elevator… I walked towards her satchel and I picked it up. I dropped to my knees as I opened the flap and saw that her checkerboard shawl was there and were other clothes. I opened a smaller pocket and there were a few drachmas, crumpled up regular American dollars and some coins and dollars that had color on them currency in which At had mentioned to me that time she woke me up with the horn that they were called pesos (it's basically Mexican money) and were worth way less than regular American dollars. Then there was a small pouch that held coffee/cocoa beans (Which seemed odd to me..) and another that held huge silvery coins…

There was a scrap of a crumpled sheet of paper, that was labeled The Hybrid Letter...I had no idea what this was, but I guessed it was something about Hybrids. There were also a few mini notebooks and small pencils. It seemed hard to believe that At had fallen over 12 minutes ago...I checked another pocket in her satchel and saw that there were a few rocks, an old packet of tissues, gum wrappers, a smooshed bag of chips, and the shrunken form of her violin case. I took it out and laid it on the ground. I tapped it to see what would happen and immediately it expanded to its true size. I carefully set the violin case on its side the way I had seen At do it and opened it. I took of its cover in whom At had said that it was there to protect the violin from not getting any rosin which At reminded me that it helped the bow get a [7] grip on the strings. The violin was carefully strapped and the bow was in its correct spot. The sunlight reflected on the violin, making it look as if it had been polished. I ran my fingers through its smooth surface and I remembered what At had said

"Never touch the hair of the bow unless you wanna to mess it up and it's best if you don't mess with the tuning pegs or the fine tuners unless you want it to sound really out of tune, too high or too low a.k.a. too sharp or too flat Skull Head.."

I made sure to not touch the pegs on the top of the violin which At had said it was called the scroll and the little screws on the bottom which At had previously mentioned as the fine tuners. As thought about it I realized that when she made sound with her violin it was like magic because who knew that[8] horse hair, tree sap, and metal could make such a beautiful sound? I closed the case and I once more checked the bigger bag and I realized that a few things were missing...Cut-Throater (At's weapon), Astrallum (her shield) and the clothes she had been wearing… I dug my hands into my pockets again and I took out a dark swirling sphere At had mentioned that it was dangerous and that she needed to give it to someone but since she fell so quickly, she didn't tell any of us what this sphere/orb meant or was...So like the picture I decided to keep it, in the hopes that At will come back for the orb and explain the deal. I glanced at the case and I decided to tap it again to see what happened, and as I tapped the case it shrunk and I opened the pocket flap and carefully set it inside. I opened my jacket and took out her MP3 and the note. The device was very torn, I must remember to give At a new music player for christmas...If I saw her (or if she came back to get her things and explain the whole deal here..) Then I realized something else At had told me

"Music always makes me feel better" the first time she offered the device to me.

I was shocked because not a lot of people gave me their things to take a look at and admire. Although she had said that it was because

" 'Cause you seem innocent (and 'cause you are and no offense!) you're just as sane as me… Not that I'm super sane because I lost most..well all... of my sanity at 11 but you know what I mean, not like me but you're still innocent and we're still kids anyways, and we'll always be...Besides, music is one of the things that keeps this world together even if we listen to different genres, many like music and I thought you'd like it too. Music is my drug, it's the one thing I can get high on without any damage. When I listen to music, I'm in this whole other world and I forget this old one.."

I closed the flaps and as soon as I was going to put the satchel over my shoulder and walk off and probably try to nick something to eat and then come back here and kip for the night before returning to Camp-Half Blood by shadow travel.

I reflected back on the warning:

Secrets are being kept: the secret about the Dark Virgin.

One is to be aware,...: I was to be aware.

That friends are not always good: that Andy wasn't the best friend…..

All of those trapped must beware: Me, Bob, and Damasen.

For one….shall have to stay!: That Andy would have to stay….

Beware of The Dark Virgin!: To beware of Andy…

I sighed, I hadn't felt her soul leave her body, and I hadn't seen her disappear, but since Chaos was nothing, then I guess her soul would have disappeared into nothing as well. But part of me refused to believe she was dead, she was At! She had survived in Tartarus longer than any other person in the world perhaps! She hadn't lost her willpower to give up, she continued on! I refused to believe she was gone, she was out there, I knew it! She was out there, somewhere…

I grabbed the note I left on the ground, the one she had been so keen for me to keep. She had told me "That note, keep it if I don't come back!' 'Good, really, really hold on to it...Just in case..' 'Just in case, if I don't make it…"

I opened the folded up note and read it:

Here's a phone number in case ya need to call, you can call at any time just make sure ur alone and make sure no one hears you. If I don't come back soon, call. I promise it won't hurt. ~ ❦ 'Gatha

Phone Number: (822) 489-635-80-39

I felt a pang of hurt inside my chest. The whole time she knew she was going to stay, the whole time she had planned everything. The note on the tape, this sticky note here, she had planned it all. Her goal had always been to get us out, even if it meant her staying in. Agatha, 'Gatha, Adara, Andy, At, Atali, 'Ro, 'Alanta, Atty, An, 'Dromeda, and Addie they were all nicknames because she hated her name, different identities, to not be discovered….

Soon after I heard a cry "Nico!"

As I looked over my shoulder I saw Hazel running towards me, she dropped down to her knees and hugged me

"You're okay!..But... your skin color..what happened?" She squealed, as she held back and examined me.

"That's the same question I'm asking myself Hazel…Where am I?"

"Camp Jupiter," she replied.

She glanced around and saw At's satchel a few inches next to me "Why do you-?"

"It's a long story...do you guys have any food? Because I'm starving..." I responded

"Yeah.." replied Hazel nodding.

As we walked back to Camp Jupiter I thought of everything that had happened in the past two weeks (Or so it felt like two weeks for me.). I felt a burning sensation inside my my heart...not only did I suddenly have an appetite or have my skin color changed back to its original state or have kept the photo of a girl I had met for only two weeks, (It felt like two weeks to me….and if you count the time I was in a coma for three days) didn't feel like two weeks, it felt like if I had known her my whole life...Not only I had changed but I realized that I might have developed a huge appreciation... without even realizing it...for Andy…...

(footnotes!)

[7] I at first thought that when she pulled the bow across the strings were like "No! Don't Pull Me!"

[8] The bow strings are made out of horse hair (not out of its tail.. Because that was my first thought too), rosin is dried tree sap that went through an expensive surgery, and the strings are made out of several chords of metal that got stuck together like superglue because they couldn't keep their mouth shut..( okay the last part was not real..:)

A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! So This is earlier than usual because school is near so I rather post now than forget and not post until next year. So there will be more add-ons coming. Some info about hybrids is to come soon enough and thank you guys for the views, it really means a lot to me. In fact I began to write this to not feel so lonely and have some company and so far it's worked! I have no idea how you guys even came across this, or how did some of you guys began to read this, but thank you, really. I really appreciate it.