Chapter Two

The days passed and Mel still had no memory whatsoever. Everyone had been spending time with her, everyone except for Annabeth. Whenever she saw Mel, she would turn the other way and walk in the completely opposite direction, though no one knew why.

Clarisse had been teaching Mel to fight. Clarisse found out the hard way that Mel was so fast she couldn't even touch her. The one time she thought she had scraped her arm with the electrically charged spear, they had stopped to take a look at her forearm but the shimmering skin was flawless.

Clarisse was always out of breath from their sessions, and that was when Percy took over. They would walk around camp, Percy talking about his life and the life of camp, attempting to give Mel memories, even though they weren't hers. Percy finally felt like he had a best friend. She didn't judge, interrupt when he was talking, nothing. She listened in silence except for a question here and there.

Mel herself was confused as ever. She retained the information that Percy gave her so well, and even a day later, she could recite everything he had told her. How was her memory gone when it seemed to be so good?

Mel had stayed within the Big House, in one of the guest rooms there. One morning, before she went to go meet Nico for breakfast, she was brushing her hair, looking into her eyes as she did so. As she turned her head, she saw a flash of gold in her dark blue eyes. She jumped, the sight startling herself. She dropped her brush in the sink and leaned towards the mirror, squinting her eyes.

But the gold was gone, as if it were never there in the first place. Her eyes were a flawless midnight blue, as if they were almost purple.

She shook her head, she must have imagined it. She turned on her heel and walked out of her bathroom, through her bedroom door and walked down the stairs.

Nico was waiting for her infront of the Big House, leaning against the porch with his arms crossed, tinted sunglasses covering his eyes.

"Sulking, are we?" Mel smiled, taking his sunglasses from his eyes.

"Mel," he groaned, closing his eyes, blocking them from the sun with his hand. "Gimme my glasses," he snatched them from her and pushed them back over his eyes.

"Nico," she said sternly. "Are you hungover? Again?"

She knew the answer from his silence, touching his arm lightly. "You need to stop, this is the third time this week. It isn't good for you."

Nico ignored her and started walking towards the dining pavilion.

Mel took a deep breath, shaking her head at Nico. It seemed as this was what he had been doing for the last week. And she had no idea why. She let him walk ahead of her, lost in her thoughts. She felt that the gold flash in her eyes meant something, but she had no idea what. She would have to go to Annabeth. She would know.

Mel shuddered, she knew Annabeth hated her, it was easy to tell. The first few days it had been mildly confusing, until Percy had given her the entire story.

She felt someone come up behind her, jumping slightly as Percy draped his arm over her shoulders.

"Whats happening, Melly?" he laughed lightly, looking down at her.

"Hey Perce. Just letting Nico deal with his hangover by his lonesome...what's his deal anyways?"

Percy stopped walking and took his arm from her shoulder, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Well...ya see, tomorrow is the anniversary of his sister's death," he sighed softly. "He does this every year, but usually he's down in the Underworld to hang out with all the dead people that worship him. I think the only reason he's up here is because Chiron wanted him to stay so we could help you get your memory back...any memory recollections?"

He asked the same thing every day, and her answer was always the same. "No."

For some reason, she couldn't bring herself to tell him about the flash of gold. "Uh...we have a few minutes until breakfast. So how about I meet you there?"

"Uh...okay?" he said, looking at her with an eyebrow raised. He hesitantly turned away and started walking back to the dining pavilion, looking back at her curiously.

Mel sighed heavily and turned towards the cabins. She walked up to the Athena cabin and knocked on the door.

"Come in," she heard Annabeth's voice from the other side of the door.

Mel pushed open the door, finding Annabeth sitting on her bed with a laptop in front of her. Annabeth looked towards the door, frowning as she saw Mel. "What do you want?" she said rather harshly.

"I uh...I needed to know something, and you were the only person I could think of," she admitted.

Annabeth was silent.

"When...a persons...eyes flash a different color than what they are normally. What does that mean?"

Annabeth shut the laptop. "It depends, what color?"

Mel bit her lip. "Gold," she said softly.

Annabeth sat up straighter, her eyes piercing into Mel's. "The eye color gold is a sign of titans," she said slowly.

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