NICO'S POV

Vivid memories flashed in my mind's eye. There was me, as a scared kid, watching my mother die. I was familiar with this memory, but this time, there was another person in it. Eliza, I assumed. Eliza was being held by Bianca and I was holding her free hand. Eliza had her face buried in Bi's hair as I stood there staring.

Another memory flooded in. We were on a boat and a girl in a frilly dress was chasing me. I kept glancing over my shoulder at her. We were both howling with laughter. We reached a doorway and Bianca stepped out and joined the chase. I remember that one. I remember that happening and how we had gotten in trouble with one of the old ladies in the saloon. That was the boat ride to America. Mama had gotten first class tickets, probably through my father, so we didn't have to stay below decks with the other immigrants.

I was pulled out of my head by Eliza tugging on my sleeve.

"I just had some flashbacks." she said. "My memories are starting to come back. When Mama died. Then on the boat from Italy."

"Me too."

"Wait, if we're twins, and you're 15 and I'm 14, how old are we really?" she asked, her eyebrows furrowed in puzzlement.

"Let's go down to the underworld. Dad's probably back by now. We can get some answers."

"Ok." She grabbed my hand and we shadow traveled into our father's realm.

When we got there, Hades was pacing the length of his throne room. He was muttering something incoherent and he looked up at the sound of Eliza stepping forward.

"Ahh, my children." he said.

"Dad. why did you separate us?" Eliza asked.

"And, I know you dipped me in the river Lethe and but why dosen't Liza remember anything either?" I said.

"Sit down. Let me explain everything. This might take a while." Eliza and I sat on the plush, black and mahogany chairs in front of their father. "Before I separated you, you were happy together. But as soon as your mother died, you were all in danger. See, your mother had some demon blood in her from previous generations in her family. Only one of you got those genes, so I had to separate you from Bianca and Nico so you didn't hurt them in your training. I took you to all to the underworld to dip you in the river Lethe and then put Bianca and Nico into the Lotus Hotel. I trained you to use your powers Eliza. You have some different powers than Nico but also all of the same ones. You can also fly. You have wings."

"What?! How do I activate them? 'Cause it doesn't look like I have any." Eliza said.

"Summon your powers in your head. You might not remember since you were put in the river Lethe a second time so you didn't remember me when I gave you to your family. Think of flight," Hades instructed. "The memories will slowly come back when I put them back. Some might slip through, the very strong ones, but you shouldn't have many."

"I-I'm doing it!" Eliza said nervously. She rose up into the air. Black, feathered angel wings sprouted from her back. They were jet-black and glossy, much like a crow's. They were like an illusion, bypassing the cloth of Eliza's t-shirt and spread out behind her. A powerful gust of wind blew her hair and her eyes opened emitting a harsh, red glow.

ELIZA'S POV

The wings felt freeing. The air flowing through my hair felt good. Everything about my transformation felt amazing. I felt like with my powers, I had more control over everything. I lowered to the ground and opened my eyes. I hear my brother gasp next to me.

"Your eyes are red." he said. His eyes were blown up big and he looked extremely surprised. I looked at my reflection in Ritorno, the name I had given one of my stygian iron and celestial bronze swords. I had named the other one Mietitrice. They meant return and reaper in Italian."Wow, they are red," I whispered. My new form felt great! I wonder what powers I have?

"You might be wondering what other powers you have," Father said, practically reading my mind. "You can possess ghosts, and you cannot die unless on the battlefield, much like a Hunter of Artemis." Hades informed me.

"How in Hades did you do that!?" Nico yelled.

"Do not curse my name young man. I would blast you to pieces if you weren't my only son." Hades scolded him.

"I don't know," I said.

"Dad? How are we twins if we aren't the same age?" I asked.

"Since I had to train you on how to use your powers, you were put in the Lotus Hotel at a later time, so Nico is a little older than you."

"Oh," we said at almost the same time. I looked at my reflection in my sword again. My eyes were reverting back to their natural brownish green.

"Why are my eyes a different color than Nico and Bianca's?" I realized that Nico's eyes were almost black, same with my memories of Bianca.

"Well, I don't honestly know. Maybe you got your mother's genes for eye color. I remember she had the same eyes as you, where your brother and sister have my eyes." Hades said. I looked at his eyes, and they were like Nico's, almost black.

"Well, we better get back to camp," Nico interrupted. I retracted my wings just by thinking about not being able to fly, and I turned back to normal. Nico and I then shadow traveled back to camp where Will and Cat were waiting for us.