Mica's P.O.V.
As soon as Jayden heard Selena's news he raced out of the Big House to follow Selena. Chiron gave Mica an apologetic look.
"You'll have to forgive the boy. So rarely is he able to see his father, and now more than ever with the discussion of a new enemy. I wonder if Annabeth was able to come as well, it is something that I would like to discuss with her myself."
"Who's Annabeth?"
"Huh, oh, that's right you aren't very educated in the world of demigod affairs. Percy and Annabeth Jackson, they are Jayden and Kira's parents. They were heroes in both the Titian and Giant wars almost twenty years ago. Percy defeated the time lord Cronus, and lead the Greek army into battle against the goddess Gaea. Annabeth entirely redesigned camp half-blood, and revolutionized the art of monster destruction. They were both demigods, who both moved on to godhood, and rightfully so."
"Wow, that's incredible. So if Jayden and Kira's parents are both gods, then are they...?"
"No, not quite. Percy and Annabeth were both still demigods at the time of the childrens' birth. They did not accept godhood until after Kira had been born."
"Wait why did they accept godhood if it meant leaving Jayden and Kira?"
"That was not their intention in the least. Percy, actually had been offered godhood at the end of the Titan War. But he turned down Zeus's offer to be with Annabeth. The reason he accepted this time was because he didn't have a choice. Kira doesn't know this, but during her delivery things went very wrong. Something similar happened through Jayden's birth, but with less severe effects. We believe it was Hera's form of revenge. Annabeth died during Kira's birth, and as she was dying Athena, her mother, offered her godhood, which she had no choice but to accept. In anger Hera struck down Percy as well, whom followed Annabeth into godhood. Though surprisingly it was the goddess Aphrodite, who granted Percy eternity with his beloved."
"Ironic. Jayden told Saria that Aphrodite had claimed me to explain these" she said indicating the red dress that she had somehow acquired during the battle. Chiron's questioning eyes prompted her to recount the story of their encounter with the salamander demon. His solemn eyes were full of worry.
"It is as we feared. Chaos has returned."
Jayden's P.O.V.
Jayden raced after Selena, who was surprisingly fast. Though she was also four years older. As they reached pavilion Jayden caught sight of the two people he wanted to see more than anyone else in the world. Mom. Dad. A tall man with tousled black, and sea green eyes had his arms around a lean woman with honey-golden hair, and stormy grey eyes. They were both hugging Kira in their arms. Jayden ran to his parents, his emotions on the verge of spilling over.
"Dad! Mom! We've missed you." He said, not knowing what else to say.
"Jayden, we've missed you too!" His mother said through teary eyes, rushing to hug him.
"You've grown so tall! You look just like your father, with that stance." she said smiling at her son. Percy ruffled his son's hair.
"I've missed you Jay."he said softly. Soon people began to gather around the heroes. Jayden's Aunt and Uncle came.
"Piper! Jason! It's good to see you!" Annabeth said hugging the other woman. His aunt smiled, and greeted his parents. Soon almost the entire camp had made it to see them. Even Uncle Nico and Uncle Will and their new daughter, whom they had found somehow. Jayden hadn't heard the whole story yet.
They all had moved to the dinning hall where everyone had gathered around for dinner, as wind spirits brought out assortments of food. For some reason Everything his father ordered was blue. He remembered mom would make his blue food a lot when he was a kid, and his dad would usually eat the blue food as well but he thought that was to please his mom, he didn't know his dad preferred blue food, or blue coke for that matter.
With everyone gathered around,and eating and laughing together it seemed like home somehow, even though before they had died, it had not been like this. This gave Jayden a warm fuzzy feeling inside, like being welcomed at the hearth, like he was always whenever he visited the kind goddess Hestia.
"Aunt Piper, I want to show you something. You are gonna love it!" Kira said, suddenly excited. Jason, Piper, Annabeth, and Percy looked at the girl in surprise.
"Just Aunt Piper or do you want your mom and dad to come too?" Uncle Jason asked.
"Nope, Willow said I have to show Aunt Piper first, then Daddy so you guys would all understand. So I need to show Aunt Piper first." She smiled. Willow. An owl. To the best of everyone's knowledge, Jayden was the only one that had inherited his father's abilities. But Kira could talk to an owl. Not even his Mom could do that.
"Okay then. Trust the owl." Aunt Piper said. Kira grabbed her hand and lead her away. The rest of the adults looked after them in curiosity.
"I will never understand what that owl has in mind." Annabeth said as they disappeared over the hill. It only spoke to Kira, and often seemed to give her strange advice, though it had always been correct, so they had decided not to argue. Though Annabeth was curious what surprise awaited them.
Mica's P.O.V.
Chiron stared at the fire place, gazing at the flames that flickered there, a brilliant red. Silence. It made Mica want to scream, just to break it, even though she didn't dislike silence. Just then Kira burst in the room, with a beautiful woman in tow behind her.
The lady had tan silky skin, and braided caramel hair that hung a little past her shoulder. Her eyes sparkled a dazzling rainbow of colors. Mica almost felt as though she should trust the woman whom stood before her. Wait. No. Stop. Mica recognized this- charm magic. So this woman was a child of Aphrodite.
"Aunt Piper, there is someone you need to meet. See here she is." Kira said, pointing at Mica.
"Who's this Kira?" The woman-Piper said slowly, almost cautiously.
"My name is Mica, nice to meet you." she said extending her hand. Piper smiled and shook her hand. Her touch lingered just a bit. Not very noticeable, but Mica still felt it.
"My name is Piper, daughter of Aphrodite. Your hands are warm." She said smiling, any trace hesitation had disappeared, instead was replaced by a kinder and more bubbly demeanor.
"Rather powerful as well, seeing how pin-pointed your charm-speak magic was. Maybe you could teach me some time." Mica laughed lightly.
"Oh, you know charm magic? I wouldn't mind being a test subject if you would show me."
"Really? Are you sure, most people are not very fond of charm magic being pushed over their will..."
"Don't worry, I done it before, and I strong enough that you couldn't make me do anything too outrageous." Piper laughed.
"Okay then, I guess." Mica centered her focus into searching the woman's heart. What did it need the most? Love, and friendship, seemed to be the bonds that held her heart together, so maybe... Mica checked for the three most common darknesses, Betrayal, Loss, and Heartache. Bingo. Loss. A lover? No, more like a little brother or close friend. Mica knew exactly which button to push now.
Mica began to sing, a soft yet firm melody, with a sad undertone. Gradually the songs tempo sped up and the tune brightened to a triumphant yet kind tone, finishing with a long major chord that rang clear throughout the room. Piper looked at her in astonishment, even Chiron was a little bit startled.
"Oh my gods..." Piper stuttered. "You know Sympathetic Healing Charm-speak, that is... well..." Piper trailed off.
"What she means by that, is only powerful sorceresses know that type of charm magic, and very few could enact it so... strongly." Chiron finished.
"What does that mean? My mother taught it to me easily. I thought everyone could do it if they were taught."Mica said, confused. Piper shook her head.
"You may pick up very minor charms, but it is nearly impossible to use it for anything substantial without the ability prior hand."
"So when Dad showed me how to make stories and people in the campfire, that was something I was born with the ability to do?"
"Yes. What do you mean, making stories and characters in the campfire?"
"Oh, that's simple. When I was younger, Mom, Dad and I would sit around the campfire, and tell stories, but whenever Dad told stories, he would make the characters appear in the flames, and the whole story would unfold with little people made of flames. My favorite was the story about Daddy and the dragon. We still had him in our house, he slept outside though in a house my dad made."
As realization began to wash over Piper, stinging pricks of tears came to her eyes. No. It couldn't be. But what if...
"Mica what is your full name?" Piper asked shakily.
"Mica Esperanza Valdez."