I stood waiting for Artemis by her throne. I couldn't give my report until she was here.

After getting over the shock of seeing Bianca alive, I had hugged her like there was no tomorrow.

She explained that it was the thought process that had saved her. She would have died had she not remembered my reasoning. Lost and dead were two very different things. So she had somehow shadow traveled out there.

She was a daughter of Hades.

It actually made sense. That was how she had destroyed the skeleton warrior in Cloudcroft. Percy had first used his powers by accident, and she had too.

I was just glad she was alive.

A glow on the ceiling dome that reflected the night sky shook me out of her thoughts.

I gasped at the new constellation that had appeared.

A huntress running in the stars.

I fell to my knees, tears beginning to run down my face.

Zoe...

A sob escaped and I clapped a hand to my mouth, trying not to lose it.

Zoe was the one who found me, the one who took me to Artemis, my big sister, my confident. And now she was gone.

I stood up and wiped the tears off my face as the gods began filtering into the throne room. I carefully wiped my face of any emotion. Artemis materialized on her throne and I could tell she had been crying too.

Zeus called the meeting to order and he gestured towards me. I took the center of the room and told the gods what happened on the quest. I told them about the Ophiotaurus and Bianca. Lying to the gods is never a good idea.

Halfway through my report, the doors opened and Percy and Thalia came through with Annabeth. I forged on ahead like nothing had happened. When I finished, I bowed to Zeus and stood by Artemis's throne.

I looked around the council in awe. I had never seen all of the Olympians in once place before. With the amount of power in the room, it was a miracle the entire place didn't blow up.

Poseidon, my father, nodded at me. Aphrodite seemed to be holding back a squeal and Athena was studying me closely.

"Heroes," Artemis called, capturing my attention.

She slid off her throne and returned to human size. She walked towards my brother and his friends.

"The council has been informed of your deeds," the goddess told them. "They know that Mount Othyrus is rising in the west. They are aware of Atlas's attempt for freedom and Kronos's army amassing. We have voted to act."

The gods nodded to themselves, agreeing with everything Artemis said.

"My brother Apollo and I shall hunt down the most dangerous monster and destroy them before they can join Kronos's army," Artemis continued. "Athena shall check on the other Titans' prisons and make sure they have not broken free of their bonds. Poseidon has been given permission to unleash his full fury on the ship the Princess Andromeda. And as for you, my heroes…"

My goddess turned back to the council "These heroes have done us a great service. Would any here deny that?" she met the eyes of every god, as if though daring them to argue with her.

"I gotta say," Apollo broke the silence. "These kids did alright." He cleared his throat. "Heroes win laurels―"

"Um, yeah," Hermes cut him off. "All in favor of not disintegrating them?"

A couple of hands were raised.

"Wait a minute," Ares growled. "These three are dangerous," he pointed to Percy, Thalia, and I. "It'd be much safer―"

"Ares," Dad interrupted him. "They were worthy heroes. We will not blast my children to bits."

"Nor my daughter," Zeus rumbled. "She has done well."

Thalia blushed and looked at her feet.

Athena cleared her throat. "I am proud of my daughter as well, but there is a security risk with the other three."

"Mother!" Annabeth complained.

Athena sent Annabeth a look. "It is unfortunate that my uncle and father broke the oath. Children of the elder gods are dangerous. As thick headed as he is, Ares has a point."

Ares opened his mouth to complain when I cut in. "With all due respect, Lady Athena, how am I a security risk? I am a Hunter of Artemis and I do not intend on breaking my oath."

Athena nodded to me. "As true as that is, you are a little more than a demigod child of Poseidon. You are a Legacy of Aphrodite through your mother, and a Legacy of Hecate, through your mother's father. You could technically break your oath at any time."

I opened my mouth to protest and she held up a hand, silencing me. "Peace, child. I know you have no intention of leaving the Hunters. But there is always a small possibility.

I nodded and stepped closer to Artemis's throne, my head reeling. I knew about Aphrodite, but not Hecate. If my grandfather was a son of Hecate, Aunt Petunia could technically learn magic.

"I do not pass judgement, I only point out the risk," Athena continued.

"I will not have them punished," Artemis said firmly. "I will have them rewarded. If we destroy heroes who do us a great favor, then we are no better than the Titans. If this is Olympian justice, I will have none of it."

"Calm down, sis," Apollo said. "Jeez, you need to lighten up."

"Don't call me sis! I will reward them."

"Perhaps," Zeus grumbled. "But the monster must be destroyed. Are we all in agreement of that?"

I shrugged. I honestly didn't care. Bessie was pretty nice for a monster, yeah, but it was the reason that Artemis was kidnapped and Zoe died. I changed my shrug to a nod. Now that I think about it, I wanted it gone.

"Bessie?" asked Percy. "You want to destroy Bessie?"

I resisted the urge to facepalm. Of course. Classic Jackson.

"Percy," Dad said raising an amused eyebrow. "You named the Ophiotaurus Bessie?"

"Dad," my brother said, "he's just a sea creature. A really nice sea creature. You can't destroy him."

Poseidon shifted uncomfortably. "Percy, the monster's power is considerable. If the Titans were to steal it, or—"

"You can't," Percy insisted. He stared Zeus in the eye. "Controlling the prophecies never works. Isn't that true? Besides, Bess—the Ophiotaurus is innocent. Killing something like that is wrong. It's just as wrong as… as Kronos eating his children, just because of something they might do. It's wrong!"

I will give this to my brother. He knows how to manipulate people when he really wants to.

Zeus seemed to consider this. "And what of the risk? Kronos knows if one of you were to sacrifice the beast's entrails, you would have the power to destroy us. Do you think we can let that possibility remain? You, my daughter, will turn sixteen on the morrow, just as the prophecy says."

"You have to trust them," Annabeth spoke up. "Sir, you have to trust them."

Zeus scowled. "Trust a hero?"

"Annabeth is right," Artemis said. "Which is why I must first make a faithful companion, Zoe Nightshade, has passed into the stars. I must have a new lieutenant. And I intend to choose one. But first, Father Zeus, I must speak to you privately."

Zeus beckoned Artemis forward. He leaned down and listened as she spoke in his ear.

I looked at Thalia who met my eyes before looking at her shoes. I could tell she was remembering our conversation on the river. She met my eyes and I spoke in her mind using Llegimancy. 'Choose wisely,' I told her. 'Once you choose, you cannot go back on your oath.'

Thalia hesitated before nodding.

"I shall have a new lieutenant," Artemis announced. "If she will accept it."

"Thalia, Daughter of Zeus. Will you join the Hunt?"

Annabeth smiled. She squeezed Thalia's hand and let it go, as if she'd been expecting this all along.

"I will," Thalia said firmly.

Zeus rose, his eyes full of concern. "My daughter, consider well—"

"Father," she cut him off. "I will not turn sixteen tomorrow. I will never turn sixteen. I won't let this prophecy be mine. I stand with my sister Artemis, and my cousin Melody. Kronos will never tempt me again."

She knelt before the goddess and began the words I remembered from my oath, twelve years ago. "I pledge myself to the goddess Artemis. I turn my back on the company of men…"

Thalia hugged her friends one last time and came to stand by mine and Artemis's side.

"Now for the Ophiotaurus," Artemis said.

"This boy is still dangerous," Dionysus warned. "The beast is a temptation to great power. Even if we

spare the boy—"

"No." Percy said. "Please. Keep the Ophiotaurus safe. My dad can hide him under the sea somewhere, or keep him in an aquarium here in Olympus. But you have to protect him."

"And why should we trust you?" rumbled Hephaestus.

"I'm only fourteen," he said. "If this prophecy is about me, that's two more years."

"Two years for Kronos to deceive you," Athena said. "Much can change in two years, my young hero."

"Mother!"Annabeth said, exasperated.

"It is only the truth, child. It is bad strategy to keep the animal alive. Or the boy."

My father stood. "I will not have a sea creature destroyed, if I can help it. And I can help it."

He held out his hand, and his trident appeared in it. "I will vouch for the boy and the safety of the Ophiotaurus."

I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose. Of course. Because where else would I get my dramatics from?

"You won't take it under the sea!" Zeus stood suddenly. "I won't have that kind of bargaining chip in

your possession."

"Brother, please," Poseidon sighed.

Zeus's master bolt appeared in his hand, the same one that was stolen two years ago.

"Fine," Poseidon said. "I will build an aquarium for the creature here. Hephaestus can help me. The

creature will be safe. We shall protect it with all our powers. The boy will not betray us. I vouch for this on my honor."

Zeus thought about this."All in favor?"

To my surprise, a lot of hands went up. Dionysus abstained. So did Ares and Athena.

"We have a majority," Zeus decreed.

"Father," Apollo cut in. "If I may." Zeus nodded and the twin to my goddess stood up and shrunk down in human form.

"There is a situation in England," he told the council. "A situation by the name of Tom Riddle."

Hades stood up from his chair in the corner and snarled. "Do not speak his name," he hissed. "He thinks he can outrun me. Me! As if."

"Thank you, Uncle," Apollo calmed him.

The sun god turned back to the council. "He made seven horcruxes. Six have been destroyed. There is one left, and then Riddle can die."

"Your point?" Zeus asked.

"There is a prophecy," Apollo said. "It goes as follows: The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark them as his equal, but they will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies."

"How does that pertain to us?" Aphrodite asked.

"There were three children it could pertain to," Apollo explained. "Neville Longbottom, Erik Potter… and our very own Melody Pearl."

"Who is it about, Apollo?" Zeus rumbled.

Apollo motioned in my direction. "Melody. Why else would I bring this matter to the council?"

Suddenly, in the middle of the throne room, a flash of fire appeared and a very familiar bird came out of it.

Fawkes bowed to each of the gods before offering me a letter. "Thank you," I told him quietly.

Artemis gasped in rage and shrunk down to her human form. She knelt in front of Fawkes and began petting him. "You poor bird," she muttered. "He bound you when you are to be free."

As she pet him, a golden web of magic covered him and Artemis began picking apart the strands.

I frowned. "I knew there was something wrong with Dumbledore, but this is one of the worst crimes committed."

Artemis nodded and finished releasing Fawkes. "You must be truly evil and greedy to bind a phoenix."

She turned to me. "Read the letter aloud, Melody."

I broke open the wax seal and waved my hands over the paper inside, taking off the compulsion and loyalty charms.

"My dear girl," I read out loud. "Twelve years have come and gone and things have changed. They have changed in ways you cannot imagine. First and foremost, I would like to apologize for branding you as Dark and you parents would like to apologize for how they treated you. They are so very sorry, Melody, for leaving you with the Dursleys. They beg for your forgiveness and they wish to be a part of your life again." I snorted. "More like they want to be known as the parents of the Girl-Who-Lived."

"Secondly, there has been a mistake," I continued. "It turns out that you dear brother, Erik, was not the Boy-Who-Lived, but rather mistaken as so. You, my dear girl, are the one who survived that fateful night. Lord Voldemort has risen once again and you are desperately need to defeat him. There are hundreds of lives at stake. I beg of you, please save us. You former headmaster, Albus Dumbledore," I finished the letter and it caught fire in my hands.

I burned the ashes for good measure. "It's been twelve years," I growled. "Twelve years and he thinks I can just forgive and forget?! He has another thing coming."

Aphrodite shook her head sadly. "Lily was such a nice girl. I don't know what happened."

"The fame went to her head," Poseidon grumbled.

I sighed. "So I'm going to England?"

Apollo nodded. "Yes. You are allowed to take two people with you. You need to destroy the last horcrux and kill Riddle."

"Melody."

Everyone turned to Hera in surprise. She hardly ever contributed. I bowed. "Lady Hera."

She looked at me with sad, pained eyes. "Be careful," she told me. "Lily is in my domain as a wife. She is not sorry for her actions. She would do it again if it meant she could be in the spotlight. She still believes Erik Potter to be the Boy-Who-Lived and refuses to acknowledge you. She will attempt to sabotage you."

I bowed. "Thank you, my Lady."

She closed her eyes as if though she was in pain. "That is no family," she whispered. "That is a family more messed up and destroyed than ours."

Zeus waved his hand and a rainbow appeared. "Dumbledore," he rumbled. I exchanged looks with Thalia and Artemis. Was this the best idea?

The rainbow shimmered and Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix appeared in what looked like the kitchen of Grimmauld Place. Zeus turned to me. "He will not see or hear us. This way, we can hear what happens." I nodded and cleared my throat.

All conversations in the kitchen stopped and the Order turned to me in surprise. Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasly were there with Erik. They looked all grown up and with amusement, I realized I would look that old if I were still aging.

I smiled coldly. "Hello."

"Who are you," Moody barked. "How did you get here?"

I laughed without humor. "I am not here, Moody," I assured him. "I am very far away from London. As for who I am," I pouted. "Don't you recognize me?"

Lily Potter gasped. "Melody."

I tilted my head to the side. "Surprise."

"But," the woman floundered around. "You're so young!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Thank you, Captain Obvious," I said dryly. "And now, the weather."

"My dear girl," Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "You simply must tell us where you are so we can come and get you. You have a great destiny to fulfill."

That got me. I cracked up, bending over. Percy eyed me from the other side of the room. 'Are you okay?' he mouthed. I nodded and stopped laughing.

"A great destiny?" I asked Dumbledore. "Of course I have a great destiny. I'm fulfilling it right now."

"You're killing You-Know-Who right now?" James Potter gaped at me. "In what looks like the most incredibly place I've ever seen?" The Olymians puffed up a bit at that. I rolled my eyes. 'Thank you for boosting their egos,' I thought.

"No," I said waspishly. "I'm not killing Riddle right now. I'm spending time with my family, obviously. It's a few days till Christmas, what do you think I'm doing?" Hera perked up a bit at that, smiling at me. She obviously liked the fact that I consider us a family.

"A family?" Erik sneered. "You, a worthless disgrace, have a family?"

My eyes flashed. "Yes, I do. People ask questions when they find a fourteen year old wandering around in the woods on their own."

Artemis's eyes flashed angrily and she stood up angrily.

Erik opened his mouth to retort when Artemis stepped into the Iris Message, aged to look about thirty-five. "Melody, dear, who are you talking to?"

I smiled at her. "No one, Mom. no one worth mentioning, anyway."

Across the throne room, Apollo burst out laughing and began videoing the conversation with his phone.

Artemis turned to the IM, her warm smile freezing in place. "Mrs. Potter," she said coldly. "What can we do for you?"

Lily flapped her mouth like a fish before finding her voice. "Well, Ms―?"

"Olympus," Lady Artemis finished for her. "Artemis Olympus."

Lily nodded in thanks. "Well, Ms. Olympus, the world is in danger, and we need your… daughter? Daughter to come save us."

Artemis raised an eyebrow. "You're placing the weight of the world on the shoulders of a fourteen year old?"

Lily blinked. "I thought she was twenty six…"

"Regardless," Artemis interrupted. "Melody is much too young to be fighting in your war."

"Ms. Olympus," Dumb-as-a-door broke in. "There is a prophecy―"

"Was that prophecy created by the Oracle of Delphi?"

Dumbledore looked confused. "No… But―"

"Then it was a self fulfilling prophecy and had no truth behind it, but you foolishly put stock in it and now it is being enacted. Only prophecies from the Oracle are certain to happen. It is your fault that we're in this situation now."

Artemis looked at me. "Melody, who's coming with you?"

I worried my bottom lip between my teeth. "My sisters Thalia and Astrid, if that's alright."

Artemis looked to Thalia for confirmation before nodding. "Phoebe will fill in as Lieutenant for now."

She turned to the Iris Message. "Melody, pack your things. Your old family is obviously incompetent."

I nodded. In a show of maturity, I stuck my tongue out at the people in the IM and stomped off.

Artemis glared at the assembled Order before slashing through the connection. She returned to her throne and continued petting Fawkes on her lap.

"Well," Hermes broke the silence. "They certainly are incompetent."

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