Hey guys, I am sorry that I updated this chapter AGAIN. Your all probably tired of all the updates but my Beta-reader though that it would be a good idea to introduce all of the triplets and that I had to agree with her, so I hope you all enjoy this chpater, don't forget to review :) all kind of reviews are welcome. I also do not own PJO or THO (wish I did though)

Chapter 4:

Jeremy's POV

March 20th(Sunday) morning (Central Time Zone)

Running through the woods, I could feel my lungs screaming with the urgency to breathe. Looking back, I saw the distant lights following me a long ways away.

Why does this always happen to me, I've never done anything to them,I thought quickly, trying to put all of my energy into running faster,but I guess that's what you get from being different and walking right into the star quarter-back of the football team. I apologized too, but they still think I'm just a waste of space and that I might have injured him. Please! I bet a brick wall couldn't put a dent in him...

In the distance, the pop of what sounded like an air soft gun fired. Ducking to the side and hiding behind a tree to catch a breather, I spotted a large ball fly past my head and hit a tree in front of me with a loud splat. Grimly looking at the spot through exhausted eyes, the tree that was hit with the ball, now sported a large red dripping mark from where the paintball hit. Staring from a few more seconds, my exhausted minded couldn't grasp what I was staring at, until the snap of a branch far off snapped me back.

HOLY CRAP, feeling a new burst of adrenaline invigorate my limbs, I surged forward from the new threat on stiff limbs that cooled from my momentary rest. Light up ahead pierced through the dark cacophony of trees and for that moment I thought that some of them circled around and cut me off butsoon it was short lived as I noticed that the light wasn't steady but had a wavy silvery sheen to it, something like that of a mirror reflecting moonlight...or a river!

New hope blossoming deep within, I forced my legs to work faster, pump harder, anything to get away from these barbarians. Flinging around trees that seemed to get in my way and try to hinder my escape but my urgency to get away won out. For breaking through the last of the trees to come to a small ledge that fell start into the twisting rapids of water below.

"Well, it's better than being mauled by the whole football team and resemble door mat," I whispered to myself. Taking a deep breath, I jumped into the river letting the rapids whisk me away rapidly, like all rapids are suppose to do. Feeling the sudden sense of safety within the waters, I felt the waters tug at my shirt and twist me in circles.

Waiting for the few seconds to pass felt like forever without being able to breath, until after counting to seven Mississippi's, while also trying to hold in a chuckle from the clicheness of being in THAT river, I resurfaced to what must have been at least fifty yards. Turning around in the water to glance back at my drop off, to witness a multitude of lights gathered at the edge of the river, sweeping their blinding light across the broken surface of water.

Sighing, a huge grin spread across my face at finally realizing that I got away. But soon that to was short lived, since one of those lights must have had an extra brain cell, shone right in my face. Frozen in terror, I could only watch as the whole of them switch their attention from the water to me! Though thankfully, the river was still faster than their sport trained legs.

Turning away wanting to put more distance in mind, I swam along the current for the extra boost of speed. Swimming evenly and swiftly as my dad had taught me, I was surprised to feel a large solid object hit me in the back of the head, with a discomforting crack noise coming from the impact.

Sinking beneath the waters, I couldn't feel the tears of sorrow wash out of my eyes because of water pressing down on me, as my lungs also began constrict with the loss of oxygen. But this all seemed to happen so far away, I just felt tired from the constant moves to different schools and trying to make new friends and of course the last leg of my journey through the woods. As I closed my eyes and watched the last bubbles escape my mouth, a shadow with long flowing hair obscured my view of the river bed.

Krystal's POV

March 21st(Monday), 2011 6:15 a.m. (Mountain Time Zone)

Sleeping outside at our campsite next to the camp fire was not a good choice, I struggled against my sleeping bag for a more comfortable position, with images of monsters raging through my mind, that you could only see in legends. Tossing away from the flames and huffing against the crock of my elbow, the shadows from the flames playing across the branches didn't help me to relax, as they slightly resembled grasping hands reaching for me.

Finally just turning around from the creepy grabbing branches, the heat from the camp fire washed across my face banishing a bit of the chills, that I didn't notice, from my body. Allowing to slowly but still uncomfortably restless fall into a dream filled sleep.

Not even had my eyes closed and the dream burst into life, running through hollow corridors while each fall of my hurrying feet resounded every where. On either side of the corridor though, countless doors stood open revealing gruesome contents of ragged warriors lying in beds with some drinking a strange drink from Red Solo cups and in other, giant silver Timber wolves gnawing on bed posts like they were chew toys. And stranger still, some of the warriors appeared to range from all ages, from seven to nineteen.

Though I kept on running from the flowing blood, until suddenly out of nowhere the whole scene changed like I ran to the other side of a coin. With the complete change, it still featured fighting but only two people fought at the base of thrones so large I thought that they were carved from Devils Tower landmark. Far from the two battling berserkers, one strange guy with shaggy legs played some kind of weird instrument and another laid unconscious at the bottom of a great grey throne. Lying in the middle of all the weirdness, a steady fire place glowed fainter and fainter.

In my heart came a deep aching for this dying flame and wanting to plead with someone to save it. Reaching out with my hand to the fire, I yearned to tend to it and give back its warmth. Calling to the flames from deep within my heart, where the ache also played, I felt a sudden warmth burning my right-side. Lurching upright, my breathe came out in short bursts of panic and surprise, searching for the sudden warmth. Until my eyes rested on what became of our camp fire, mouth haning open, seeing flames that were suddenly burning four feet into the air.

Freaking out from the sudden flames,my heart hammered in chest making me crawl out of the safety of my sleeping bag. From behind though, the low growl of some dog came from behind me. Whipping around, I saw that hidden in the darkness of the trees were two glowing red eyes. Heart pounding a million miles a minute, I watched as the most largest, grotesque-looking dog that I have ever seen come out of the shadows of the trees and into the fire light.

With a deathly growl, the dog bounded towards me. Screaming my throat raw and flinging my arms to shelter what I could, I awaited the flash of pain that was sure to come. Though sitting there for some long agonizing seconds waiting for the tearing of teeth and ripping of my flawless skin but still it did not come. Peeking through my arms to look for the hideous dog but stunned to actually see a roaring wall of...flames! Swirling around me, casting away foreboding shadows and on listening closer, I could hear small yelps of pain on the other side.

Cold sweats breaking out all over my body as the fire raged around, lasting for what felt like forever when it probably only lasted a minute or two. Creeping around me back to the fire pit, the fire smoldered calmly once again leaving behind nothing but a small pile of golden dust sifting away from me as the breeze carried each tiny grand away into nothingness of the forest. Thoroughly stunned from the turn of events, my body shivered involuntarily constantly as I tried to comprehend what had transpired though my brain couldn't move faster than coal being squeezed into a diamond.

Through the fog in my mind I slowly felt an encroaching warmth spread throughout my body, banishing away the fear, that possessed me so strongly, like it was a spider web in a hurricane. Slowly from the fire pit the flame again moved on its own accord, instead of raging forth to consume some kind of new being. The flame enclosed around my body, granting immediate warmth and some how lots of love. Gradually my eyes began to close in weary sleep but not before I felt like someone was stroking my hair and caring humming coming from all around me.

Alicia POV

Same Day 6:15 a.m. (Central Time Zone)

As the sun started to peek through the blinds of my second story room and to fall exactly right on my eyes! Momentarily making me blink rapidly from the bright intensity that pierced through my eye lids, I casted away the remains of the dream about me falling through a hole in a marble floor with evil laughter resounding through the dream. Shuffling over to the edge of my bed and slowly push myself up into a sitting position.

Shaking my head to clear the remnants of sleep with a jaw cracking yawn escaping my mouth while stretching my arms far above my head. Hopping out of my warm fluffy bed, to shuffle over sleepily to my closet, reaching for whatever touched my hand first, thanking that my jeans and shirts were on two different sides of my walk-in. Along the way to my door, I slid open the top drawer of my dresser and reached in also for some underwear.

Closing the top drawer, I groggily wandered out of my room and headed from my bedroom into the large bathroom that resided on my side of the house. Locking the door I fumbled to turned on the hot water in the shower and turned to the floor-to- ceiling mirror, dominating nearly half the wall but broken off by the sink holding my barely existent cosmetics.

Staring back at me, as all reflections should, I back at the tall girl with long tangled mahogany hair and wood brown eyes that have a mysterious yellow ring surrounding the pupil and little orange flecks that dim and grow brighter depending on my mood. Turning away from my sleep ravaged composure, I began to prepare myself for the shower.

Turning the faucet down to let some cold water run in and to wait a few seconds for the water to readjust its temperature. Putting my hand in the water and feeling for the perfect temp I jumped into the shower and let the warm water run through my hair and wash the sleep from my body. Standing under the water for a few seconds, I finally grabbed the strawberry shampoo and started to lather my hair into the soap letting the scent flood all around me. Being thoroughly shampooed into oblivion and rinsed clean of soap, the same scented Conditioner went right into my hair to remain for the rest of the shower till I washed it out at the end.

20 minutes later

Fully refreshed from the shower, I stepped out and grabbed my cozy emerald towel to dry my hair, just enough so that it would air dry completely before school. Wrapping my other towel lying on the towel rack right next to the shower, that composed of a scattering of stars all over it, around my body and grabbed the brush to pull through my now soft tangled hair. As the tangles practically un-tangled themselves, a soft humming song popped into my head that played throughout my entire dream.

Humming along with the song now while my eyes were closed, I couldn't help but noticed that everything was getting warmer everywhere. The heat wasn't really hurting me, just a slight tickle on the skin. Peeking through my lashes and glancing down at my skin and to see what happened to my skin nearly made my heart skip a beat. As right there on my skin, not a single drop of perspiration was left but mostly noticeable still is that my skin glowed from within, as if a furnace burned hotly.

"OH MY GOD," I screamed at the top of my lungs, finally allowing my heart to race a zillion miles a minute.

Pounding of feet hurried down the hallway. sounding like some kind of animal was on the loose but knowing better on who it is," Honey, whats the matter?" he said between gasping breathes.

Wow, for being a little old he sure can run when needs to, I thought with astonishment, "Oh, it's okay Dad, I thought I just saw a zit. That's all," I replied coolly, hiding and trying to calm my voice through sheer force of will, being one to not concealing my emotions that well.

His footsteps shuffling away from the door but also quite clearly hearing him grumbling that he would never understand girls. Smirking to myself and turning back to the mirror. Being horrified from the glowing and hands quivering in a closed knit fists over my heart, I knew that I couldn't stay there forever. The day of school starting from the long weekend of the freak system of storms was over.

Dropping the towel onto the floor, I hurriedly started to dress myself quickly without trying to topple over and smush my face on the toilet seat. Jamming a leg one at a time into my jeans and tried to not make the hole on the knee get any bigger. Shoving my blouse over my head only and pulling my hair out from the neckline, feeling the heavy waves of my hair hitting my back.

Unlocking the bathroom door and padding over to my room and shutting the door quietly, hoping to not further disturb my dad. Leaning against my door, I surveyed my picturesque room that all teenage girls would kill for. The large screen flat screen with cable and a awesome DVD player along with a VCR to help with watching the old time movies that haven't been converted to the 21st century. A closet bursting forth with every kind of name brand clothing you could think of, the top of the line laptop sitting on my desk right under the window overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. The numerous pieces of jewelry scattered on my dresser.

But yet all of it I hated, none of the stuff could ever replace the emptiness of losing the only mother I known, who passed away a year ago from a deadly disease that claimed her in only a few months. And the father that delved himself so intensely into his work that I never saw him, though rarely like this morning.

Grumbling my annoyance about the absurdity of all the material things, I went to my bedside table and picked up my little perfume bottle of Lilacs that my mother loved so much. Also right in my bedside drawer, I had a flame-engraved wooden box my mother gave to me before she passes away. Inside was my only piece of jewelry that I truly loved; for lying right on the red fabric was a silver ring with a large ruby on top with a pointed tip and silver filigrees wrapping around it in the shape of flames. seeming to try and consume the precious jewel.

Once the ring was sitting snugly on my left pointer finger, the same hand reached underneath my bed to pull out my white strapped Jellypop Pumpkin shoes. Slipping my feet into the open toed shoes, to my closet again to grab my favorite deep blue jean jacket. Buttoning it up half way and slinging my back pack on my right arm, I hopped out of my room, back to the bathroom for a quick brushing of my teeth and back to hopping down the hallway, down the stairs immediately turning right and across the hallway into the our completely stainless steel kitchen.

.Ever! Took me a total of FOUR (or more haha lost track) to edit this chapter and I am hoping that it will meet with all your guys expectations, I am thinking that it is better now to just take the editing one step at a time instead of trying to write and fix them all in one day :)P so please if you guys would...PLEASE REVIEW! I would love you for eternity! hehe