Heart aching sorrow is the only thing I feel right now, the pain I wished stopped when my mother died never truly left me but watching her die was everything I couldn't bear in the world. It was all just too much for my brain to mentally process. She was my lover, my best friend, my companion through thick and thin. Now everything is gone, and for once I felt no joy in my life, no happiness from being at the camp with my friends, nothing could bring me back from the loss I felt. So, I ran. I ran far, far from the gods, from anything I once knew and loved for all it brought me now was a painful reminder of everything I couldn't have in my life.

I ran from state to state, staying in places that for only one to two nights then moving again. I didn't want the gods to find me, I didn't want anyone to see me again. I eventually made my way up north into the area of northern Washington, a small town named La Push that is apart of the Olympic Peninsula, ironic right. But this I decided would be my new home, close to the ocean where it felt calming to be, but out of sight and out of mind from everyone. Who would venture to North West Washington, to a small cave in a cliff all for one person?

(5 years later in the Olympian Throne Room)

Another tedious council meeting was taking place, but all I could wonder know is what happened to the hero. The hero that would willingly give up their life to save people he hardly knew. My thoughts often drifted to him some days, he just up and vanished without a trace ever since Annabeth died years ago. Truly I thought he was just going to blow off steam like all men need to do, but even I could see the love those two shared after all the years they shared. It struck him to the core. Hestia's face was ashen that day because she for once in her long immortal life could feel no hope in a demigod, and therefore was not able to even get a read on Perseus' movements. After two years of no word from him The Hunt was contracted to find him and bring Perseus home, and after three grueling and taxing years with an ever-present angry Thalia it was a living hell. How could someone, a man no less, escape capture from Artemis' group for so long. Not even raising any clues about his whereabouts. He wasn't dead I knew that for sure, it seemed like it was every week that Poseidon asked Hades if his most prized son was alive, and always there was a slight nod from Hades to prove he was alive but there was nothing else to clue any of the council members of his place of hiding. I just wondered where he could have possibly gone…

(2 weeks later)

The Hunt was on another long scout mission from the king himself, it was a simple in and out mission. Ever since the Giant war ended, we have had peace until two years ago though, things are starting to pick up again and I fear what the Fates will have in store for us in the coming future. Groups of monsters have started to group up with each other, normally the strongest leading them and the others filing in under their order. This normally doesn't happen unless there is a higher force commanding them. So, either the monsters all know how to get along or we are facing something that could spell disaster for the world and Olympus as we know it. Refocusing my thoughts back to our current mission, we had just cleared our third party of monsters in the week and I thought the thirty-two girls I commanded needed a well-deserved break from the work. We were currently on the West coast somewhere up North, certainly a place I have never ventured before, but the monster we hunted recently were camped near the shore, so we had to come up to my uncle's domain to dispatch them. As we were setting up the tents for the night some hundred feet from the shore, I noticed something coming out of the water which was strange since I saw no one on the beach before or even go into the water within the last half-day.

I stopped what I was doing to investigate this curious mortal, and to analyze if this person was an immediate threat to the hunt. From what I could tell walking up to the male was that he was very tall and muscular with shaggy pitch-black hair. I could tell he hadn't taken care of his hair for a very long time.

"You come near the Hunt without permission, boy!" I yelled to get his attention.

I could tell he heard me because his head shot up and he looked like he saw a ghost. He looked like he knew me, but I couldn't place who he was at this point. He looked oddly familiar, and it seemed he radiated power. Possibly a minor ocean god that calls this beach home I thought.

"What do you have to for yourself, who the hell are you that you dare encroach on my hunters you vile male!" I screamed at him, I just wanted a reaction at this point instead of the haunting look he was given me.

"Forgive me my Lady, I did not know your Hunt would be on this beach. I didn't know any god would be on this beach in my lifetime." He said with almost no emotion in his voice.

"Who are you, you seem well informed about the gods and who I am. Who is your parent and why do radiate the power of a minor god?" I asked.

"I wish it to remain a secret for my life has held many pains and I never hope to go back to that life. For the last few years I have mastered my powers from the god that gave me them. I only train and hunt." He said.

I just looked at him astonished. This male hasn't seen the outside world for years and is just but a normal demi-god. I only knew of a few mortals that held this great of power, but usually they boasted their power to anyone that would listen. He seems to do the opposite and conceals himself to hide the pain that he experienced at some point in his life.

"Would I know you from somewhere, you seem oddly familiar" I asked him curiously.

"Possibly from a past life, but I am but of the shell of man that I once was before." Just then a thunder rolled across the sky and he seemed to pause what he was going to say and contemplated the right words to say next. "I must be off, it seems that I have overstayed my welcome in the open skies. It was nice to see you again my Lady. We might cross paths again in the future and tell your Lieutenant I say hi. I do miss her a great deal." Then he was off in a fine sea mist.

He just vanished right in front of me. I have never known a demi-god to master that certain power from their godly parent, yet this male surprised me again. Questions seemed to pound at my mind now. Who was this demi-god that seemed so well informed? Why was he scared of Father? How the Hades did he know my Lieutenant Thalia?

As I made my way back to campsite, I actively looked for Thalia to understand why she would be closed to a male when I strictly ordered against it.

"Thalia, I need to talk to you" I whispered so none of the girls would get suspicious as to why I was dragging Thalia from dinner.

As she walked into the tent and sat in a comfortable position in front of me, I pondered what question I wanted to ask first.

"Thalia, why did I speak to a male that seemed to know of you, and dare I say have a relationship with you?" I asked completely seriously.

She seemed completely confused by the question, and it looked like she didn't even know what to say. Her whole posture was rigid, and it looked like she was trying to form a carefully composed response to my question.

"My Lady, I assure you the only male I know that I have friendships with are slim. Let me remind you they are only friendships that were made before I entered the Hunt." She said and took a deep breath to continue her rant. "These males I formed friendships were Nico and Percy respectively, but I saw Nico a month ago when we visited camp after our Minotaur excursion. I sadly haven't seen Percy since she died, but I knew he fled West somewhere. No god I know has heard from him since that fateful day and trust me I asked around. This male must be lying or…" She stopped herself deep in thought.

"Or what Thalia?" I asked wanting to get her thoughts out of her.

"Or we stumbled upon where Percy has been hiding out for the last five years."