Let's see how long I can keep up with this monthly update bullshit. (I've been in a surprising writing mood all month, so this is as shocking to you guys as it is to me. I mean, I've even started two new stories, what am I doing to myself.)

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KainVixenheim – Muahahahaha, I really can't wait. Their first real face to face interaction isn't for another three or four chapters, but I'm antsy to finally write ittttt

MissChloeSalvatore – How Kaya can do that will become rather obvious soon, but it's because each 'Other' has a certain personality tick that gives them away. Yeah, the main pairing will be EdwardxBella, but there will be hints of others and…well, I really like my vague idea for the ending and let's leave it at that.

Jupitersthunder – I'm glad~ Trust me, I'm pretty sure my sanity is leaving me just from writing this story. Oh, they meet briefly this chapter. Sadly, we're still kinda in the introduction arc of the story, so I'm trying to get people used to the 'Others' more than already known characters. Due to this, she wont have big conversations with the Cullens for another three or four chapters. Yeah, I figured people would have issues with all of the names, so I have something for you and everyone else!

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In case you didn't notice, this chapter is a lot shorter. However, it is no less important. Thanks to all of the reviewers, you have given me ideas for the next couple of chapters! Now, jupitershunder brought up the names issue, which even I have a problem with, so here's a list of the names used. (Of course, not including random nicknames that Bella might throw at people.) You do briefly meet all of the Others this chapter, so that's a small comfort.

Isabella – The Creator – Inizia, Prima, Batshit Insane, Creator

Vera – The Main Personality/Narrator – Bella, Baby Bell, Isa, Sable, Izellbah, My Lady, Princess, Sissy, Other

Copia – A Temporary Other – Used for brief interactions or messages. Think of her as a verbal letter. - Other

Bambinesca – Factor of Curiosity and Intelligence – Bambi, Other

Cruella – Factor of Cruelty and Anger - Other

Grezza – Factor of Crude and Rude - Other

Vuota – Factor of Fear and Courage and Emptiness – Other, Pain in the Ass, Void

Prefeza – Factor of Propriety and Superiority– Snob

Mite – Factor of Shyness and Uncertainty

Ovvia – Factor of Commonality/Normality

Nameless Other

That's all of them. Hopefully, that helped some of you. If not, I'm sorry!

I own the Voices, and that's basically it. Too bad, so sad (for me).

There were still some students roaming around when we reached the parking lot. Hidden by the shadows of the trees, Khalida said her good byes.

Inizia and I were the only ones mildly sad to see her go. Inizia even started to murmur a Sound of Music song. Zlyphia sniffed disdainfully once Khalida was out of sight. I smirked.

"Do you have a problem with Khalida?" Isabella's possessiveness and my protectiveness shot into place.

"Ah, no, My Lady." Zlyphia muttered, abashed.

"There are Isabella's dear Vampires." Kaya muttered. I glanced over. Standing next to the pretty cars that I noticed this morning was Alice and her groupies. A sick smile wormed its way onto my face. "I do so hope that Isabella is not going to blow our cover. Nico will be very disappointed in her if she did." Kaya snipped. Isabella's influence sulked in the background.

"You're hurting her feelings." I informed her in a whisper.

"And the chances are, that she was planning on seeing just how invincible that Alice girl really is. I know she's been interested ever since Nico mentioned their kind during that Modern Myth lecture." I didn't comment. Even Nico could tell my sudden interest, and having guessed why, but not who, he informed me that Vampires, Solar or Lunar, are rather elusive.

I noticed the second we entered their hearing range. Normally, they would have heard us from about a mile further back, and by their startled expressions, they noticed that fact too. However, having a daughter of Hades, Master of the Dead (not Death, there is a difference) on your side makes it so that you can…twist some little things concerning the dead or dying. Just another little perk of being a Daughter of the Underworld.

"There you are, Baby Bell. You had us worried. Are you alright?" Annabeth asked, running from the side of the bus, Percy and Thalia trailing after her.

"I am fine. I lost my temper for a moment there." I carefully articulated. Inizia buzzed in the back of my mind, eager to see Alice again. I sighed. That is just like her. Influence someone once, and you think your friends for life.

Best Friends Forever

"We should go." Annabeth stated firmly. I saw the Vampires approaching us from the side.

"Yes, we should." Kaya answered, striding towards the bus.

"Wait one damn minute."

We paused. I turned. Inizia giggled. A blonde Vampire stood boldly in front of us, her hands on her hips and the rest of them fidgeting behind her. I felt Inizia edge a little closer before she was flung back with a snap. I barely stopped myself from visibly flinching as she snarled in the corners of our combined mind. She wants so desperately to interact, so different from when she first created me. So why can she not? She is not the physically weak five year-old that created me and she had not been this mentally weak, even then. So what is holding her back?

Hit them!

Excuse yourself!

Cut off their toes and shove them down their throats

DISTRACTION!

"In the name of Teutates, what do you want?"

The blonde blinked. Yeah, think about whom Teutates is, you'll ever find out. Inizia giggled, recovering from her previous attempt at contact with the Real World.

After a moment, 2.65 seconds to be exact, the blonde shook her head and continued, "Who the hell are you?" She hissed. Alice cowered from behind the buff one as her Vampire sibling faced me.

Annabeth sighed. "Isabella." She started. Ah, she does know. It seems that Inizia is in trouble. "What, exactly, did you do?"

Inizia's influence doubled. A parody of a smile bloomed on my face. In that disturbing purr of a voice, half way between Inizia's giggle and my mild chime, spoke out. "I have done nothing." Kaya twitched and Percy flinched. Even without knowing the reason for the change in voice, Percy could tell that it was unnatural, even by demi-god standards.

"Bull shit." The blonde snapped.

Black eyes snapped to her. "That is not how a Lady speaks." A mild shift of one of my Sisters told me that this was a factor of her. There was a pause, before our smile, Isabella's smile, grew. "I think I'll call you...Sudicia. Dirty, foul, grimly." We supplied, another Sister shuffling as we burrowed in her Factor for a moment.

The blonde, Sudicia, sputtered.

"Are you…making names out of Italian words?" One of the Solar Vampires asked. Inizia's influence twitched. She decided not to answer.

Rude

Crude

Impolite

Blasphemous…

Meanie!

"Yes, that is what Bambi does, after all." Kaya supplied, bored out of her mind, not really thinking.

"Bambi? I thought your name was Isabella?" A copper haired one asked. Inizia shuffled in the background, but pulled some of her influence. I blinked, back in control, but felt Inizia's influence waiting for the right moment to rush back in again. Yet, she had me be in complete control, instead of staying as a lingering feature… I decided to ignore Inizia's decisions for now, and focus on the present.

"Oh, and what is your name?"

"Edward. Edward Cullen. These are my sisters Rosalie and Alice, and my brothers Jasper and Emmett." I narrowed my eyes. I noticed Annabeth do the same. The story we got is different from his. So, either he forgot the cover story (unlikely), finds us trust worthy (very unlikely), or he meant it in the human sense, that since they life together, and even though some of them are together, they are still siblings in each other's minds (very likely).

"Well, Wardie-"

"It's Edward!"

"We are running rather late, can we reschedule? We're free, hm, never? Does that work with your schedule?" Annabeth covered her smile. I might not have told them what they are yet, and that's totally Inizia's fault, but they know that there is something unnatural about the Cullens. Something…inhuman. Though, that is rather hypocritical of me, now that I think about it.

Inizia cackled. I blinked. I switched out with a different Other, feeling my control completely diminish.

Annabeth was the first to notice. She stopped talking immediately. Kaya noticed next. It was strange. Usually, when I switch out, I blackout, which is the only reason I knew that there were more of us. But now, I can see, as if I am Isabella. Why not just share with this Other, why push me out completely? Inizia, what are you planning?

"Hey…" Everyone else went quiet. "Did you know…that there are many meanings to the name Edward? So, so many. There's guardian, strong as a bear, wealthy protector, and my personal favorite, happy guard. You look very happy." The Other giggled.

Who…?

Bambinesca. Childish. Babyish.

She is our innocence and our curiosity. Our knowledge.

Our…?

With a snap, I was back in control, and the newly discovered Bambinesca was curled up with Inizia.

We are one.

However, the damage had already been done. Annabeth grabbed me and shoved me to Percy, who passed me to Kaya. "Kaya?" She threw me onto the bus. "Ow…" I was sleepy. I had been sleeping more often lately, now that I think about it. Ever since Inizia started acting up…

I know you
I walked with you once upon a dream.
I know you
The gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
Yes, I know it's true
that visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you, I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
the way you did once upon a dream

No, I…I won't sleep. Something is happening. Something is going on. I refuse to sleep.

I closed my eyes.

Isabella's eyes snapped open, within her mind.

"Bambinesca, you're Big Sister is quite attached to my life." She stated.

A smaller version of the brown haired, brown eyed beauty popped out of the blackness that was the corners of their combined mind. "Sissy is different. She knows that you can delete her. Her name means truth and faith, though. She trusts you, but she is the Original Other, just like you are the Original Isabella. We are just pieces of you."

"Do you miss your Little Sister?" Isabella asked, watching Vera fight against the sleep their body so desperately needs.

"Copia meant copy, she was only meant to stay for a little while, far less time than you gave her." Bambinesca replied delicately, avoiding the actual question.

"You are a cruel mistress, Prima." A cold voice spoke. A black shape slipped out of the shadows surrounding the two girls, forming into another version of the Original. This one had darker brown eyes, shaggier hair, and a hiss of a voice.

"Cruella. It has been far too long."

"Hee. Thanks for the call, have I missed out on any good torture scenes?"

"It has been peaceful, but there are Vampires now."

"Heh. This will be fun. Let's break off their toes and feed them to them."

"It will, won't it." Isabella responded, ignoring Cruella's usual reply.

"Prima, it is given the imprint of you have hollered myself." Isabella blinked slowly from her seat in the white area that she chose as her Control Corner.

"Vuota, it has been ages."

"Days of the thirty-seven, exactly certain." The monotone version stated blankly.

"Vuota. Void. Empty. Hollow. Shallow. Bare." Bambinesca piped in.

Isabella smiled. The gang was slowly, but surely, coming together for the first time since that day that they first meet Nico. Even then, Vera was not there, though. Vera… Isabella paused. Vera had never been invited to one of their gatherings, even if it was just two or three instead of all of the Others. Vera is the one that lived Isabella's life the most. That is why Isabella ordered Copia to tell Vera that she won't be deleted. She is too precious, too important to be rid of.

She is Isabella's 'true' self, after all.

"It seems like the gang's all here." Grezza sneered as she approached with Perfeza, the only Other Isabella didn't name. In the end, the Other named herself, which caused a large amount of discord among the other Others who were not happy with the names that they were given. That is, until Isabella used what little power she had at the time to force them into submission. Vera had a headache for three days after that incident. Thankfully it was while they were still at their Mother's, before Nico found them, so no one noticed.

"Vera is still not here." Bambinesca commented quietly.

"The wench is never here." Grezza snarled. Bambinesca squeaked and fled to hide behind Isabella. Isabella didn't even twitch.

"If Vera mounted perceptible in the direction of us, then near will be not solitary creature to observe above our frame. It spirit be close down. And Our Prima backbone succumbs." Vuota stated blandly.

"And so would we." A new voice sounded out.

"I was wondering when you would get here, Ovvia, Mite."

"Ovvia. Common. Mi-te." Bambinesca paused to sound out the name of the youngest Other. "Mild, gentle, meek."

"On a more important note, if Vera were to be invited to join one of our gatherings, she would surely collapse. She has barely any knowledge of us. Besides, she knows little to nothing; she is not like the rest of us." Perfeza commented.

Isabella focused immediately. "The rest of us? I do so hope that you're not throwing me in with you, Perfeza?" Vuota blinked silently, feeling her Prima pull on her Factor, listening as her voice went void, causing her to feel numb.

"No one is saying that, Prima!" Cruella cackled. "None dare to, Prima."

With dull eyes and a humorless smile, Isabella thought over her words. "Prima..." she suddenly spoke, her voice carefully blank. "Why do you call me Prima?"

The fragments of Isabella blinked as one. "Because you are the first." Bambinesca stated, smiling up at the young lady who was her mother in all forms of the word. Though, she knew that, chances are, she was just a doll to her Prima.

"Vera..." Isabella started. The Others stiffened. "Vera calls me Inizia..." Everyone looked at each other, trying to find an answer for their volatile Prima.

"Vera is different." Cruella spoke slowly.

"She is more you than we are." Bambinesca stated.

"We stand contemporaneous on behalf of being. She be present existing in lieu of your figure. You position as the Puppet Master, she rests by way of the Puppet, and we be situated the forever figurines. Equally simple as those." Vuota added slowly.

"Simple as those?" Isabella smiled slowly, a manic gleam visible in her eyes. "Nothing is ever as simple as that. Now, my precious children, we watch Vera struggle through the life I threw away. Will she fall? Will she rise? Or will I be forced to take her place?" Isabella started to chuckle. Gradually it escalated into a full out cackle, that Cruella was more than happy to join in. Soon, many of the gathered Others joined their Creator, their Prima, in her senseless laughing, watching as the first Other, their eldest sister, lived a life that their Prima will never give them. And, still hiding in the darkness of their shared mind, another Other growled.

Even now, even when safely hidden within her mind, Isabella lies.

The Other bound by chains remembers the times before, when it was just the three of them, before she was locked away. Before Vera was thrown into control. Before Isabella hid herself from fate.

She remembers. And she will make sure everyone else knows the truth behind the lies.

Soon.

"Hey, Baby Bell, you okay? You've been clawing at your head for nearly the whole ride." I glared at Annabeth, wishing desperately that I could peel the skin off her bones slowly with a butter knife. Honestly, does it LOOK like I'm okay?

"I. Have. A. Headache." Dammit, Inizia, can't you hold your parties when no one is around?

Percy blinked. "I've never seen you have a headache before." He turned to Annabeth. "I thought demigods are immune to mortal health woes?"

"Amazing, you know the meaning of the words woes?" I snarked. Percy and Annabeth ignored me. Kaya, who was sitting next to me as apology after so rudely throwing me onto the bus, grabbed my head and placed it on her lap. Slowly, mildly soothingly, she ran her fingers through my hair.

"I think that she's planning something." Kaya commented. The noise on the bus suddenly vanished, as the rest of the campers listened like the good little soldiers that they are.

"Isabella." Annabeth stated.

"Ah, Annabeth, you know that Sable doesn't like being called that." Percy stated sternly. With a blink, I realized that the bus had stopped.

"Seaweed Brain." Annabeth sighed. "Do all of you mean to tell me that none of you have noticed?" Annabeth asked, exasperated. No one dared to say a word. "Isabella is merely a fragment." I winced. What a bad way of putting it, Annabeth. The whole bus was shouting within seconds.

Percy, forever trusting his girlfriend, called for silence.

"Isabella was born to Hades and Renee Swan nee Higginbotham, in Arizona. " She paused. This must be information that Inizia granted her, the last time she was locked inside my head. "Isabella lived a hard life." A demigod or two snorted, but were silenced when Percy turned his frosty glare on them. "In desperation of abandoning the real world, Isabella created an alternate persona. This persona was given the name Vera, and took control of Isabella's body, allowing Isabella herself to fade into the darkness of her own mind. Occasionally, Isabella would slip through and take temporary control of her body again. However, while inside her mind, she became bored, so she created more personas, that she started to call Others. Isabella is the original. The Baby Bell we know is mainly Vera, with an interruption of the other Others and the occasional interference of Isabella Herself."

The bus was silent. I took a deep breath.

"Does Nico know of this?" Lissa questioned.

Annabeth smiled bitterly. "No, he does not know. And if he does, he has not fully acknowledged it."

"This makes Isabella three times more delicate than we had originally thought." Thalia remarked. "She is more unpredictable. Annabeth, how long have you known this?"

Annabeth hesitated. I laughed silently. You're alright with revealing facts that I have hidden for years to protect Inizia, but the second Inizia herself is liable to be considered a threat, you hesitate. How...cute. "Since Isabella found me inside her domain and taught me manners." She worded carefully. Taught her manners? More like tortured her into submission. I doubt any of the War Veterans are going to miss that little crumb of information. And they will fall on it like a pack of hounds, I promise you that.

"Taught you manners?" Percy's voice was a dangerous growl. I could already hear the waves roaring and the screams of drowning sailors. Inizia purred, entranced by the amount of pure power Percy contains.

He can kill us

It was a collective thought, echoing throughout my mind. Our mind. Her mind.

Do we want to die?

No, no, no, Prima.

Prima!

The reminder that we live for our Prima, my Inizia, stopped the sudden curious desire to test the waters that Percy controlled.

"Each persona is a different aspect of Isabella, and she is all of them. The only one that can be considered original is Vera, as she is not an emotion or characteristic given form. Isabella is cruel though, and cold. She is where Vera's hatred for mortals originates from." Percy's growl grew louder. Isabella's influence hummed under my skin. I pushed back against her. Do you want to die?! I shouted at her. It is my single duty to protect you, you cannot die! Try as I might, she gained enough control to influence this body.

A giggle slipped through.

Annabeth froze. "Isa...bella?" Annabeth muttered, eyebrows furrowing. She glanced at me.

"Nope!" I shifted out of focus. A different Other filled in the place where I had been as Inizia backed off. "Prima calls me Bambinesca. You're Annabeth, right?" the aforementioned girl nodded slowly. Kaya continued to brush her hand through our hair, through Baminesca was now sitting up straight, as Percy's hand slipped into his pants back pocket. Our eyes became distant. "Annabeth. A Hebrew name meaning He, God, has favored me. Annabeth. An English name meaning favor or grace. Annabeth. Meaning gracious. Nicknames for Annabeth; Annie, Anna, Ann, Beth, Nabeth, Nabe." She blinked, our eyes focusing back in on Annabeth. "Nice to meet you!" A toothy grin was thrown in. "Prima so rarely lets me out completely, so this is a treat. What's your middle name? Do you like dogs or cats more? We're more of a cat person, though we all love Rosabella. Hey, do you know the origin of the phrase, Cat Got Your Tongue? It's a very funny story actually, involving torture devices. Prima really likes torture devices, but sometimes she tells me that she prefers to deal with people skin to skin. Cruella is the one that likes torture devices the most. Apparently, other than Vera, Cruella is the one most like Prima, which is why she gave her the honor of holding part of her name. I think that that was just Cruella bragging. She does that a lot. Now that I think about it, I wonder how many of our conversations cause headaches for Vera? Is it only when we have a mass gathering, or when we are shouting, or when Prima gets angry, oh the questions." She paused to take a breath. Thankfully, Annabeth butted in.

"So, you're one of these Others that I was just explaining about."

"Yeah, about that. I am, but Prima AND Vera are pissed that you are revealing information that Vera spent a fairly large amount of energy hiding from you."

"Why would she want to hide that information from us? We're family!" Percy remarked.

"Ah...I don't think that I'm the best Other to explain that..." Bambinesca hesitated. This was odd. It was like watching a movie, as if I am an outsider, looking in. Is this how Inizia sees when I am in play? Usually I blackout when I am not in control of her body. Is this her doing? Does she want me to watch this? I felt a vague shift somewhere in the back of my mind. "Though Prima does think that I will suffice." The voice changed. I blinked. Another Other already?

"Who are you exactly?" Annabeth growled. I muffled a laugh that would not have been heard anyway. Annabeth has no real idea what she is messing with, sure, she meet Inizia, which is more than I can say myself, but Inizia is broken, having separated herself to create us, she is incomplete. But, now that I think about it, how long have we been here for? I mean the bus isn't moving, so that means that we're not at the Camp yet. I bet half of the other campers have finished all their homework for tomorrow already. She really should have saved this Meet-and-Greet thing for tomorrow, or at least until we actually got to Camp. That way everyone would know my most guarded secret, except Nico, and the people that didn't want to find out could go to their cabins to sleep.

"My name isn't what is important, Estranea." The new Other spat.

Percy's eye twitched. "I think that Bella is messing with us, sending an uncooperative person." He muttered. His girlfriend glanced at him in surprise.

"You understand what is going on?" She was confused. Usually it took a fight for Percy to understand things completely.

"I understand Bella is really multiple people. I'm thinking of it as a dynasty. Bella is the queen, who is followed religiously, if not obsessively, and the others are her generals or subordinates who have different names but still represent her. And the Bella we know is the princess."

Annabeth barely restrained herself from facepalming, but seemed to think that Percy's evaluation of my Inizia was relatively correct.

"Did she name all of you as well?" Lissa asked neutrally.

"She did, Daughter of Hestia, she gave me the name of Grezza. Factor of being crude and rude."

"That explains everything." Malcolm suddenly exclaimed.

"You want a fight, punk?" The being of crudeness snarled.

"Ah, only if you fight me yourself, Grezza, fragment of Isabella. Because, personally, I don't want to get in an argument with you, and then have to fight the Other that is more attuned to battle. It would be rude to drag another into such a fight."

"Did…did you just call us cowards?" I snarled out loud at Grezza's shocked question. We are not cowards.

"And if I did?" Annabeth's half-brother poked the sleeping dragon.

"I think that we should all calm down so that we can talk this out." Annabeth commented, a hint of nervousness in her eyes. I smiled cruelly. I might like Annabeth, and she might be one of my friends, but it is within the natural of all of Isabella's creations to enjoy the pain and fear of others. It empowers us. Though, we would never stoop low enough to bully others into fearing us. That's cheap fear. Fear created by mental, emotional, and physical harm, through knowing exactly what we are capable of, that is what we like. I blinked, confused. How did I know that every creation of my Inizia has that desire to be feared? Isabella giggled, but did not respond.

"Keh, I know all about you, Little Annabeth. You're the one who Prima played with, all those months ago. You had fire that she liked, so, she let you remain alive. From what Prima herself told me, the only ones of you worth anything to her are you, your powerful boyfriend, the Daughter of Zeus, the eldest Daughter of Hestia, the Daughter of Artemis, those mutants and our brother. And it seems, that our brother is not here." Grezza looked around, and then glanced at Annabeth and Percy out of the corner of her eye. "You know…Nico is the main reason that we have not gone on a rampage."

Annabeth's eyes widened. "I think that we should continue this conversation in private!" She shouted, panicking. "Argus, drive!" Percy looked worriedly at the blonde Daughter of Athena as the many eyed man started the bus.

Grezza ignored Annabeth. "We believed ourselves to be a weak human this whole time, one that will wither and die once unleashed into the real world. And then," She continued, her voice almost taking on a reverent tone. "Khalida brought Nico and Father to us. It was discovered that Prima had power. She could help herself, she was not the weak lamb that was waiting for slaughter that she had thought she was. She cried inside her own mind as Vera started her new life for her. She was happy, for the first time. And, she wanted revenge. She hated her mother, she hated her stepfather, and she hated her 'childhood friends.' She wanted them dead and gone. But Nico said no. He told our Prima that grudges lead to nothing but more anger and more hate. We hated him, but we could not help but love him as well. He saved us, he saved Her, after all."

The bus was quiet other than the squeaking of the wheels and the groaning of the machinery.

"Keh. I sound like Bambinesca. That brat worships the ground Prima farts on." Grezza muttered. "Ceh, anyway, I have to go. You have your answers, and we need rest. Deal with everything else yourself." Isabella's body shut down. For some reason, I stayed in my current spectral form.

"Well, that was…informative..." Clarisse volunteered. The bus erupted into an uproar.

"Informative, we found out that she's insane!"

"A case of Dissociative Identity Disorder!"

"No, it's Multiple Personality Disorder!"

"She's crazy!"

"D.I.D.!"

"Is that any different from before?"

"M.P.D.!"

"I always knew she was crazy!"

"D.I.D.!"

"There was always something off about her!"

"M.P.D.!"

"I knew it!"

"D.I.D.!"

"I said that she was messed up in the head, didn't I? Didn't I?"

"M.P.D.!"

"When did you say that?!"

"D.I.D.!"

"Yesterday!"

"I wonder how many of these 'Others' there are?"

"M.P.D.!"

"You were saying how hot she was and how much you want her to play with your monkey yesterday!"

"D.I.D.!"

"LIESSS!"

"M.P.D.!"

"I wonder if any other demigod has this problem?"

"INSANITY!"

"D.I.D.!"

"I wonder if one of her Others is a guy?"

"M.P.D.!"

"Ewwwww!"

"SHUT UP, DREW!"

"D.I.D.!"

"DAMMIT YOU TWO, THEY'RE THE SAME THING!"

Annabeth sighed at the chaos around them. "This is why I kept quiet all these...months." She ended blandly.

Percy blinked. "It's hard to remember, but Bella has only been with us for a couple of months, hasn't she?"

"A little over a year, Percy."

The bus stopped, startling the campers into silence. Someone groaned in exapseration, at least until everyone realized that we had finally arrived back at Camp. With a cheer, they all piled out of the bus, Kaya even taking the time to lug Inizia's still resting body off the bus, Annabeth, Percy, and Thalia following after her.

My spectral form followed them, completely unnoticed.

"Well, look who's finally back!" A voice remarked as we started down the hill that leads to the main sections of Camp. "And Sleeping Beauty is here too. How cute!" There was an extra group of six people and a dog with the usual welcome home group from yesterday.

"How's my favorite big sister?" Maximum Ride asked with a signature smirk.

Yeah, Maximum Ride is back. If there's anyone from the original story, here you go. I hope this cleared up some things for everyone. (For anyone wondering, the reason there wasn't a major reaction from Edward about the whole, Haha, you cant read my mind thing, is mainly cause Annabeth is there. She uses her 'separate conscience' as a way to safe guard her friends around her from mind readers. It's explained further next chapter, since there's another friendly mind reader among them now. Isabella's reaction to Edward is also accountable, not that Vera knows that yet.)

On that note, yes. Next chapter is longer than this one. Cause, apparently, 5k is too short.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!