A.N. Hey guys, thanks so much for the reviews! They are great, and I'm glad you like my characters! I don't mean to sound whiney, but I noticed that I'm getting a LOT of hits and views, soooo review please? I'll get more eager to write when I know that people love my story. Anywhose, thanks for reading, and criticism is still accepted!

By the way, I am aware that I should be sent to the deepest parts of Tartarus for updating so late. I apologize, and I also blame my psycho APES teacher. Yupps

Disclaimer: If I told you I was Rick Riordan, I would be lying.

Chance P.O.V.

A glaring light shown through the window creating a red light from my eyes lids. I jumped as a hand grabbed my shoulder and started to shake. I rolled over to see an already awake and ready Thalia.

"Come on, time for you to go."

I walked up to Half-Blood Hill with a bag slung over my shoulder. Some kids from the Hermes cabin had managed to steal me stuff from the store. Of course, by Thalia's "request". The morning sun left a clean and fresh look to the still camp. Few campers were up. I reached the top of the hill to see that Marina had already beaten me up there. Not surprised. Her back was to me as she faced a weird, thing, I guess you could say. I could hear the faint voice from Marina, but the thing in front of her seemed to only nod, and shake his head. His millions of eyes never left her face. It was a trip. One eye, almost on his left temple caught me in the background, and nodded in my direction.

The light caught Marina's hair as she turned and faced me. It bounced off her flowing auburn hair, as I caught the blue streak underneath, and the blond tints in her bangs. The light reflected off her eyes. The green shined, and the blue? At least I thought it was blue. Just found a profound appearance in her features as it outlined her eyes. The sun kissed tan that she has just stood out from the brilliant reflection. Her hair was down, and it fell over her shoulders and onto her back. She took my breath away.

"Hey." She gave me a soft smile. "Sleep well?" I could only nod. "Well this," she turned and faced the many eyed guy behind her and pointed. "Is the famous Argus. He'll take us into the city," she turned back to face me. "Where he'll drop us off at the Empire State Building. And we'll take it from there." She smiled still. I could see the purple and bags under her eyes.

Her excitement couldn't hide her exhaustion.

"Yah. Ok." She grabbed her bag, threw it over her shoulder, grabbed my hand, and pulled me down the hill to the waiting van.

'Delphi's Strawberry Service' was across the side of the van.

"It's a cover up." Marina caught me staring at the side of the van. "We use the van regularly to make trips into the city. So they decided that we would put those signs on the side. It fits. We really do sell strawberries. It's how we make money for the camp."

The inside of the car was nothing special. In fact, it was just like a normal van. There were a few rows of seats so that multiple people could ride at once. But with just the three of us plus two bags, the van seemed larger than it probably really was.

I kept throwing glances over at Marina. She was absently toying with a strand of her hair. It was a streak of blue, as blue as the Mediterranean Sea. Her eyes glazed over as she stared out the window at the cars passing by, and the scenery behind as it transformed from a green to a hard and cemented city.

The car slowly came to a stop as we got caught in the traffic in the city.

"We should be there soon. When we get there, well I'll walk you through what is going to go on with everything. Just keep this in mind, whatever you see or hear, a lot of it is biased. Just keep an open mind. Ok? Promise me that." Her eyes were so serious as she looked me in the eye. I could see the truth behind what she was saying.

"Yah, I promise."

"Ok." She turned back to the window. I could see her thinking through the reflection in the window.

We pulled up alongside the Empire State Building. The bustling crowed didn't even notice that we pulled up as they continued on their way.

"They don't even understand what they are next to. Hades, they don't even understand what is around them every day." Marina shook her head as she climbed out of the van behind me. She threw her bag over her shoulder, "Thanks, Argus." The many-eyed man waved and took off.

I followed as we headed into the skyscraper, and to what would eventually lead to my fate.

Inside the lobby was empty, there was no one around other then the man behind the desk. His feet were propped up on the counter, and he leaned back in his chair as he glanced through the week's New York Times.

"Eh hem." The man didn't even flinch. "EH HEM."

"No school tours today girlie." Oh god. This guy had no idea what he was getting into.

"So YOU are the new guy. Hmm. Well, then let me ask you this," Marina leaned in really close. They were practically nose to nose. She was furious. "Do you value you your life? Because I know some people in really high places." She pointed towards the ceiling. But I didn't think that's what she was talking about. "And if we are late, all I have to do is tell them that the new guy at the desk wasn't aware that there was an important meeting circulating a certain demi god, and that I am the daughter of a certain ocean god. Who, might I add, is here at least twice a month." The poor guy was shaking in his boots.

"oh, oh. You're Marina? I- I am so sorry miss. Here, here's the key." His hand shook as he transferred the key from his desk to her hand.

"Thank you." She gave a sweet smile. "Have a nice day." She strutted to the elevator, and I followed closely behind. The elevator was just like any other. Small, cramped, horrible music. The works. She inserted the key into a special slot and turned it. The elevator started to move. (A.N. truth is I completely forgot how they activated the elevator. I know that the desk guy is involved though.)

"Ok. So when we get there. Your mind will be blown. I promise. But when we go to the actual meeting, remember: don't speak unless spoken to. Neal at your father's feet, then back up when he says you can rise. Let me talk. And be respectful. Most of the gods are really relaxed and cool. But if you are too disrespectful, well let's just say, you won't be going home." I was quiet from her seriousness. What the hell am I getting myself into? I flattened myself against the back of the elevator wall, as we started to slow down, reaching our destination.

The doors opened slowly, and all the air I had in my lungs, was suddenly gone.

The gleaming brightness of the city shown from the illuminating sun. The paved roads lead up from the elevator and branched out as soon as the city started. I could see people walking through the streets, in and out of building of various sizes. I could hear sweet music drifting through the area and up to my ears.

"Hey, Sexy!" A tall figure all of a sudden blocked out the sunlight. He had bright blond hair, and his eye were blocked by Raybans, and an earbud hung from one ear.

"For the love of the Gods, Apollo. No." Marina shook her head, and laughed.

"Come on. Why not?" The man in front of me moved his sunglasses, and revealing his emerald green eyes.

"Well, A. you are a god. B. you have multiple girls and kids, whom might I add I spend a shit load of time with and C. no thank you." She was laughing the whole time. I didn't understand how this once professional girl is all of a sudden so care free. WTF?

"Fine. But one of these days, you Marina, will go out with me. Just once." Apollo swore with a smile and disappeared. She continued to laugh, before she started to walk down the marble pathway.

Everything around me was shining and moving with life. There were so many people. Satyrs, nymphs and people. It was such a beautiful city. I watched as really hot girls walked by on those weird toga dressing, and some guys in the same thing… which was kinda weird.

"This is all of Olympus." Marina was watching me as we walked through the paved city. I was following her through the center to some apartment looking buildings. "They have these complexes for some Gods, Godlings, and the Demi Gods that visit often. We are in fact, almost at my apartment." We walked up to a building that must have been at least 8 floors.

I followed her up the steps, why there was no elevator, I shall never know.

We reached the 8 floor, turned right and stopped at the 3 door on the right hand side.

"Well, home sweet home."

She opened the cold blue door, to what looked to me, like a hotel room designed for a teenager.

The living room was wide and opened and lead right into the stocked kitchen. She had a basic couch, love seat and reclined all around a coffee table, which faced a T.V. (No not a huge flat screen, just a nice sized T.V.). The furniture was a simple black cloth, and the coffee table looked like maple, maybe. She chauffeured me farther into the room.

The living room lead to a hall.

"The bed rooms are down there. Yours is on the left, mines right across the way." She walked down the hallway to put her stuff away. I assume. I went to my room. It was a plain room, just a bed, dresser and closet. I put my bags down and sat on the bed.

Oh my god- gods. I'm in Olympus. I am about to see the Gods who created/ ran everything. Oh my gods. I'm going to meet my father.

There was a soft knock on the door.

"Chance?" Marina's face peaked in through a crack in the door, and slowly let herself in as she recognized that she could come in. "Hungry? I know a place that serves Demi-Gods. They have great food. It's all Greek, but it's really good." She smiled, and I noticed she had changed from her camp gear, into different clothes. Her long legs we covered by a pair of jean shorts, and she was sporting a grey wife beater with a hood, and gray converse.

"Uh. Sure. I guess." She took my hand and lead me out of the apartment, out of the building and into the plaza of the city.

She held onto my hand, probably so that I wouldn't get lost in what small crowd there was, and probably so that I wouldn't get myself lost from curiosity. She lead up to a small house looking thing. No one was around, except for a very pretty blonde behind a counter. She looked up, and her deep brown eyes light up like fireworks. She ran around the counter, right towards us and took Marina up in a huge hug.
"Marina! How are you? I heard about your incident with the Minotaur and the Fury!" The girl held Marina out at an arms length and looked her over. "My Gods. Have you been eating? You're getting way to skinny. Thank Gods you are here!" Marina blushed at the girls words and laughed.

"Yes, Charmion. I am eating. But you know what tomorrow is, so the past few weeks haven't been the easiest."

"Oh My Gods. That's tomorrow? I'll make sure to bring you over some desert tomorrow night." They kinda looked at each other almost like they were sharing a secret. "Oh, and who is this hot thing?" Charmion turned to me.

"This, is Chance Sterling. A recently claimed 18 year-old son of Zeus."

"Ohh…. He's in trouble!"

"Exactly."

The supper continued like that. Marina and Charmion, which just so happens to be Greek for delight (A.N. At least that's what Google told me, talked about their lives and what had been going on the past few months that they hadn't seen each other. The food, as Marina had promised, was amazing. I couldn't even tell you what I was eating. Charmion just placed plates in front of me, and I just ate it. The night kinda fell into that. Yah, you heard me. NIGHT. We spent like all day there. Don't get me wrong, the food was great, and it was interesting to hear stories, especially about Marina when she accidentally soaked Apollo and Hermes from heat to toe in water from the fountain in the plaza when she was 4. I even enjoyed watched the people pass by the front of the restaurant. No one really came in, other than to say hello. Then again, not many Demi Gods were around today, so no one came in for food.

The night dwindled down, and long after Apollo switched with Artemis, Marina and I found our way back to her place to get some sleep for an interesting day.

"So, um, the only shower is in my room. So if you wanna just take a quick shower in there, go for it."

"Uh, yah, I'd love that." I was turning to go to my room to grab my shower stuff when she said something to me again.

"Oh, and what were you planning in wearing tomorrow? It's not like super dressy, just jeans and a nicer shirt will do."

"Uh, my jeans, and my camp shirt I guess. That's all I really have."

"No, that won't do." She started mumbling to herself. All I could catch was 'same size. Might have. Look.'

"Ok, well I'm going to go take a shower." She waved me off and I headed to the shower. After grabbing my stuff, I headed to her room. I opened the door, and her room, fit her.

It wasn't much different then mine, except that it was obvious that she spent a good amount of time here. I could see some pictures on her dressed and night stand. One picture, that caught my eye, though, was of a little girl being held in the arms of a man with dark, possibly black hair. His eyes were closed from him laughing. And there was a woman next to him with straight blond hair holding onto both of them laughing as well. The little girl in the middle looked at the camera with big green blue eyes. Oh my gods, this is Marina and her adoptive parents.

A.N. So I am working on a new chapter that I am going to try and get up tonight or tomorrow night. Please don't hate me. But please, do review!