I Lear Toddlers Can be More Stubborn Than Zoë or Thalia

Later on we found them both in the woods arguing. Mr. D had a private discussion with them. He always had a problem hitting buttons when he was angry, so everyone had an update every once in a while. The older kids had to cover the youngest one's ears whenever Palla and Mr. D were arguing.

We learned that they didn't know who their Olympian parent was and may never know, for their protection. Cece also told Palla that the youngest sibling always knows the truth about the whole half-blood thing. Unfortunately, Connor was awake now and the Stoll brothers fought for the first time since they have been to camp.

"Speaking of gifts, who gave you that ring and you, that bracelet?" Mr. D asked them. There was a moment of silence. Everyone had stopped their activities. The Aphrodite cabin had popcorn and bottles of water, acting like this was the best soap opera ever. Grover went over there and snuggled with them, acting like he was doing the same, but just wanted to snuggle with the girls.

"I bet Apollo gave those things to them." Thalia said. Zoë shook her head and sighed. "It can only be Artemis, though she is a virgin goddess. The twins were chastity jewelry."

"No no, it has to be Ares," his name made me want to hurl. Every since he tried to kill me a few summers ago, he has been my biggest enemy. "Though jewelry isn't his style, Cece's bracelet is a bow and Palla's is a sword, it can only be his." Zoë just shook her head.

"I have given the girls disguised gifts. They are chastity trinkets. They will be beyond powerful through their maidenhood. Once they have children, they will lose some power, but still turn into their true form." A girl's voice said. It was as sweet as the midnight wind and as harsh as a chase during a hunt. It was Artemis.

"There haven't been any second generation demigods in millennia, let alone twins. How old are you girls anyway?"

We leaned towards the intercom in agonizing suspense, but there was a loud beep and the machine went off.

After lunch, we played a game of capture the flag. It was a relief of stress, though it brought more along with it. I turned my focus from them to the game. It was the Poseidon, Athena, Aphrodite, and Hephaestus cabins against the other campers. As I was suiting up, I heard a voice that almost sounded like a rustle of a tree. I turned to see a cherry tree, full of pink flowers. At the bottom of the tree was a dryad that looked Asian. Her hair was black with like pink streaks and cherry blossoms in it. Her dress was made of spun cherry blossoms made into a wonderful dress that flowed in the breeze.

"Beware, Perceus Jackson. Beware." She said, and with that, she was gone.

The other team won that game. Our team had to clean their laundry and do their chores for the week. Chiron looked at his roster and came up with a strange face once he was done. Soon, it turned into pure worry.

"Where is Pallina and Cecillia Andrews of the Hermes cabin?" Everyone looked around, worried. Even the Ares cabin seemed anxious, but no one saw them. Mr. D was prepared to let us find them, for the camp needed that kind of power now, but Chiron refused.

We were all sent to our cabin to prepare for curfew. I looked straight at the ceiling. I realized there was a glass opening to where I could see the sky. A few hours later, I finally fell asleep, and had the worst dream in a while.

At first it seemed fine. There were two little girls, maybe four or five, running through a beautiful garden. I thought I was seeing a different version of Zoë's story. They were running from a man that looked like a younger version of an old 80's rocker. He had long, curly brown locks and a matching beard and brown eyes. It was Hermes, following the girls with an electric sword and shield.

One little girl was crying while the other was slashing a wooden sword around. They were blocked by a tree and Hermes. I saw he was riding horseback on a skeleton horse that looked scary enough to haunt a biker gang. "What is it that thy wishes?" the one with the sword says. The little one, with familiar gray eyes was crying and rocking back and forth on her but, arms wrapped around her legs. "Leave us alone! What have we done the thee?" she said.

He showed fake pity. He whistled, and an army of the dead and monsters from the darkest parts of the underworld came out. It was unbelievable how many people they needed to capture the toddlers. "It is nothing that any of thee has done, but what thee both may do. You're mother, Queen Cecillie, has taken her punishment and now you two shall."

He hit his sword twice on the ground and a skeleton came up. The silver eye girl scooted closer to her sister and she protected her ears and nose instead of her eyes. The skeleton cleared his throat and began to read from a scroll. "Here ye, Here ye, the Princesses, Lady Pallina Eloise Andrewson and Cecillia Aveline Andrewson, has been captured by Lord Hades and will be put to death and shamed into the darkest part of the Underworld."

As he put the scroll up, Hades pulled out a double headed spear and through it at the girls.

I woke screaming. No one could hear me, but I wish they could. Suddenly, I felt the hugest earthquake, like something was awakening and moving. Once it was over, I dressed, put on my shoes and headed for the beach, where it seemed to come from.

I looked for an hour. The sun was coming up and my chances of living was growing thin. Suddenly, I saw a faint glow from a cove on the side of the beach. I walked towards it. I studied the entrance for awhile. I felt a cold hand on my shoulder and hear a royal voice from behind me.

"Well, don't just stand there!" a voice said annoyed. It was very proper and etiquette. It was Zoë. She was wearing a nightgown that looked like the dress her sister's wore. She had a white silk robe on top of it and silk slippers. "Aren't thou going to save her?" I didn't have time to argue with her, or ask her why she cared about what I did now.

We both walked into the cove to find a twin lying down. Due to her height, it seemed to be Cece. I wasn't going to wake her up, for sure. Instead, I swooped her up and put her in my arms. She slowly woke. "Percy?" she said, shivering. Her body was corpse cold. "I'm here," I told her back. "I won't leave you." I blurted it out, too sweetly. I could feel Zoë's cold stare on my back. It was something about Cece's eyes that really had me going crazy. They reminded me of Annabeth's. The only difference was that Cece's eyes were scaly and seemed slimy in a way.

She swallowed with difficulty. She breathe heavily. Zoë made the fire become bigger. She didn't want Artemis here now, so she was on her own, or she would had summoned her here. That was when I notices. Cece's lip was bleeding; she had a cut on her forehead, a puncture in her chest and seemed to be broken in some places. "Cece, what had happened to thee?"

She breathe harder. "They look her."

I did understand what she was talking about. I couldn't catch on. I looked at Zoë. Apparently, she caught on and was shocked. She took another deep breath. "They look her, Percy. They took Palla." And with that, she collapsed.