Guys, I just realized some of the things that I typed up didn't correspond with the things I wrote in previous chapters, like the Temple of Nyx thing or the legendary night monsters that guarded them. I'll just make an excuse in this chapter. Enjoy!

We didn't get time to answer as we were face to face with a sleek night-black wolf, with two snow-white eyes.

Το κακό Νύχτα.

I immediately stumbled back in shock, reaching for my sword with trembling hands. Artemis did say that Evil Night was huge, but this- this thing was gigantic! And also the fact that it looked like a wolf more than a hellhound- but a very scary wolf. I wonder how Gaea created this monster- probably had to take a whole chunk of Earth from Texas or something. I trembled at the sight of its fangs and nearly wanted to run away, but I wasn't a coward. Well, not that much of a coward. Argh, getting off topic again. I drew my sword silently and hoped to the gods that it didn't sense me do it.

It did.

The monster prowled dangerously close to me, and it spoke in my mind. I know, at first I was like what? No more sugar for me! But then I realized that it actually was speaking.

Halley Johnson, it snarled, I can't believe such a pathetic weakling like you can stop my Mistress.

Well you better, I thought back, because I'm gonna smash her face into the Earth. Get it? Huh?

I nearly wanted to face-palm. I was joking with the monster that the gods nicknamed Evil Night in Ancient Greek. Go figure. I sincerely wished that it couldn't read all my thoughts, because I was devising a battle plan. 3… 2… 1… I screamed and charged at him wildly. I didn't have enough power, however, and soon I was thrown back and I nearly cracked my head against the rocks. My friends (and Thomas; sorry, he's a bit too much of a stranger to be my friend) charged at once, Clara and Percy simultaneously lifting liters and liters of water. Thomas hacked away, and I have to say, for a son of Aphrodite he was good.

But they weren't good enough.

First one out (besides me which was just plain embarrassing) was Thomas. He made the mistake of glancing at its fangs for a second too long and soon those fangs were in his arm. He crumpled to the ground, his face twisted in agony. I struggled to get up, but I realized I had sprained my ankle. Curse the Fates! Then Percy was knocked out. He was providing a distraction for Clara, but unluckily the monster tackled him to the ground. Clara was left alone to fend off the monster while I stuffed a little ambrosia that I saved in my pocket into my mouth. She was actually faring really well until I accidently did something stupid. Surprised? I hope so, or else you would be saying that I am stupid. Well, I've done some stupid things, but I'm not Percy-stupid. That's right, there's a kind of stupid named after Percy. Clara was about to stab it with her trident when I yelled out in pain because of the healing (curse my stupid big mouth). Clara looked at me for a split second and the monster swatted her aside.

"Uh Oh…" I muttered.

I tested my good foot and it worked just fine, although it still hurt a little. I limped towards the monster and raised my sword silently. Too bad the monster has really good instincts and it blocked with its paw. I danced around the wolf/hellhound, which was difficult because of my foot. I saw Thomas slowly stir from his unconscious state, and I prayed to Apollo that he would wake up. I slashed at its fur but I didn't do any damage, this thing was almost impenetrable- well, I did get a thumb sized cut on it.

"Hey!" I taunted. "Come and get me!"

I sprinted across the cavern, wincing every time I put too much pressure on my ankle. I did a roundhouse kick with my good foot but just ended up with very sore toes. It pounced on me, and I was fearing the end. Its fangs came closer, and….

SPLASH!

Walls of water rained down on Evil Night and Percy swiftly directed it into its eye. I nearly sobbed of relief, I could've hugged him! I got enough strength to stand up and out of the corner of my eye I saw Percy tending to Clara and Thomas sitting up. Help was on the way soon, I hope.

WHAM!

Guess who just got slammed into the wall? That's right. ME. Uh, that thing is indestructible!

"This thing is indestructible!" Percy yelled.

Way to state the obvious, I thought. Well, I guess I did think it too but hey, our thoughts are our source of privacy, right? I hope no one can read my thoughts…

"Guys," Clara (who's now conscious) yelled, "stab his heart all at once!"

We charged, all of us with multiple injuries, and Clara controlled the water to pin it down, and all of us plunged our weapons into its back.

"Why… Why isn't it disintegrating?" Percy panted.

We watched, poised for attack, as Το κακό Νύχταshivered and leaped into the air like a possessed mummy. Its head jerked and it sank into the ground, just like the arrow.

"It must… have some connection to… Gaea," Clara said, breathing heavily.

We all sank to the ground, exhausted from the fight. I very rarely get fatigued, since demigods always at some point run from monsters. I closed my eyes sleepily, but snapped them back open. No time to fall asleep, I chided. Wait, I'm talking to myself. Ah well, which demigod isn't crazy?

"Come on guys, let's go!" I said half-heartedly.

Clara furrowed her eyebrows.

"Wasn't this supposed to be the Temple of Nyx? And where are the guardians that protected the monster?"

We are right here, child.

My first thought as I turned around slowly was, WHY ME? I mean, I didn't do anything wrong to the gods. At least, I hoped I didn't… My eyes nearly ran out of their sockets when I saw the creatures. They were all about Evil Night's size (that's so weird to say) but they seemed less deadly. All were night black, but 1 had white dots on it like stars. If I had to guess, I'd say that was the leader. There were 4 in total, so looks like we have to fight them one-on-one.

No, daughter of Apollo. They said at once. Trust me that was really creepy.

We will put you through trials to test if you are worthy enough to leave the Temple of Nyx.

Some temple you have, I thought, looking around the drainage pipe.

Luckily (there's the lucky word again!) they couldn't read my thoughts. Or they were just waiting to kill me later, either one.

"What's our first trial?" Percy asked.

They seemed to laugh at us, hissing at different pitches.

The Trial of Acceptance.

I screamed as we were sucked down a hole in the floor, sliding down a rubber tube. I tried to claw at the sides, but the closer I got to the sides, the more my arms couldn't stretch, until I was an inch away with my arms glued to my sides. I banged my head painfully against the rubber. I heard distant screaming but I didn't know where it came from. I looked down, just in time to see the floor rushing towards me.

Uh Oh…

I braced myself for the impact that never came. Instead, I opened my eyes to see that I was lying in my bed at home. I smelt the fresh scent of bacon (and as you all know that's my favorite) and I got out of the bed, wondering if this was all part of my concussion when I hit the floor.

"What are you doing up there, growing a beard?" Came a voice from downstairs.

Ha ha, very funny mom. Wait, wasn't she in the Underworld? What if I wasn't really a demigod and that was all a dream?

"Sarah Clark, come down here right now!"

Sarah Clark? My name isn't Sarah Clark! Maybe this was the trial, to spot out the lies. Well, I'm gonna gut whoever thinks my name is Sarah Clark with my- wait, where's my sword? I looked down and realized that I was in Dora the Explorers pajamas. I really hope those monsters aren't watching me wear these ridiculous clothes. I looked in the mirror and nearly fainted. Because that- that couldn't be me! I looked in horror at my reflection. I had flaming red hair in curls, and sky blue eyes with- wait were those fake eyelashes!? Oh my gods, I have to get out of here!

"Sarah Clark, how many times do I have to tell you to stop looking in the mirror?" Someone yelled from behind me.

I turned in horror and looked up at a woman who looked just like me except for her eyes. She had stern green eyes. She must've seen the horror in my eyes because her face softened.

"Oh darling, I didn't mean to frighten you, especially today" she said softly, "come down and get some bacon."

She picked me up really easily for some reason and carried me downstairs. I know, I shouldn't have let her carry me down, but bacon is my weakness okay! As she reached the bottom I saw a man with black hair and my- no, the person I was pretending to be- eyes.

"There you are my perfect little shining star!" He said.

What am I, a three year old?

"Connie, will you go get the cake?" My 'dad' said.

She kissed my cheek (EWWWWWW and before you say anything, technically I was kissed by a complete stranger) and went into what I assumed was the kitchen. The man (I'm NOT gonna call him dad without the quotation marks) looked down at me and caressed my face.

"Sweetie, today I'm going to take you to Disneyland! How would you like that?" He said, obviously thinking that I would love it.

But before I could say 'I'm not your daughter!' my mouth acted on its own accord.

"I would love that daddy!" My mouth chirped happily.

I smiled a large grin showing all my teeth while I was thinking What the Hades is happening? I struggled to take control of my body, and finally when I did Connie came back.

"Surprise! And I made this with your favorite- pineapple!"

What is she talking about? I HATE pineapple. Well, I've never really eaten much but if this fruit had pine and apple in its name, then it's not gonna be good. And then that brings me to why I don't like apples… She placed the gigantic birthday cake in front of me. And on the top it had three candles, ready for me to blow out.

"Happy 3rd birthday, Sarah!"

3rd… 3rd birthday? Oh no… no no NO I am NOT 3! I screamed a bit before my mouth clamped shut. Damn, I really need to be in control of my body! I blew the candles out and cheered. I… I didn't know what to do. I just let my body control myself as my brain realized I was stuck in this body forever… Then my body did something I did not see coming. I- my body- took the knife and plunged it into my heart. I screamed in pain and shock and I tumbled through the floor. That's right, THROUGH the floor. I landed with a stinging pain on my hand.

Good, feel the pain you brought to us!

I stood up quickly and found myself surrounded by people. Sam, my mom, Percy, Clara, pretty much everyone I knew and cared about.

Because of you I died! My mother yelled.

We shouldn't have trusted you, my friends said disappointed.

You mean nothing to me, Apollo said distastefully.

They kept yelling taunts and insults at me. What kind of sick, cruel test is this? I found myself sobbing. I remembered faintly what the Nyx guardians (cool name, huh?) said. The Trials of Acceptance, they had called this 'trial'. So all I had to do was let go and accept…

When I opened my eyes I found myself in a room with a sofa and a bed.

"Hey! You're here! How did your trials go?"

I lifted my head to see Percy there. I remembered his voice in the trials, saying I had betrayed him… I burst into tears again. He pulled me onto the sofa and stroked my hair comfortingly.

"It's ok… You're not there anymore."

I just kept crying into his shirt and eventually I stifled the sobs.

"Hey," he said gently, "get some rest ok? It took you a few more hours than I did to pass the trials. They won't be here anytime soon."

I nodded and leaned on Percy's shoulder, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.