Arethusa laid in bed, bored. Suddenly, her keen ears picked up commands and the yelling of an army. She cursed. Five minutes later, she stood outside her cabin, in front of the stream, as the army approached her. She was dressed in light, form fitting, leather armor, greek style, with a helmet on. The helmet had a horsehair plume in the color yellow, and her xiphos sword, which was a mix of all metals in the world, shined in her hand.

She sat atop a majestic pure black pegasus, with an army of fifteen others of various colors behind her. Also behind her was a huge wall of water, storm spirits, and a large army of forest animals. She was glaring, the air around her cracling with electricity and power. As the Camp Half-Blood army attacked, she threw her head back and let out a war cry which echoed throughout the forest and throes of the opposing army.

As her pegasus galloped forwards, she stood up on his back and waved her hand, yelling, "ATTACK!" As the demigods were knocked down by her blade and power, the red aura of the blessing of Ares (and Mars) enveloped her. She, and all of the animals, including the pegasuses, could not be touched, even as arrows rained down upon them. As the army was demolished, she got off of her pegasus and sent the army back.

Suddenly, fifteen thestrals flew down and joined her army. She laughed at them. "Are you still willing to attack?" she asked calmly. "You will all be demolished, your army gone." Chiron and Mr. D moved forwards. Mr. D invaded her mind, attempting to drive her insane. Chiron shot volleys of arrows at her. She just laughed again. Blocking the god out, she watched as he fell. She calmly went over to Chiron, moving fluidly, like a cat or a wolf stalking its prey.

A block of water materialized under her as she stood on her tip toes and whispered into his ears. "Next time, don't attack me. Now, who are you? You are NOT the wizards. Goat boy over there failed to explain anything other that his name and that he wanted to take me to an unknown place. And, as you can probably imagine, that didn't do much for me, being very, very, very paranoid and all." She laughed and stood up, saying, "Well, why don't you come inside? I'll take a Roman bath in my personal ones while you explain stuff. Don't worry, I'll wear a bikini. I would be naked, but . . . I think you wouldn't like that very much, would you?" Shaking his head, Chiron chuckled and said, "No my child."

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As she lounged in the bath, neither of them knew that a certain god was watching them.

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The god lounged in his bed as he watched Arethusa through a screen. She was lazily floating on her back, idly listening to Chiron. Stretched out in the water, as long as she could manage, she could only be five foot at most. He chuckled as she yawned, the steaming water lulling her to sleep. Still, she resisted the call of sleep and his eyes roamed over her body.

Her long black hair floated around her, and her pale skin, which, he could tell, refused to tan, seemed to glow. Suddenly, she cocked her head and held up a hand to stop Chiron from speaking. He looked at her, confused. What, in the name of all gods, was she doing?

He paled as she conjured a trident and a blanket, both made of water, and looked straight up at him. How, in Zeus' name, did she know he was watching her? Not even Athena was that good! Hefting the trident, she threw it. Just as Athena walked into his home, it hit him, and he was doused in water and bleeding. He sat there in shock, numb, but sort of happy. His love, if you could call it that, maybe future wife, was feisty. A smirk bloomed upon his lips as he turned to Athena and bowed. "Yes, Lady Nerd?" he asked, smirk turning into a grin when she ran a hand threw her hair and sighed.