Chapter 10: Epilogue

When they got outside again, North said goodbye to everyone and flew his sleigh through the portal. Tooth hugged Percy, wished Annabeth luck with her new immortality and flew off to her realm. Bunny bent down and hugged Maddy before he jumped down his own hole. Sandy saluted as he formed an airplane out of gold and flew off. That left Annabeth, Nico, Maddy Jack Jaime and Percy. Everyone seemed to be in such good spirits. Even Percy and Annabeth seemed to be enjoying each other's company; holding hands and smiling. Jack was about to fly off when Percy grabbed his shoulders.

"Hey man, why don't you come to Camp with us? You know, hang out, celebrate, be in one place for a while," he said. Jack looked around. Nico was nowhere to be seen and Maddy was sitting atop her Pegasus, waiting for Percy and Annabeth. Jaime, though, stood by Jack.

"Thanks, but I will later," Jack said. "I need to take Jaime home then I have something I need to sort out…"

xXx

Aundraia woke up in her bed and immediately grabbed her phone. She sighed. Nothing. Yesterday at school, her crush had said he'd call her sometime that weekend. Aundraia wished he'd been more specific, like what day this weekend? What time? Morning or afternoon? Waiting like this was aggravating torture. Every time her phone so much as hummed, it would automatically be in her hand. At one point, she jumped in surprise when her phone beeped and she immediately grabbed it, her heart pounding, until she realized it was just low battery. She mumbled as she went to charge it.

Aundraia got up and changed into some warm day clothes. She slipped her phone safely into her jeans pocket and went downstairs for breakfast. In the living room, the TV was left on, but paused. On the screen was a man in a brown trench coat and spiky hair. Next to him was a girl with darker skin, and black hair. She wore jeans and a fitted, red, leather jacket. Behind them was a big, box painted blue. One of her little brother's dumb shows, Aundraia guessed. Speaking of the kid, Billie had beaten her to the kitchen table and was retelling all his wonderful stories about his imaginary North Pole and the invisible Jack Frost to his mom.

Their Mom's name was Mrs. Smith. She worked as a cashier for a jewelry store at the mall, which always meant good Christmas and Birthday presents for Aundraia. Anyway, the store was closed for now (being remodeled or something), which gave Mom a couple days of break from hard work. She sat quietly in her chair and smiled as she listened to Billie tell how Jack Frost could make magic snowballs that, when thrown, could put a person in a great mood, no matter what. Apparently, he did that exact thing to one of the neighborhood bullies, Cupcake, and now she was a part of Billie's group of friends.

"Of course, we didn't know it was Jack who threw the snowball at the time. Nobody saw him," said Billie.

"What do you mean, 'nobody saw him'?" Mom asked. By now, Aundraia had made a bowl of cereal and had sat down across from her brother.

"When it comes to the Guardians, if you don't believe in them, they are invisible to you. You can't touch, hear or see them. To you, they don't exist." Aundraia didn't like the way Billie was looking at her as he spoke. But in her mind, she was thinking, 'well that's a bit harsh'. For a moment, she thought about how hard it would be go through life being ignored completely. Aundraia knew what it was like to be ignored intentionally. It happened to her almost every day at school. But at least people knew she was there, that she existed. She shook herself out of her trance before she could exaggerate even further. She scolded herself for feeling pity for one of her brother's imaginary friends.

"Billy," she said slowly. "There's no such thing as Jack Frost, or the Easter Bunny, or Santa or any of those fictions. They are just your imagination. If you go into Middle School thinking that they are real, the kids will tear you up alive," she said. She stood up and put her half eaten bowl of cereal by the sink for her mother to do later. "Grow up now, before you get hurt later."

As she walked towards the front door, she heard Billie mumble, "If only she knew." Something told Aundraia that he was not talking to Mom. She rolled her eyes and slammed the door shut behind her.

xXx

As she walked outside into the cool air, she nearly tripped over a puddle of water from the snowfall they had had a few days ago. She cursed under her breath as she regained her balance then continued walking. That's when she heard a faint, crackling noise. She turned just in time to see the puddle of water freeze into solid ice. She stared at it in shock until she realized that that the temperature had dropped since she had been outside. She heard another crackling sound again, and again as puddles started turning to ice all around her. That's when she realized that it was only in her yard that this was happening.

"What?" she asked herself. She heard a sound that was fairly similar, but was a bit different somehow. She turned to see a window of her house cover its self in thick layer of frost. As though someone were drawing on it, the letters B-E-L-I-E-V-E appeared one by one. Aundraia stared at it transfixed. She started backing away slowly. She had planned on turning and running, but she slipped again and fell backwards. A pair of strong, freezing hands caught her under the arms and helped her back to her feet. She turned to see a guy, about her age, with snow white hair and icy blue eyes. His skin was so pale; it looked like he'd slept outside during a blizzard. His blue hoody was covered in delicate frost designs. His light brown pants looked old and were ripped at the shins. His pale feet were bare. In his hands he held a long, wooden staff that hooked at the top. Where his hand touched the wood was coated in frost. His face held a goofy smile.

"You know, you really should watch where you step," he said. "This was the second time you tripped, that I saw at least."

"Who are you?" Aundraia managed.

"I'm Jack Frost, one of Billie's friends."

"Impossible! Jack Frost is imaginary, created by my brother's imagination. You can't be real."

"And yet, here I am, talking to you." He looked up at the setting sun. "It's about time I left." He started backing away now. "Tell Billie I said hi, will ya?" With that he jumped into the sky. Aundraia expected him to fall to the ground, but instead, the wind caught him. He flew higher and higher into the air until the clouds blocked her view of him.

Just then, her phone buzzed and beeped, but Aundraia didn't hear. She stared, her eyes glued to the spot where Jack had left her line of vision.

Jack's PoV

I arrived at Camp Half-Blood to find Percy and Annabeth sitting beside each other at a picnic table in the dining pavilion. There were hundreds of kids at the surrounding tables, but the two of them had a table all to themselves. I found Maddy sitting at a table with kids that looked similar to her; same hair, same eyes. Jack guessed that they were her relatives.

Seeing as how Percy and Annabeth had the least crowed table, and I actually knew them, I sat down next to them. As I walked in, I got some odd stairs and people started whispering to their neighbors. I couldn't see Nico anywhere.

When Percy saw me, he smiled. "Sw ewu gew ebide da hundry okn?" he asked his mouth full of food.

"What?" I asked. Annabeth nudged him and he swallowed.

"So you got inside the boundary ok?" he repeated more clearly.

"Oh, yeah. What did I miss?" I asked.

"We'd just told everyone about my new immortality," said Annabeth.

"Did you tell them about the quest?"

"We…summarized it for them. We didn't say anything about your world or Mother Nature or anything like that," said Percy. "Some things are better left unsaid."

"So, they don't know I'm…" I lowered my voice to a whisper. "…Jack Frost?" Percy shook his head. I leaned back in my chair and looked around. Everyone was still staring at me. "How can everyone see me?" I asked. I was beginning to feel self-conscious.

"Demigods can see through the Mist easier than mortals can," Percy replied.

"Mist? What mist?"

Annabeth rolled her eyes at Percy. "Seaweed Brain," she mumbled. Then she turned to Jack. "The Mist is this magic vale the gods created to keep the mortals from seeing the Greek magic. It manipulates their vision to make them see something they can better understand, which is just about anything…besides the truth."

"One time, mortals mistook my hellhound for a poodle," said Percy.

I remembered reading about hellhounds at a library somewhere in Nevada. They were these huge dogs as big as sky scrapers. Maybe I'm over exaggerating a little, but they were huge. If I remembered correctly, they were usually mastiffs.

Annabeth nudged Percy again. "He's not going to understand what you are talking about," she said.

"You have a Hellhound for…never mind." I said.

Annabeth looked surprised that I knew what a Hellhound was then she shook her head. "There are some sentences I need just to keep away from."

Percy smiled then turned to me. "Usually they come from the underworld, but I have one living here at Camp."

"That's…interesting," I said.

We continued to talk more about gods, and demigods, until suddenly; all talking that was going on minutes before at the other tables ceased. The sentence Percy had started trailed off as he, Annabeth and pretty much everyone in the pavilion stared at me in shock. Percy's mouth hung open. Then I realized they weren't staring at me; they were staring above me. I looked up and yelped. Above my head was a brown, holographic image of a medical caduceus with snakes intertwined on it. I heard Chiron's familiar, rough voice say, "Hail Jackson Overland; son of Hermes."

A.N

Aaaaaaaaamnnnnnnd done! This is the last chapter. I am working on the first chapter of the next story, but I don't think I am going to publish it for another year. Yep. Got some things to do. Busy, busy bee. Ok, I am joking. I would never intentionally wait that long to update. Besides, I am not like…another author who would be that cruel. I am not mentioning any names. The point is, the only time this story will be updated is when I update it with the link to the sequel of this story. It will be called 'The Demigod Guardian' if you are wondering.

There have been a lot of questions about Percabeth; will Percy become immortal, will he be able to be with Annabeth, stuff like that. My answer: No. Not in this story. But there is a sequel coming out soon. I am not making any promises, saying yes or no, but you might want to check it out when you see it.

Oh, My gods. I am so excited. I saw the OFFICAL sea of Monsters trailer. I am so excited because it looks like they are really trying to clean up their mess with the lightning thief. It is so cool. More gods, more danger, and closer to the real story line. I did see that the manticore will make an appearance, but that's the only thing I saw that really bothered me. The trailer makes the movie look like it is gana be fantastic! Oh Fantastic! The trailer is on YouTube.

Aundraia is the girl from the first chapter that didn't believe the Guardians. I thought it would be cool if I made that change.

Just as a reminder, would you check out the poll in my profile? It would help me a lot. Thanks.

Replies: (I am not going to do as many replies because I don't want to give any more spoilers for the next story)

Annabeth Brady: Hey! I know how you feel. I had to take a break as well for like a month. Not fun. Anyway, you just confirmed something for the sequel. Thanks for that. And just so you know, I love your rambling.

Turkeyhead987: I said this a thousand times before, I know, but I want to say it one last time before I quit this story forever: I LOVE reading your reviews. I has having a great day and your review was the chary on top of the ice cream. Annabeth is immortal. That is a fact. Percy is mortal. That is a fact. Why would you throw the gun away? You could have given it to the mortals who don't know of a better weapon. This is the last Chapter. What did you think? What you expected, or did I surprise you again? For doctor who: I put a reference in there. PERCY SAID ALLONS-Y on the way to Olympus. I hope you were satisfied with the dw references I used here. I know for a fact I used two, but I don't remember what the second one was. Gods, I hope I put two. And with Percy's sacrifice, it seems to make the most sense. But GODS OF OLYMPUS if he kills off either one of the two, or Nico, I will personally get my sonic screwdriver, pen, take the gun out of the garbage, grab a torch, a shield, sonic probe, bow and arrow, meet up with you and we will ATTACK! But we will need cookies first. Cant invade an author's house, force him to write a better ending (or send him to the Underworld the hard way) on an empty stomach. I just realized how violent that sounded. *shrugs*

K: Hey, another Whovian! Yay! My all time fav Doctor is Ten. Gods, I love David. He did such an amazing job. No offence to Christopher, (I can't spell to save my life) and Mat. They are both fantastically brilliant, but I luv David the most. What 'bout you?

year-of-the-panda: Thank you for your fantastic review. I loved reading it. I hope this stops the pain, at least for now, anyway. Geronimooooo!

MagicGold34: I wasn't trying to be over dramatic. I was just stating a theory I had. Anyway, I am glad you got caught up with my story. Now I reword you with the last chapter of the story. Hope you liked it *grins wickedly*

Rkatp: Well, someone told me recently that Frank is going to die because of his life line. And some other wibbley, wobbley stuff to go along with it, but that was the main idea. In all honestly, I am kind of hoping it is Frank, so Percy or Annabeth wont have to die, or Lio, or Nico. Curse you Riardian!

selena1234: :) Sorry I made you cry, I probably should have put a warning sign. I hope you liked the story.

gamelover41592: you complemented my story, so I thanked you. I always try to mention all my reviewers, weather it is thanking them or replying to them.

MerthursFollower: Sorry, but I guess you will see Hades soon. This story does not have Percy as an immortal. But just wait for the Demigod Guardian.

Clio: I had just thought of the prophecy meaning when I was watching a Percabeth YouTube video. I started crying. I would loathe it if RR did that. But it seems to be the way we are headed in the series.

Onto Doctor who: I agree 100%! That, by far, was one of the scariest episodes EVER.

Are you my mommy? Mommy. Mommy? Gods of Olympus, it was hard for me to even shower without thinking of that. The episode with the giant dolls singing 'tick tock' was creepy too. And don't even get me started on the Weeping Angles. Gahh! Oh and by the way, I lied in the comments. I did add one or two quotes into the chapter... if you noticed them. ;)

ZeroLuver567: Um, which one?

Thanks to: binglebop, silvertrident, Cookie Frost Girl, (cool pen name btw) Ice Wolf Fang, Jennifer Snow and noaccount