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lil Miss Mysterious

I don't own Twilight or Percy Jackson, but the voices tell me that they are mine.

I stomped angrily through the Forest of Hades, as the younger children have started to call it. Or The Forest of Death, as some of the older campers have taken a shine to calling the shady woods. However, to me, right now, this was the site of my latest temper tantrum.

I stomped and muttered, pacing and pacing, skillfully ignoring the pointed glares of the dryads and the far off roaring of various beasts. I wanted- no, needed a target to take my anger out on. How could Chiron do this to me? To all of us? Moving to Washington?! Halfway across the country? And for what?

"'Think about the safety the children, Isabella." I mocked in a deep voice. "The monsters know that we are here. The Gods have agreed. Demi-gods are too precious to endanger.' Hmph! They had no problem with us living here last year, even though we had already had a direct attack on the camp. Dear Argo! I could kill him! 'Safety of the children' my purple painted pandas! They're just trying to save face for the newbies. Oh, but the elders of this camp know the truth, oh yes, yes, they do."

"Isa, why are you laughing hysterically at the sky, again?" I turned to face my dear half-older-brother. He stood a couple of feet away. I slowly registered his words. I thought back a moment and realized that, sadly, he was right. I had been laughing up at the sky again. I pouted. I had thought that I had gotten rid of the habit during my time with Father.

"What are you doing here?" I growled, finally finding a way to take my brother's mind of my strange, and reoccurring, laughing match with the sky.

"I came to make sure that you didn't kill some poor nymph. Again."

"Oi! I didn't kill her! I just stabbed her, a couple of times! She healed!...besides, that was an accident."

"Accident or not, that poor nymph and that child of Apollo you were with will never be the same again." He sighed. "I know that you don't want to move camp to Washington, but some of Kronus's left over minions might still be lurking around. We can't take that type of risk, especially not now, when we have so many new kids."

"Oh, and what am I?" I sneered. "A child? A newbie?"

"Isa, you have barely been at camp a year."

"Then come right out and tell me what it is that you wish to say! I am not a child!" I snarled.

No, not a child, not anymore.

My angered words caused my brother to twitch slightly, most likely remembering the past that he had saved me from. I lightened my tone, trying not to drag the memories forth, and foraged on. "If you are so worried about me, why did you take me from Father's realm, he had agreed to watch over me for another few months."

"I know our father. He was not watching you, as he has far too much work to take a break. You were left to your own devises, just as we found you two years ago."

"And last year you did not allow me to get involved with that war. You had seen my training,

you knew I was ready! So why did you hide me away?"

"I will not lose another sister to those infernal Fates!" Nico snapped back.

My eyes blazed. "Do not mistake me for another, Brother. I am Bella, I am not Bianca! I can take care of myself, thank you very much! I have refused to die in the past and I refuse to die now!"

Nico opened his mouth, no doubt for another enraged comment that would only add more spark this fiery argument, when I felt the air upon my skin dampen and a foreign feeling of worry brush the edges of my mind.

I whirled around, half happy to be interrupted and half annoyed at being interrupted while finally telling Nico how I felt about this new prison of mine. "Percy! Annabeth!" I shouted, "I know your there!" Nico grimaced at me, as we have always tried to keep our personal arguments to ourselves.

"Darn. I thought I had finally had you that time, Bella." Percy muttered as the two trampled into my newly made clearing. I blinked, huh, when did that happen?

"I don't remember this clearing being here before." Annabeth stated.

"It's the Forest of Death, Annabeth, anything can happen." Why do I get the feeling that that was some kind of quip against me? Grr, Percy, you will pay. I smirked at the two, freaking out Percy and causing Annabeth to sigh exasperatedly. "I don't think I'll ever get over the fact that there are now two Nico's" Percy whimpered.

"Two Nico's? I think you need your eyes checked Seaweed Brain, Baby Bell smiles more often than Nico."

"Fine, one Nico and a female clone."

"A clone? I'm a clone now? I'll freaking kill you, Seaweed Brain! I am one hundred percent original!"

"And yet you just copied Annabeth's nickname for the Water Boy."

"SHUT UP, NICO!"

"DAMNNIT, BONE HEAD, DON'T CALL ME SEAWEED BRAIN!"

"I'LL CALL YOU WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT, SEAWEED BRAIN!"

"BONE HEAD!"

"KELP FACE!"

"CORPSE BREATH!"

"H2DOPE!"

"ZOMBIE BRAINS!"

"FISH FOOD!"

"NECROPHILIAC!"

"SHARK BAIT!"

"MURDURDUR!"

"WHAT KIND OF INSULT IS THAT, GUPPY?!"

"WHAT KIND OF INSULT IS SHARK BAIT, CADAVER?!"

"A GOOD ONE, DOLPHIN BOY!"

"I'LL SHOW YOU DOLPHIN BOY, DEATH BREATH!"

"HA! YOU USED THE PHRASE 'BREATH' TWICE! I WIN!"

"WHEN DID THIS THING HAVE RULES? AS A MATTER OF FACT, WHEN THE HADES DID THIS BECOME A CONTEST?!"

"DON'T USE HIS NAME IN VAIN!"

"DAMNNIT BELLA!"

"…want some popcorn?"

"Ah, yes, thank you Nico."

"GO DIE IN A RAT INFESTED, DISEASE CARRYING, SNAKE RIDDEN, DEEP, DARK HOLE SURROUNDED BY WOLVES IN THE MIDDLE OF AN UNKNOWN FOREST IN PERU!"

"WELL, GO DIE IN A BARN! NICO'S ON MY SIDE, RIGHT NICO?!"

"WELL, ANNABETH'S ON MY SIDE, RIGHT ANNABETH?!"

"HEY, KEEP YOUR DIRTY LITTLE CORPSE LOVER FINGERS OFF MY GIRLFRIEND!"

"WELL, THEN KEEP YOU TENTACLES OFF MY BROTHER!"

"Don't I get a say in this matter?"

"SHUT UP, NICO!"

"SHUT UP, NICO!"

"So mean…"

Annabeth sighed and slowly closed her eyes, her arms stiff under my hands.

"SEAWEED BRAIN, SEAWEED BRAIN, SEAWEED BRAIN!" I chanted.

"NECROPHILIAC, NECROPHILIAC, NECROPHILIAC!" Percy roared back.

"OH, FOR THE LOVE OF RHEA, BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HECK UP!" Annabeth thundered. She sighed and opened her eyes to see Percy and I staring at her, eyes wide, and frozen with a look of absolute shock coloring our faces. Even Nico was visibly stunned. "Isabella, I don't care if the move is annoying, and scaring you. This needs to happen. Stop using my boyfriend as an impromptu stress ball. Percy, I don't care if this is the way that you show your cousinly love and you're trying to help. The shouting is starting to give me a headache, and I can't get headaches anymore." Annabeth snapped.

"Annabeth~!" I whined. "It's rude to poke into another person's mind." I informed the mind reader.

And tasteless, definitely tasteless.

"And it's rude to shout in someone's ear, Baby Bell." Annabeth stated blankly. I pouted. So mean.

"Man, Wise Girl, I don't think I will ever get used to that." Percy muttered.

"At least now I know what you're thinking, Seaweed Brain, so no more secret and half-truths from you."

"Secrets, secrets are no fun, unless you share with everyone!"

"Shut up, Isa."

"Besides, my new power has been plenty useful." Annabeth mentioned, completely ignoring my singing. And she was right. After the war, Athena decided to personally congratulate her favorite daughter in surviving the war. She gave her the power of knowledge, a power that was both a gift and a curse for Annabeth. She had been a weapon before, but now she had been elevated to a valued weapon, much like Percy and Nico. She now knew when someone was lying or if there was a traitor among them. However, she was also subjected to teenage hormones and the minds of monsters. The blood, gore, and plain out sex that she had been forced to watch and listen to had led to her breaking down in the middle of camp more than once. Thankfully, Percy was different. Not that he didn't think about any of those things, but the way Annabeth once explained it is that Percy is so powerful, that his power and thoughts wrap around her mind, muting out the sounds of everyone else unless she purposely focuses on them. He had saved her from insanity. No gift comes without a price. There is no such thing as a free lunch. Annabeth had known that, but she seemed to have forgotten that our parents are gods, not loving bundles of joy. They have had hundreds, if not thousands of children. If one is driven insane or dies, they will grieve, but there will soon be another to take their place. Humans can only have so many children, that is why they are so cherished, because they are new and they can change the future depending on what they do and how they are raised. The same cannot be said about demi-gods. Our parents are immortal, so we are not needed to change the future; we are needed only as tools. And tools, unlike future figures, are disposable.

Percy sighed as Annabeth flinched, obviously catching wind of my thought process. "Annabeth, you should know by now not to peep into Bella's mind, it's not the nicest place to be." My mind. The first time Annabeth had looked into my mind, she had ended up sobbing for ten whole minutes, confusing anyone who realized what had happened. What could be so depressing in the mind of our happiest camper? The girl who never stops smiling? They would ask. She had seen my devotion towards my father and the hatred I held for Zeus and Hera, how I know that we are tools, how I know that we are insignificant. She saw the truth that is buried inside of this fleshy container. I am sixteen years old, and I know the reason for having been conceived.

"Bella," Percy started, knocking me from my thoughts. "Moving camp might just be the right thing to do; besides, in Washington, you might meet new ghosts. I mean, just yesterday, weren't you complaining about how Andrew and Meg were telling you the story about how they got married for the eighth time?" True. "Besides, I heard that there are some legends about a reservation not too far from where we will be setting up Camp." Alright, you got me

interested.

"But, Percy, I like it here and I like talking to dead demi-gods. They provide me with all the black mail a girl could ever want!" Now, if only I can find out Percy's Achilles Heel, then I could rule the world, AHAHAHAHA!

"Don't bother Seaweed Brain; she's gone off into her 'Rule the World' universe again."

"Who has gone off into her 'Rule the World' universe again?" A sudden voice questioned.

"Holy Zeus's favorite pair of Hanes underwear!" I shouted.

"Bella, I don't even want to know, but," Thalia looked me up and down, completely ignoring the trio behind her. "You do have your tiara and necklace on you, right, you really shouldn't go in here without those." It still surprises me that Thalia, who I met for the first time nearly a year ago and then the second time at the beginning of the week when The Hunters came to help pack up and move camp, is more overprotective than Nico. Speaking of my big brother, he is currently glaring angrily at Thalia, most likely for taking his place at being the overprotective older sibling.

"It's not a tiara," I mutter, pouting. My 'tiara' has the unique ability to turn into either a diamond spiked whip or a diamond spiked club. Also, just last year, Father called in an old favor and made Artemis give me one of her necklaces, one that can turn into a bow and a quiver of arrows. It's almost as if he doesn't want me to fight up close and personal. Also, once Nico found me, he asked Dad to ask Hephaestus to make me a knife. A stygian knife, to be exact, that, currently, is in a holster that is attached to one of my belt loops on my black jeans

"Well, it's not a metal headband either. Now get over your petty issues and finish packing!" Thalia shouted. I contemplated sticking my tongue out at her, but I quickly reasoned that there was a high percent chance that she would electrocute it, and according to Percy, that hurts like a slap to the face from the Minotaur.

"I finished already."

Nico snickered. "Just because she doesn't want to go doesn't meant that she will allow herself to procrastinate, Thunder Bug."

"Just being sure, Bone Brain. Better safe than sorry. Now, what about the rest of you idiots? You three finished packing?"

"Yes, Thalia."

"Yes, Pinecone Face."

"Yes, Mother."

"Shut up Nico," Thalia stated absentmindedly as she turned back to face me. "Alright, well the rest of camp is ready to go as well. Hop onto a bus and hope for the best."

Nico, Percy, and Annabeth muttered in the back ground as I responded. "No need, Mrs. O'Leary and Rose will be taking us."

"I will never understand why you named a hell hound Rose." Nico muttered, obviously upset that I didn't go with his idea of naming Rose, Killer or Tarnish or even that horrid name of

I-AM-THUNDER-HEAR-ME-ROAR, Thunder for short. Where the Hades that boy came up with those ideas, I will never know.

"I still think Hel would have been a better idea." Annabeth claimed, hearing where my thoughts were flowing.

"Anyways! Good luck. See you soon. Hasta la vista and all that jazz!" Thalia shouted, exiting the clearing.

"Now," I turned to the other three, who were now arguing over whose, rejected, name idea for Rose had been the best. "Rosabella is Rosabella, any other name is unimportant. Now, are you three Stooges done?" Nico stuck his tongue out at me. You're setting such a good example, brother. "Then let's go!" I snapped, calling Rose.

"Have fun you two!" I shouted as Percy and Annabeth left on Mrs. O'Leary and Nico left using Shadow Travel. "High ho, high ho, it's off to Washington we go…" I sang under my breath.

Look out Washing-freaking-ton, Isabella Marie-Anna is coming. Welcome to your new hell.