We all sit on the wall, bar Mikey. He is always late to meet up with us all. I can see him in the distance. I can see that Rachel can as well, I can see the anger building up in her eyes. She is sat to the right of me and Jeremy on the left. I grab Rachel's hand in an attempt to calm her down. She leaves it there, I can hear her breathing heavily trying to calm herself down but when he is stood in front of us, searching for a place to sit, she can't keep it in.

"You lying, cheating, disgusting bastard!" She screams as she approaches him and grab the front of his shirt pulling it so she is looking in his eyes. "I loved you, I shared everything with you. What a waste it was on a worthless son of a bitch like you." She says is a slow, steady pace that sounds calm yet sarcastic and menacing. When she finishes her sentence, she swings a punch and hits Mickey straight in the face, breaking his nose. She then kicks him in the stomach whilst he is on the ground for good measure. She then turns round, passionately kisses Henry, flips her hair and grabs his hand and sits back on the wall right where they were, to the right of me.

Mickey hobbles off to the Apollo cabin to get medical help, he isn't actually injured badly, he is just playing the guilt card. I will tell you one thing, it isn't working. Then somehow, the day continues as usual but with Henry filling Mikey's role but a lot friendlier than Mikey ever could. We are saying goodbye, getting ready to go back to our cabins when I get a splitting headache. I feel the grass stroke my arms and legs as I fall the ground clasping my head in obvious pain.

"Trill! Trillare! Are you okay! Oh my Gods what is happening." Jeremy shouts noticing me before the others.

"Something very bad is going to happen... I can feel it. Warn the camp." I say through gritted teeth. Everyone bar Jeremy runs off. Rachel heads straight for Chiron, she knows as much as me about it, which is more than the others. J stays there quietly talking to me, trying to figure out what is happening but I don't know. I just know it is something we don't exactly want to happen.

Half an hour later, I am sat up hugging my knees across my chest, the pain in my head isn't as bad anymore but it still hurts, a lot. Chiron gallops up and explains that a few minutes after my friends told him about what I said, an army of giants attacked camp. They got through the barrier. Luckily the camp had been able to get prepared and took them out within a few minutes.

"Trillare, we really need to know if anything has happened to you that you havn't told us about, It might help us to work out what happened to you just then." Chiron explains.

"I really don't know, not much really happens to me." I reply.

"Trillare Stansie Brunetta Vita Di'Angelo! Something must have happened, you are very good at hiding things but we need to know now what happened when you were younger." Chiron snaps. Italian names don't sound so good when they are said without any hint of an Italian accent, just saying.

"I died." I sigh. Everybody looks confused so I explain. "When I was younger, about five to be exact, this whole army of big, ugly men, who I now know were Giants, came up to me. They told me that they had been sent by Zeus to destroy Bianca, my twin brother and I. I fought back. I was only young and weak but managed to take out the entire army but one. I was so exhausted that I could no longer fight. He sent his sword straight through my heart, I remember falling to the floor and feeling the rocky surface hit my body. The next thing I know, I was in the Fields of Asphodel. However, when my mother died, Hades still loved her and she asked for one final request, which he obviously agreed to. Her wish was for me to return to the mortal world, at the age of 7 which is the age I would have been if I didn't die. Hades granted this wish and all of a sudden, I was out of the Fields of Asphodel and I was sprawled on the floor of my family home in Italy. Yeah, so, that is how I died and came back to life." Wow. Now I have really confused everyone. I can see the cogs working in their brains trying to decipher what I just said. One person gets it and doesn't make a big fuss out of it. Rachel, she already knew it all but pretended she didn't anyway.

"That is pretty cool dude! We should get some ice cream for you not still being dead!" Rachel exclaims. She grabs my arm even though I am still curled up on the ground and drags me off to the Hermes cabin to try and get some ice-cream. Seriously though, what do they not have in the Hermes cabin. Myles for one. It's about time I should tell you about how I got to camp. Well, how Rachel, Myles, Nico, Bianca and I got to camp. We could have all been related, the only obvious difference was our skin colours, Bianca, Nico and mine being olive because we are Italian and Rachel and Myles' being ghostly white because they are French Canadian. Rachel was Myles' older sister. She was the same age as Bianca, 11 years old. Myles was 10 and me and Nico were 9. Out of us all, me and Nico looked the most similar despite us being different genders. We were identical twins after all. Bianca, Nico and I had just gotten out of the Lotus Casino and found Rachel and Myles. The two main problems were languages and the whole skipping 70 odd years thing. Rachel and Myles were French Canadian. They both had dark hair, Rachel's came down to the bottom of her rib cage and Myles' was cropped short. As they were French Canadian, there main language was French but like us they knew a little bit of English, enough to understand that we were both running away from somewhere. After two months of trying to find where to go, we still couldn't say why we were running away. We had been walking for about six hours as usual and we all found a semi-dry spot and set up for the night there. After we had been there for about an hour, I got a splitting headache and I threw my head onto my knees and grabbed the back of my head, keeping it close to my knees. I told them that I didn't know what was happening but it was bad and that they needed to get prepared and guard the area. Suddenly a large, grotesque creature appeared behind Myles and before we knew it the monster was dust but Myles' body was lying limply and lifelessly on the cold, hard floor. We ran over to him to find a crimson river leading to a single arrow piercing his heart. On that arrow was a note. Directions, to Camp Half Blood. To this day we do not know who took Myles from us. And now, from the five children that met on that street, only two are still alive.

We later found out the reasons for the other one running away. Rachel and Myles were constantly being followed by monsters who were all struck with a single arrow piercing their heart before they could get to Rachel or Myles. They decided to run away because they felt bad and that they were putting everyone the love in danger and they couldn't forgive themselves if one of the monsters got to a family member or friend so they just packed up and left, leaving a note of explanation.

Myles was killed before he was claimed. So although we all just assume he would have been claimed a son of Ares at the same time as his sister, nobody could know for certain so Myles, going off his status when he died, would be in Hermes cabin, that is why we all struggle to go past it, let alone in it.

How we got to camp is an unspoken story. It has never been repeated, like a lot of things. When we get to the door of the Hermes cabin, I turn my head to look at Rachel, her dark brown eyes are watering. Almost simultaneously, we decide to turn and walk away.

We run up to the others crazily. It's not that hard to look really happy and excited when you have my dad's eyes. Jet black with a hint of madman in them. They tend to scare a lot of people, one of the many. When we get back to the others Henry playfully grabs Rachel's headband. Flexible brown sticks twisted together holding beautiful red roses in place. Nobody thinks much of it apart from me.

"Henry, I advise you to give that back to Rachel now." I say in a stern voice as possible but that doesn't bother him. He just carries on messing about and throwing her headband around. I can see the anger building up in her chocolaty eyes.

"Give it back now you bastard!" She screams as she punches Henry in the arm making him drop the headband but it doesn't get to even touch the ground before Rachel grabs it using her reflexes. That headband meant a lot to her. You know how I said all of the monsters that dared to even come near to her and Myles got shot straight through the heart with a single arrow. Well, each of those arrows had a single blushing rose on the end of it. Rachel, collected these roses. She got 6 in total. When Myles was hit by an arrow. That also had a rose on the end of it, however that one was black. Almost as if whoever shot it aimed at him. Rachel wanted to make a memorial for Myles but one that everybody could see every day but not know who it was for because Myles didn't like attention. So, she made a headband out of all the roses, she used sticks that she twisted together to create a base for the headband and so it could hold in the roses. The then carefully entwined the roses into the sticks so it created a beautiful headband with the black rose dead on centre surrounded by red roses. Rachel wore this everyday as a reminder of her brother and so he would know she is never going to forget him.