AN: You caught me, you caught me! I made a mistake! I'm so sorry, but here's my excuse. I figured that yes, while the anti-Ares giant is Damasen and he is a peaceful giant (the BFG!), Gaia and Tartarus would be mad that their son betrayed them, so have another giant to replace him. And he took Damasen's place as the Anti-Ares. Is that OK? I'm sorry again for the mistake, but you can call Damasen's replacement Damian. So the giant who killed Piper and Clarisse was Damian (no offence intended to anyone called Damian)!

Lindsey7618- it was indeed mizzenmast, and so you get another chance at who you want in my story, briefly. Since Reyna is already in, you get to choose someone else, and they will be in a little longer, because you got two questions. Have cookies (::) (::) (::) (::)! Please review your person. (If you win again though, I might have to go to the next person, because it's slightly unfair for the same person to win all the time.) And yes, I killed of Jason (Mwh ha)

ReAdErSfOrEvEr, aww really (I am, by the way, hopefully going to write a book...)

Sorry about the cliff-hanger (not reallyJ). There is a bit in this chapter from Nyssa's P.O.V, and Beckendorf's P.O.V. I couldn't help myself :)

Here we go... (shorter chapter again)

Chapter 2: In which Leo recovers, sort of...

"Leo, wake up! Wake up!"

Leo sat up with a gasp, the guilt clinging to him. Where was he? He looked round in shock at the dark cabin. Hephaestus cabin? But it was destroyed by Gaia, and Octavian. How was he here, with Nyssa sitting beside him, a frown on her face? He had seen Nyssa die, seen as a sword was driven through her from behind, courtesy of one of Gaia's earthborn. So how was she here? And looking years younger that he had last seen her. Unless this was Elysium, and he had died, but then, the underworld had been destroyed.

"Leo?" Nyssa reached out her arm, and Leo backed off, pressing himself against the wall, hands coming up to defend himself.

"Please," Leo whimpered, causing Nyssa to draw back with a frown and glance to someone else. Who was that? He looked like Beckendorf, or descriptions of Beckendorf he had been given, but he too looked young. "What's going on? Where am I?"

The guy who looked like Beckendorf came forward, and Leo cringed. If it was Beckendorf, would he be mad that Leo had gotten Nyssa and everyone killed. It was his fault after all; even his Mom had said so. All his fault, of course Beckendorf would be mad, if fact he'd probably kick him out of the cabin. He deserved it of course. Beckendorf placed a hand of his shoulder, and Leo cringed and shrunk away, waiting for the blow that would surely come.

Nyssa's P.O.V

Nyssa was lying in bed awake, thinking about her new little brother. He was practically a genius in the forge, and she felt slightly guilty she hadn't noticed him at all in the week he had been a camp. She had seen him glancing wistfully at the forge, but hadn't really paid attention. Hades, he must think she was an awful sister. What sort of sister doesn't even notice her brother for a week?

She was slightly apprehensive of his team up with the Stolls though, his genius in the forge, if it was turned to pranks... She didn't want the camp razed to the ground, but that seemed the most lightly outcome... "No, please, no,

Nyssa turned in her bed, to look over at the bed that had Leo in. She frowned; he was tossing and turning like he was having a bad dream. O gods, what if he was? He had said earlier that he hadn't been in a workshop for a while, and that his mom did have a sense of humour. She didn't need to be an Athena kid to figure out his mom's death was the reason he hadn't been in a workshop for ages. What if his being in the forge had brought back unwanted memories? She heard mutters coming from him, and strained her ears to hear them. "Mom, no!"

Nyssa winced, she was a year round camper, since her mom had died in childbirth, and she had been in foster care since. Her foster parents had been devout Christians though, and when they heard about her father, they hadn't believed it at all, and had politely told her to leave and never come back, after driving her too camp. But then sending her off. Yeah, she felt slightly resentful, but hey, they had given her money, and a way to camp, so she didn't hate them. Especially not once she found out some of her brother's pasts. Let's just say the scars on Chris's back hadn't come from a monster (well not a monster from Tartarus, though she defiantly deserved to be sent there!)

Point was, Nyssa didn't really know how to comfort Leo, but she knew who did...

Beckendorf's P.O.V.

Charles Beckendorf was having a very nice, dream free sleep, at least he had been. He woke with a jerk to feel someone shaking him. He regretted not retreating into his private room, but it was cabin policy that everyone remains in the main room on a new camper's first night. Just in case. He grunted and sat up.

"Nyssa? What..."

"Leo, I think he's having a nightmare."

Beckendorf glanced over at the bed that held his new brother, worry clear on his face. He didn't show much emotion outside the cabin, but with his siblings, who were as socially awkward as he was, it didn't seem to matter as much that he was bad at expressing himself. He was the oldest in the cabin, the leader, the big brother, and he hated it when his siblings were hurting. He was better with machines than people, but he still didn't want his family sad.

He was worried about his newest brother. He couldn't say littlest, because Shane was younger, even if he was almost as tall. Leo was seriously small for a son of Hephaestus. He was full of humour, but Beckendorf could see the sorrow he was trying to hide. Maybe he was spending too much time with Silena. Leo cried out again, and Beckendorf frowned. It seemed he was right to worry.

He quickly through off the covers, and made his way over to Leo's bed, just in time to hear his brother cry again. "I'm I'm sorry, so, so, sorry, please, please, I'm sorry." Looked like he was carrying round a bucket load of guilt. His mom's death?

Nyssa seemed like she couldn't watch any longer, she sat next to Leo, who was now curled up in a ball, sobbing softly. She placed a hand on his arm. "Leo!" "Leo, wake up, wake up!"

Nyssa's almost shout definitely woke the other three in the cabin, and Beckendorf heard Jake, Chris and Shane join him, looking at Leo in worry.

Leo shot up with a gasp, and confused eyes looked around, before coming to settle on Nyssa. He kept crying, though his eyes showing such a deep sadness that he heard Chris gasp, and Shane whimper, Beckendorf didn't blame him, heck, he felt like whimpering at the amount of pain in the eyes of his little brother, and vowed revenge on whoever put it there, if they weren't dead already. Shane was only eight after all, he could whimper if he wanted to.

"Leo?" Meanwhile, Nyssa had reached out an arm toward the still shaking Leo, who shrunk back in fear. The look in his eyes reminded Beckendorf of a caged animal, scared and in pain, almost feral.

"Please." Leo raised his hands to shield his face, and pressed further back, his eyes wide and blown. Nyssa turned toward Beckendorf her eyes helpless and pleading. He moved forward coming closer to the bed, as Leo spoke again. "What's going on? Where am I?"

The uncertainty in Leo's voice was painful, and Beckendorf placed a hand on his shoulder, wincing slightly when Leo drew back, and turned away, shaking more, and looking like he expected to be hit. Beckendorf quickly removed his hand, and saw Leo relax a little. He gently turned Leo's head so he could see right into Leo's frightened eyes.

"It's ok Leo, you're safe. No-one's gonna hurt you."

"W-, who are you?"

"I'm your brother, Beckendorf, remember. You're at camp, somewhere safe from the monsters. And no-one here will hurt you." Beckendorf had a momentary thought of Clarisse, but he wouldn't let her hurt Leo. At least not anymore that she had already hurt him. He recalled Leo's second day at camp, when she had challenged him to a fight, and he had fought with a hammer, which really should have made it obvious who his father was. And he had managed to hold his own for so long, that when Clarisse finally won she declared that, "You're not too bad for a runt", which was pretty much the highest praise you got from Clarisse.

Leo still looked confused, "but, what Camp?" Beckendorf frowned, then immediately stopped when Leo shrunk in on himself again, it was like Leo had completely forgotten the last week.

Leo spoke again, "Where's Percy?"

Percy Jackson? Beckendorf thought. It must be, "Percy's fine, he's sleeping in his cabin, and no-one's gonna hurt him either."

Those seemed to be the words that calmed him down, and his confused eyes returned to normal, although he now looked embarrassed. "Aw, man, a nightmare now... I haven't had one in ages. I hoped they'd gone."

Beckendorf was more worried over the fact Leo had had nightmares before, than he had one now. He was so glad it had been today, and not tomorrow, when everyone retreated into private rooms, and he wouldn't have had a clue his brother was having a nightmare. He was glad that Leo seemed to be back to normal now, and he leant forward, and wrapped his arms around Leo's small frame.

Leo stiffened, then relaxed. And somehow, Beckendorf wasn't particularly surprised when he felt Nyssa join the hug, then Shane, and then the other two gave shrugs, and joined the group hug simultaneously.

When they all separated out, Chris snickered, then Leo joined in, and before long they were all practically rolling on the floor laughing, though none of them had a clue what they were laughing at. The yell of "Shut up, punks!" and the thrown grenade that shook the cabin only seemed to increase the hilarity.

AN: Next question:

What is an essential tool for demigods that Beckendorf throws to Percy in the Last Olympian?