A/N Enjoy!

Chapter Nine

Ding, dong. The bell rings. We are not at my mom's house, if that's what you think. But we are in Desmond's humble abode. He said his parents are home. He wants to discuss on how we got here. Nobody opens the door so he reaches down and pulls out a key from the door way mat.

"Make yourselves at home." He says, looking at my direction. "Just follow me, we can talk downstairs in the cellar." We walk by a grand living room the size of my Riverside, two-story loft, New York apartment. We walk past a marble stair case and I can't help but imagine this house in a billion years from now being a Dame Bording school. We aproach a door on the right side of the stairs. Desmond simply opens it and holds open a velvet red curtain. Behind the curtains was another stair case. We walk down into a room the size of the whole grand living AND dinning room. I was dark, dank,musky, and humid. In the room, there were four walls, three walls had velvet wall paper and one had a velvet curtain. A circle of old, victorian, oversized, armchairs sat in the center of the room. In he center of the circle sat a table and on top of the table, was a leather bond book covered just a tad by an old, silk, cloth. The spine looked old and tatered. At the sides of the room were a couple of drawers and vanities. "This used to be the servants quarters." He dosen't stop walking, but walks to the curtained wall. He moves it to reveal a granite wall.

"Hi, um what are you doing?" I ask him, bewilderedly. He gingerly strokes the wall, then grabs something from under his shirt. A necklace, or something like that. He presses it in to a part of the wall that was ingraved to fit like a glove. Wait, that wasn't there a secound ago. I hear a rumble start from the wall and it opens to reveal, yet another staircase. A deluge of light came from the bottom of the staircase. He holds his arm out as if to say ladies first and Annabeth and I walk towards the door with Percy at our heel. The four of us walk down the staircase to yet another dark room. It was a normal sized room, FINALLY! But with no light. The where was the light coming from. And the smell? MUY BUENO! And...voices, "I hear voices," I anounced to the group.

Desmond kneels down at the bottom of the staircase and opens a latch. It looked like a trapped door. That's where the smells and voices and noises were coming from. He drops a ladder and we all climb down. It was another room. Full of people, like the night world pub we came from.

"What's the problem, Desmond?" Said a voice. It came from a boy, a tall handsome one. He looked nineteen at most and had platinum blond hair and dark eyes. "Pardon my rudeness, I'm Thierry Descouedres." He said, obviously to Annabeth, Percy, and me.

"No problem, and don't worry about people have been plenty o' rude today," I mumble.

"Is every one here?" Desmond asked the Thierry dude.

"Poppy North, James Rasmussen, Ash Refern, Jade Redfern, Kestrel Redfern, Rowan Redfern, Thea Harman, Eric Ross, Gillian Lennox, David Blackburn, Rashel Gordon, John Quinn, Hannah Snow, Jezebel Redfern, Morgead Blackthorn, Maggie Neely, Delos Refern, Raksha Keller-" He glanced up and threw a girl with jet black hair a grin, she growled right back at him-"Galen Drache," He whispers under his breath," Yup, all except Ash. He had a little rumble at a pub." He smiles.

"What's up Desmond! OHH! Mom is gonna be SOOO UBER pissed when she finds out that you invited the whole circle Daybreak without telling her!" Said a girl about my age from the trap door above us. She was laying on the floor, her head sticking out the door.

"No she won't. Because she won't find out, right Florence?" He said looking up at the girl.

"Maybe she will, if you let me atend the oh-so improtant meeting then she'll never find out."

"Fine," Sighs Desmond exasperated.

The girl, who I guess is called Florence, jumps down and hugs Thierry. Florence had the crazy wavy, not like Hermione Granger crazy but like Kesha, beach waves platinum blonde hair, like Thierry. She had stone gray eyes and was my hieght. She had big almond eyes like Desmond. She had plush pink lips that framed the whitest of white teeth.

"Hey," whispered Percy to me," she you guys kinda look alike."

"No we don't," I said, and another voice acompanied me. Florence.

"Hi," I smile, offering my hand, "I'm Selene, don't mind him, he's probably still intoxicated from his unfortunate swim in the Hudson last summer." I said

"Florence, nice to meet you," She said while we shook hands. And something clicked. I don't know what it was but I felt like, like...how one would feel meeting thier long lost sister who was away for trillions of years. But, I don't know her, how could we be related in any way! Right?

"Do I know you?" She asked.

"Probably meet in a past life or something." Said of course, "I'm Annabeth," she said to Florence.

"Hi," Said Florence. "Are you...daughter of Athena? If you're not just shout."

"I am. How did you know?"

"I'm a Harmen, and Harmen's are whitches. I recently was playing with my mom's postions, which I shouldn't have, cause now I can barely hear myself think because of all the other thoughts being shouted at me." She had the most elegant british accent. "And you guys are children of Poseidon?" She said to Percy and me?" Or are one of you child of Her-ades? I know I just said like two gods ha, I meant Hades!"

"Yea, we both are Poseidon's kids, but I am grandchild of Hades."

"Desmond, let's start today not next week." Said a girl with firey red hair and iceblue eyes and a guy with his arm wrapped around her waist. "Some of us got to go home next week. In a different continent."

"Yea, Jez." Said Desmond. The rest sat down. Desmond motioned for me the trio, meaning Percy, Annabeth, and me, to sit down. I looked around at the circle of people. All beautiful. Imortall? Probably.

"So...What sooo darn important?" Asked a girl with red hair. She wasn't super natural looking in anyway. She looked like a normal person, a mortal.

"Wait. Desmond? Is it true? You found another half?" Asked a guy with black hair and a pretty obviously big vocab.

"What does he mean another half?" I whisper-ask Desmond.

"Delos, Yes I did. Well, at least one that bears the mark." Said Desmond. The others' eyes widen. And some mouths drop.

"That's imposible. "They're all dead, well except for your sister, it's imposible they were all killed, we were all there, well at least some of us!" Shouted a girl,"and you know that's the exact reason way we all keep watch with her! Sincee the mark was found!"

"Yea, Rowan I thought the same thing, but see for yourself." He grabs my wrist and shows it to the rest.

"Who is she?" Asks one girl. The same one who was called Jez by Desmond. Many people start whispering and some gasp. Maybe this is how congress is on a very calm day.

"My name is Selene." I said answering the first girl's qestion.

"When did this mark apear?" Asked the one who was called Thierry.

"When I was in Camp Half Blood. Well, really that was like two or three days ago." Everyone else starts whispering to each other and I turn and look at Annabeth, Percy, and Desmond. "What is this, like a war council?"

"Yea." Said Desmond.

"Why is it so bad if your mom found out?" I asked him.

"Well, nobody is supposed to know that we are is kind of like, illegal. If the Night World council found out they can put some serious charges agianst us, like execution." At that moment, as if on que, we heard rumbling above us, people walking around, doors opening, closing too. Then, the latch on the door shakes, and someone pulls it open...

A/N So sorry it took me so long to update! I was in D.R! Please review if ya want me to continue! And PLease review I have a major ending for this one and also awesome sequels planned!