Artemis-

I was fuming. Why did the first demi-titan have to be related to her? The one who had broken her vow and then made a deal with Hades. She had betrayed me. I had openly welcomed her into my group of hunters and she had gladly accepted. Then without me even knowing she used me to get in contact with Hades. She had never explained why she had left to go to the underworld while she was still alive. Next thing I knew that she had discovered how to break her vow as a hunter without me releasing her from her duties. I hadn't seen her since.

All of these troubled thoughts flashed through my head in less than a second. Without thinking I wondered what it would be like to slow down time. Imagine how many things you could think about in one long, long second.

"Hello sis."

Oh great, my rather annoying an obviously unpoetic brother was standing right behind. He had probably been following me trying to see how long it would take before I exploded with irritation.

"Hello Brother," I said with clenched teeth. "If you are here to tell me another obviously wrong theory about how you're the oldest then you should know that you are wrong."

"No I'm not here about that, although I am obviously older. I'm here to ask you if you want to hear some of my new Haikus."

I rolled my eyes, "Trust me little brother, I think I've heard enough to last me an eternity."

Apollo put his hand over his heart in mock surprise, "How could my younger sister by so uncaring about her older brother? Especially because of how handsome her older brother is." Said Apollo with the most charming grin that he could muster.

"Don't flatter yourself," I replied, "Your just angry that you are no longer allowed to come within a mile of my hunters. Plus you can't bring yourself to admit that I am older than you."

There was a long pause, then a sigh. I laughed when I saw that Apollo was beginning to slouch away in mock defeat. But before he completely left my sight, he turned, "I'm not defeated yet younger sister." And like usually he enunciated the word younger.

I ignored him. It was easier that way.

Kira-

Camp was really cool. The cabins were amazing. There were cabins for the twelve Olympians and cabins for the minor gods. The camp was literally over flowing with demi-gods and for some reason they were happy to see me. At least it was better than getting chased by a group of insane hunters welding spears as they tried to kill you. Though on reflection almost anything beat that. It was bright and sunny which was unusual because outside of the border it had been raining and was probably about to start thundering. Everyone was busy doing something whether it was creating a sculpture, building something out of metal, archery practice, or some kind of hero training. Camp Half-blood was big, happy, and I knew that I didn't belong in it.

Chiron had given me a tour of the camp. Thalia had left as soon as she had introduced me to him so that Artemis wouldn't get more displeased than she already was. I got the uneasy feeling that Chiron disliked me. Why did everyone connected to this weird Greek seem to be against me? It was almost like the very fact that I was alive was a sin.

I looked at the Hermes cabin where I would apparently be staying until I was claimed. I didn't want to be claimed though because my Greek parent was probably the reason that everyone hated me. I walked into the Hermes cabin, the only thing I could think about was the relief that I didn't trip on the threshold. I had a feeling that quite a few new campers had done that before. The cabin was the messiest cabin I'd seen so far. Clothes and belongings littered the floor, at least I think it was the floor although I couldn't see a square inch of it. Two twins walked up to me.

"Hi we're Connor and Travis Stoll, sons of Hermes. You're bunk is being set up in that corner over there. Don't worry, you'll probably be out here soon enough once you're claimed. Talking about being claimed, do you have any idea who your parent might be?

"I don't know. My mother is the only person I could call a parent, my father never showed up."

"Well ever since the battle against the titans the gods have promised to claim their children by the age of thirteen. Why you haven't been claimed yet I don't know, but I'm pretty sure it will be tonight."

I nodded solemnly. I was pretty sure what my dad was god of, but I had no idea why he would want to claim me. Camp Half-blood scared me. Everything about it looked threatening in my eyes. The cabins were large and scary and the campers with all there fighting skills and brains seemed like my jailers. And then there was the whole problem of the fact the Artemis seemed to want to spill my guts. I didn't belong here, but I was too afraid to ask about my fears because an ancient taboo seemed to be stopping my mouth from asking the words.

"All right then," Said the twins together, "Dinner is at the pavilion in half and hour. That should give you enough time to get to know some of the places at camp a little better. You have already been given the tour so we're pretty sure that you can go around camp on your own."

After a while everyone seemed to lose interest so I wandered off.

Tartarus-

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooo!" The terrible voice screamed with such pain all the spirits that heard it were torn in two as if only their pain from life that was left in their souls. "How can she be at camp half-blood? Why? Wwwwwhhhhhhyyyy? What happened that she ended up where her enemy is strongest?"

"Because my lord, that treacherous, young titan who hasn't even been named has turned her over to the Olympians. We need to act fast my lord or her role will soon dissipate, even the fates can't ignore that fact."

"But you got them to agree with us?"

"The fates don't serve any master, all they do is choose the least bloodiest path through the power of the oracle. However they did not realize that we would be part of this next chapter of history, especially after the titan."

"So I am dead? I was defeated?"

"Yes my lord, you fought bravely till the end."

"It is a strange thing being alive after the time that you die. Fortunately the gods were stupid to assume that I wouldn't be around after both my physical and spiritual form were destroyed. I am more powerful than they can even understand." As those last words were spoken the voice turned into a war.

"My lord, but your plan will work, the fates will do their job. Do not get angry, the seeds of justice have been sown. Soon the gods will understand, and then you in turn might have your revenge."

A loud cackling rocked through the deep abyss. It was the sound soldiers make when they have been struck a fatal blow. And it echoed around and around, endless, and unstoppable. And in the midst of the terrible echo a hollow was brought fourth from the mouth of who ever spoke with that horrible voice.

"But why did I have to give up my child?"