Hey, it's Percy again, and let me just say that was on intense war game, if not for Amy and Haley we would have lost our emblem and we can't have that, not when there are three big three kids in our legion. Nick was awesome to watch in combat, the kid is phenomenal at war games, the fact that he is part storm dragon just makes him more amazing, which my twin knows all too well. I'm seriously okay with him pursuing Ariella, as he won't think she's a freak, she can actually be honest with him. I don't know if any half-blood can have an open and honest relationship with a mortal that can't see through the Mist.
My mom is cool because she can see through the Mist and understands that I may not always be able to tell her everything immediately. I could even understand her sending Ariella away, as neither of us would have made had we stayed together when we were younger. I just hoped Ariella would come with me to see mom when this whole Doors of Death thing was done and over with. I sincerely hated prophecies and I had the feeling that Nick was one of the seven along with me and Ariella.
Currently I'm just lazing in my bed, knowing that I needed to sleep, but I just couldn't for some reason. I was too keyed up and I knew that would keep me from sleeping for quite some time. Plus, my dreams were never good anyhow, a half-blood's never are, they're almost always prophetic and make our lives miserable. Sure, I had some happy memories, kicking the Minotaur's ass several times was fun and all, but most of my time was spent fighting. Not that I didn't see the need, I just wished I knew what life was like for an ignorant mortal once in a while and then I would remember how cool it is to breathe under water, know wherever I am on the ocean, be able to stay dry no matter what. Sure, I couldn't fly, which sucked for me, but I got to do anything that had to do with water, which includes creating hurricanes.
All of that is incredibly awesome and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world, though having a day off every now and then would be nice. Even the gods got to relax every so often. May be not long but they still got to. Even Lupa let us take breaks and relax, since we are mortal, even though we had an immortal parent. Ariella's abilities to see the flow of everything amazed me and I had the feeling it infuriated the fates, they were supposed to be the ultimate authority on what happens in mortal lives and I got the feeling that my twin disrupted that at every turn.
Which I had to admit was kinda cool, nothing should be set in stone. The fates should have to scramble in order to keep everything running, so beings like my sister were a damn good thing, it keep everything from running too smoothly for Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropa, though why I have to deal with two major prophecies in my lifetime I don't know. Seriously, couldn't this one have occurred for the next generation of half-bloods? Oh, well, I guess I had to accept the fact that my life was going to be riddled with dangerous quests, though at least Tyson and Mrs. O'Leary should be able to find me easily enough.
It would be nice to see Tyson again, I even missed my hellhound. That was just sad, and fauns were treated like dirt in the Roman camp, at least until I came here, Grover is one of my best friends and I wouldn't trade him for anything, and Grover knew I was all right. I even missed Clarisse and we hated each other. It would be nice to see Travis and Connor Stoll again, hell, Butch, that Iris son would be welcomed right now.
I missed Camp Half Blood so much and yet I was starting to like Camp Jupiter, the roman equivalent, though I'd rather have Camp Half Blood, we had more fun there. I honestly couldn't believe I was thinking this, but I missed Mr. D, and he doesn't like any of us except for his own son. He barely tolerated us and rarely took the time to get to know any of our names. Zeus was probably still pissed that I had turned down immortality and made all the gods swear to treat the minor gods better and to give them and Hades all cabins at camp. Then to make them also swear to claim all their kids before thirteen.
All of it could have been avoided if the gods had just treated their children better, Ethan Nakamura would still be alive if the minor gods had been given the respect they deserved. If our godly parents would actually show they care about us for who we are instead of just claiming us and throwing us to the curb. At least my dad was never like that, he came and visited me from time to time, gave me gifts, and the like. Zeus locking down Olympus was a very dumb move on his part, in order to pull this off half-blood and god needed to team up to beat the giants and keep Gaea from waking up.
I just hoped that the seven of us that went would be able to pull it off, because we were going to need all the luck that Fortuna could bless us with, and my twin's ability to twist the flows of fate. I just had a feeling that, that would be essential if we were to succeed in this quest.
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