No Turning Back

AN/ Two, three weeks...? Sorry .-. ...Well, there's a few good news, maybe. Pairings are decided guys, :) Get ready for some emotional drama. Let's see where this story takes you :p

PIPER

I doubled over, trying to catch my breath as an empousa slashed at me. I raised my dagger and striked, digging my dagger in the empousa's stomach. She snarled and dissolved into monster dust. I breathed slowly, wiping the dust from my eyes, and stared at the scenery around me.

It was only a few days since Lady Chaos offered her help, I know they must have some sort of super important mission but can't they actually come when we need them? I gritted my teeth as I slashed at a hellhound, watching it dissolve into dust. I spotted a mop of blonde curls, further into the crowd of monsters and demigods.

I remembered my mother being concerned for our well-being. She was concerned, but she couldn't come here and stop anything she could be concerned of. It was a good thing that we were prepared for another attack or there would have been another thing to hate about my mom. The Apollo kids raised their bows and let arrows loose, the Ares kids slashing at any monster at sight and the Hecate kids casting spells here and there.

The battle ended, lasting a few more minutes before an angry roar echoed around the battle field. My eyes widened as I stared at a fearsome monster atop on Half-Blood Hill. A monster, bigger than me, with horns and a permanent sneer. The minotaur.

Too late did I realize it was charging at me. Campers screamed and ran. I heard a distant voice screaming my name, telling me to move but I couldn't, my feet were stuck to the ground, my eyes fixed on it's horns. They were pointed forward, ready to turn me into Shish kabob. I screamed, and just as it was inches away from me, it burst into a cloud of dust.

Where the monster used to stand was a bright sword. No one moved, except for a Son of Ares. He was approaching the sword like he just won the lottery, I was about to tell him to not touch it when he grabbed and pulled. The sword was even scarier at a hand of a swordsman. The Ares kid examined it, using his hand to wipe the golden dust off.

"Hands off my sword, kid." Everyone jumped, including the Ares kid, who dropped the sword at the ground. A female emerged from the shadows, and my jaw dropped as I looked at her. She radiated so much power I had to step back.

"What? No thank you? I just saved your life, girl." She grinned as she picked the sword. She leaned on it and tilted her head, looking at me with a pair of familiar sea green eyes.

She definitely looked like the owner of the kick-ass sword.

She was only wearing a t-shirt and dark jeans, but even so, I knew she really was the owner of the sword. Her black hair was messily done into a side braid, the golden streaks on her hair mixing in with the black. Her bangs hung loosely over her sea green eyes. Her eyes told me that under the mischievous glint, she was broken and hurt. I didn't know why, but she just reminded me of old Annabeth. A leader trying to be brave and not let her feelings show.

"Thank you-" I paused, waiting for her to introduce herself but she only raised her eyebrows. No one moved or said anything. The girls easy-going grin faded as Annabeth ran to my side.

"Who are you?" Annabeth demanded, I nudged her side, sending a silent plea to be nice but she only glared at me.

"Chaos' daughter, mind you." The girl answered immediately. "Aella Omega, also the titan of time."

"Wait, what?" Annabeth stammered. There was a deadly silence, but Aella Omega grinned. She examined her nails, like she was saying something like 'Yeah, I'm a titan. No big deal'.

"You liar. Do you think we don't know Kronos isn't the titan of time?" An Athena daughter shouted from the distance. Murmurs of agreement were passed around, but there was doubt, I could see it. They could feel it. Aella Omega was telling the truth.

"Long story short, Kronos passed and I was proclaimed titan of time. Now, if you'd like to kneel before me." She did a courtesy and grinned as we looked at her in shock. "I'm kidding, jeez. Lighten up."

"But how did he fade? Why were you chosen? When did-" Aella cut off Annabeth with a hand.

"Hush, young apprentice." Annabeth's eyes flared. "No need for explanations. My army is on their way." She made unnecassry movements with her hands. Even when smoke was coming out of Annabeth's ears, the demigods, including me, snickered. Aella definitely had a sense of humor.'

"So, I guess the Olympians should have arrived by now. I'm not late, am I?" She asked me, ignoring a red-faced-ranting-about-impossibilities Annabeth.

"Fashionably late." I wanted to just nod politely, since she was after all a titan- according to her -but the words just slipped off my mouth. It was like I knew this girl for years.

Aella laughed. I didn't even get how this girl was The daughter of Chaos. Much less the titan of time. She was just too down to earth, that if I ignored the powerful aura around her, I could imagine her being a demigod. Fresh blood but with strong potential.

"Alright, enough of that. Do you think you can phone your parents? That would be lovely. Thanks." She said it like we could just point at the sky and yell "MOM or DAD" and they would poof right in front of us. The demigods looked down sadly, even Annabeth stopped ranting.

"Oh. I get it. After hundreds of years they're still like that." She rolled her eyes. "Then we'll talk later. I-"

She stopped so suddenly we already knew something was wrong. She stumbled and took short breaths. Just as a handful of demigods were approaching to help her, she passed out.

AN/ Okay, I know this is really short but I just wanted to post something. It's been like weeks and I apologize for that. I've been really busy but I promise you now that I'll have updates every weekend. Expect them on either Fridays or Saturdays. If we get lucky and there's no classes on a certain day, I will definitely post something.

I'm really sorry. So, to make it up to you, I'll give you this one moment of Luke and Aella back then. Just some random moment who ship and are willing to ship Luke and Aella. Hey, what do you think they're ship name would be? They're not the official pairing of the story. Like I said, Aella would enctounter loads of other boys, and a love octagon whatever sound cool. I just ship them more than anything. Maybe, Jason and Aella's close but well...

This moment can maybe explain the whole Aella being a titan thing. I'm sorry I just added that out of nowhere but it just felt like the right thing to do.

If you also think Aella's missing seriousness, I'll tell you now that she only takes the daughter of Chaos thing seriously during battles.

Alright then.

Remember, this scene is from the past.

LUKE

"Pssst! Luke Skywalker."

Grinning, I turned around as I faced the Daughter of Chaos. She was wearing her usual black cape, a symbol of her position in the army, but her armor was different. The sword at her side seemed to glow more brightly than usual. Maybe I should have noticed the stronger aura of power around her first before the fact that her eyes looked prettier. They were the usual sea green, but a think layer of gold surrounded the green, almost making it pop out more. Gold and Silver streaks littered her messy black hair.

"Got a new makeover, I see." I tapped my chin in mock curiosity, but the smile on my face vanished as soon as I noticed she was glaring at me.

"What's wrong...?" I asked. She didn't say anything but she wrapped her arms around me, it was a good thing that I was leaning on a wall or we would've fallen together. I rubbed her back, and bit my lip. I didn't know what happened, but after 40 years, you'd know that that never mattered as long as you were there for her.

"Why do they expect so much from me?" She mumbled through my shirt. I didn't answer, because I didn't know what to say.

"Remember the mission we had months ago?" I bit my tongue from saying a sarcastic remark. It was just that we had quests, missions almost every week.

"The one where we destroyed Kronos entirely."

"You mean the one where you destroyed kronos entirely." She glared at me, but I nodded.

"They made me take his place." I looked straight at her eyes. I remember the glint in her eyes every time they try to prank me. It couldn't see it the first few years, but with guys like this, you'd learn a few interesting things. Right now, her eyes just looked like broken green orbs.

"Why is that a problem?" She glared at me, like I said something stupid. I didn't dare say anything after that. When Aella gets emotional, well...it's better to just not make her mad.

"It's just. Ugh!" She screamed through my shirt. "You're supposed to be good at this kind of stuff. You tell me what to do remember?"

"I don't even see the problem." She punched me in the shoulder, really hard. And I mean really hard. I grunted and awkwardly used my arm around her to rub my shoulder. I didn't say anything though, but I laughed. Just let out a goodhearted laugh of joy. I didn't know why I did it but I couldn't stop laughing. Eventually, Aella joined me and my craziness.

"What are we laughing about, Scar face?" She bit her tongue, a chuckle escaping her lips letting him know what I did actually worked.

"I don't know how you do it." She narrowed her eyes at me in mock suspicion. "Witchery, I tell you."

I laughed again and hugged her tighter. "Do you think you'll tell me what's the problem now?"

"It's just one more thing for them to expect from me." She said it so bluntly, it got me confused for a moment. Then I realized what her words meant that a frown made way into my face.

"I didn't peg you as that kind of person." She tilted her head, a very cute and annoying gesture I hate.

"Well what about the-"

"You're not Percy. When you're at battle, you accept your responsibilities. The leadership. You overpass the expectations." I raised an eyebrow. "So what's up?"

She bit her lip, something I've noticed she does when she's nervous- which is not very often. She blew a strand of golden hair out of her face and slowly backed up, so she was facing me. My arms went to her shoulders as she adjusted. I didn't really care about the closeness we were in- it seemed that personal space meant nothing to Aella.

"I'm just so tired you know. Tired of it." She glared at the ground. "They even made a speech or whatever. I couldn't say No. They said since I was the person who had beaten Kronos, I should take his place. I knew they weren't talking about the Mission. They were talking about the War with the Titans."

She sneered as she remembered her past life. That's what they liked to call it, because it would be too weird if they didn't.

"I didn't deserve it, Luke. You made the sacrifice. I made the decision of giving you your suicidal ticket." I opened my mouth to interject but she gave me a death glare.

"Plus. That was Percy at the time. It's like they're seeing me as Percy and not as-" I cut off her by hugging her again. I smiled. It was a rare moment to stun Aella, and it actually made me feel better. About myself. Gods, that's lame.

"That's the problem?" I teased her. I could feel her smile growing at the side of my neck. I hope she doesn't notice my ears turning into bright strawberries. "You've got issues, Jackson."

I turned to face her. "You're you, Okay. Nothing's going to change that. You're a very different person from Percy Jackson. Maybe even better." She raised her eyebrows. "I don't need to give an inspiring speech about that one, right?"

Aella snickered, covering her mouth with her hand, her green eyes shining. "Of course, you have to! It's a tradition." She said it like it was the most important thing ever. I laughed and nodded.

She frowned in thought. Her lips then curled into a pout. "I'm starving. Feed me, Skywalker."

AN/ I'm sorry there was no Opinion thing. I've rushed this just so I could let you know I'm alive and not abandoning this story. I'm also thinking of fixing the summary. Let me guys know what you think.

Wait for Friday guys.