This took longer than I thought to finish. I had some difficulty writing this and it's shorted because of that. Enjoy and please review!
The demigods shifted nervously, unsure of how to take the idea of a child of Gaia. The Titans were children of Gaia and rarely did anything but kill demigods.
After a moment they stilled and Chiron began the story.
"After the Titans and eventually the Olympians were born, Gaia believed there needed to be a being capable of keeping the immortal beings in check. A safeguard if you will. The being created was a mortal child who was born when Gaia knew she would be necessary. The idea was that she grow up each time learning the skills to take care of whatever problem needed handling then live a normal life and die of old age. Uncorrupted by the whims and influences of immortally. A human immortal so to speak. As a child of Gaia the being was stronger and faster then a normal human or demigod. Gaia also gave her an ability that acted like a seventh sense. This sense gave her the capability to sense immediate danger and allowed her to be more in tune with possible results and act accordingly."
Chiron saw confusion on the faces of most of the group so he simplified the idea. "She is judge and jury to the gods and other immortals, keeping them in line and serving punishment. She is a mercenary to demigods, helping them when it helps her. She is a being unlike any other. Always remember that."
After several moments of silence following his warning, Chiron continued. "To help her in her duty Gaia also gave her child a weapon capable of killing Gods and mortals alike, much stronger than celestial bronze or anything similar. The weapon has changed appearances for each life she has had."
"How do we know it is capable of killing Gods?" Clarisse interrupted Chiron's story. Her eyes glittered in the darkness as she sat in awe of the idea of such a weapon like any true child of Ares.
Chiron raised a reproaching eyebrow "The weapon has many names. O thánatos tou Theoú to the Olympians. Bás An Dé to the Celts. Kami no shi to the Japanese. Mungu wa kifo to some African deities. If dozens of pantheons call a weapon and it's wielder The God's Death. Who are we to question it?" Clarisse sat back, subdued as Chiron continued his tale.
"Because she has appeared before times of great sorrow and death, like the gods, she has been incorporated into humanity's legends. No one, not even the gods remember her original name. I do not even know if she does. To the world, she has become the Gray Lady. Every legend and ghost story of a Gray Lady ghost who appears before times of trouble is based of the woman two floors above us."
"If this has happened before, why did Kaie run?" Nico was troubled over her reaction to being found by the gods.
Darkness cross Chiron's face for a moment before passing. "Things never go quite as one plans them to." He refused to elaborate further on why Kaie had reacted strangely but he did answer some of their less general questions.
"How many times has she lived?" Annabeth had taken out of pad of paper after Chiron had begun speaking and continued to take detailed notes.
"Nine that the gods know of. I have always believed that there were a few more. More than once the gods have been on the receiving end of the Gray Lady's wrath so she would avoid them if at all possible."
"So what is she responsible for in history?" Rachel wondered she could have visions of the Gray Lady. So far she had seen events connected to her but not the person herself.
"Disasters." Chiron's face grew dark again.
"Come on, you got to give us specifics!" Percy was like a little child attracted to a story. He wanted all the details possible. Chiron sighed and regarded the hyperactive demigod who was well into his twenties but unable to act like an adult when around his close friends.
"She has been part of many of the worst battles and natural disasters in history. I will not give you any more specifics." Chiron vanished back into the Big House, his hooves echoing ominously in the darkness.
The demigods sat quietly, absorbing every detail Chiron had told them. After a few minutes the group dispersed to their cabins. Nico was the last one left on the porch. He sat there for what could have been hours or mere minutes, questioning how this all affected the camp and his friends. If the Fates were kind it wouldn't. Unfortunately the Fates were rarely so kind to demigods.
Thanks to the people who reviewed the last chapter. Please keep reviewing. It helps alot. Next time: Kaie and a few demigods go to Olympus. Chaos and fear ensue!