A/N: Hey to those who have watched the movie Inception, I posted a story about it. If you want to take a look at it…you know give me a little feedback on it… if you want to? You know…maybe :), ok so in this chapter, I'm going to take a different point of view. It's just this once, but if you guys like it I'll have more chapter's, I'm writing in Phoenix's pov, so just give me a heads up if you like it, hate it, whatever. And now, I give you the chapter. –F.H

Just once I hoped she would understand that I loved her. I truly did, I don't know how I could survive without her…She was so beautiful; I didn't even know how to describe her. When I had once held her I had felt like I was on top of the world, now I just felt lost and lonely. I missed her, terribly. The worst part was, she didn't even feel the same way. I had had a tough life with powerful gods yelling at me about who I was, why I was the way I was, who my parents were…So technically speaking Hecate and Apollo were never supposed to have godly children, so now I was a illegal god. Zeus had countless times, tried to kill me. But I was quick witted and always escaped. For some reason, though I felt like being alive now wasn't the best option. Penelope was the only thing that had been good about my life, sure beautiful women ran up to me and begged for my number, sure I was strong, sure I was "hot", sure I was powerful, sure I was a god! But that didn't matter…nothing did. She had left me like I was the scum on the bottom of her shoe. Now we both hurt, for Annabeth was with Percy, and Percy was with Annabeth. She had always wanted Percy, the way her beautiful green eyes sparked every time he spoke; I wanted her eyes to sparkle when I spoke.

Just once I wanted her to look at me, the way I did to her. I had always tried to get her to like me from the very start, when Apollo had dropped me off at camp that faithful day; I had been inspired from the very sight of her. She was the most beautiful half blood I had ever seen. I had tried to get her to like me, but she was caught in the gaze of that child of Poseidon, now love was in the air. Jealousy was spawning, and I myself was losing myself in the architecture, of the Roman Camp. Choron had informed me that it was rare Penelope and I had been able to come along, no god had contacted their children for quite some time. I had asked if there was something they had done to upset the gods. But he replied with a saucy, no! I was tempted to blow the centaur's brains out then. One swipe and that would take him down, like killing an ant, simple and painless.

I wasn't familiar with some of the Roman characterizations of myself, for one I was smarter in combat, two I had a neater battle style, three, I was quite interesting in my looks department to the girls here. But not to the one that I wanted most… Four, I could seem to pick up more agility and speed. But the final most interesting fact about the Roman side of me was my ability to sing, I was always the best singer in my family, next to Dad anyway. But still never comparable, but finally here my voice sounded like heaven's music, the Muse's lyres. But now I lay in my bed in the Apollo cabin, they had all been very kind to lend me a bed in their crowded cabin; turns out more children come here, rather then Camp Half Blood. I hated seeing Penelope distressed the way she was about Percy, she had cried giant droplets of tears, and they looked as if they were raining from the sky, but her tears always hit me in the heart like a stab. Instantly making me wrap myself around her, but I could do no more of that. She would fight for the love of Percy Jackson, but the worst thing was the kiss that Annabeth and Percy shared, Penelope had turned away a tiny sad smile on her face. One for her friend being happy, but the sadness was so much I had to clutch myself back from her. Being torn to shreds by the girl you love more then anything is too hard to bear…

I got up and slipped on my Camp Half Blood T-shirt, annoyed with the Roman's bare or dirty T-shirt look. I thought they were supposed to be neater then this. But the beauty of the Camp was memorizing. The green field where many campers relaxed was soft, and some campers even played board games. The cabins more stable and built more beautiful then Camp Half Blood's, my own father's shrine was built of pure solar panels, and his most prized guitar was there. But the most unique culture was the sword fighting arena; it was just a bunch of knocked down marble pillars and orange sand. Nothing special, a few courts were placed around the camp, but no one ever seemed to play on them. I myself had shared a game of basketball with my new found brother, Cody and my sister, Sasha. It had been the most fun I'd had in years, but then again I had fun for awhile with Penelope.

I could count the notes in my head as the melody struck me, I ran out of the cabin too much of the rhythm pounding in my ears. Paper…I needed paper… I ran to my father's shrine and then pulled out a black music sheet, and then the notes and cords flew from my hand. My hand furiously scribbling out the G string, then B flat, soon my guitar in hand I started to strum along to the notes, my music was fluently flowing from the instrument when a voice interrupted my beautiful voice from humming along to the music.

"Forgive…" I looked up and saw no one, my hand twitching and itching to get back to the music. But as soon as I bent my head down once more the voice came to me again, "Oh gosh darn it Phoenix! You always were my most thick headed, child." Apollo stood leaning against a pillar, he received the long look from me, and then rolled his eyes, "I'm just kidding you know, I think you're my brightest minded. But Phoenix, I can tell how you feel about Penelope, you have to forgive. She wants to make amends."

"Dad! You don't know how many times, I've given her to make amends. You're the freaking god Apollo, Dad! You do whatever the hell you want! You expect me to give up my heart once more for the girl who's just going to break it again. I should have never told her my feelings, the end of last summer…"

"For once Phoenix, right as you may be, listen to me. Your father had some wise things to say. I never really liked staying rooted to a human, because that means you are rooted, but it doesn't mean I didn't love a few. My own son Michael, who died in the past Titan War…his mother was a cancer patient, she was dying the time around Michael was born, I sent the boy to Camp when he was born, but I loved Michael's mother out of all the mother's I had gone through. But for the first time in my older then world life, I felt something for that woman as she died… I felt her beautiful light go out of her eyes; I saw her chest finally stop moving. I saw it all end right in front of me. Then with her, I went to Underworld begging Pluto to let her go. But he refused, and I was sent back up to Olympus where I spent my day wishing for the day when I could one day join her, but we both know that will never happen. But Phoenix the way I see it, you should always remember that the woman you love, you will give your life for. That is the girl for you, my boy." He smiled, but my face turned to a smirk.

"I would never give my life to Penelope, she's important to me, but I wouldn't give my life to her." Apollo's smile faded, and then he nodded sadly. I guessed he was hoping his restless son, had finally found a goddess he could marry. But, as much as I loved Penelope, I would never give my life to her…never. I got up and rested the guitar on the stand picked up the song sheets, then gave Apollo a nod, then walked to the green field, the gray morning light of dawn was starting to creep over the sky. I felt the music of Bach Num. 1 float into my ears. I pushed my earplugs in and turned the volume up on my ipod, then closed my eyes; the camp wouldn't awake for another two hours might as well get some sleep.

I woke with a jolt, and saw campers kicking a soccer ball around, a blond girl with chubby cheeks and braces banged her head on the ball, and then laughed as her friend dropped it. He smiled at her then kicked it hard at her, she fell over. Their other friends started to laugh hysterically. I gave them scowls, then got up and walked over to the Neptune cabin, Percy, Pearl, and Carlina the only residents. But Pearl mostly bothered the crap out of me, her pet Leo following her. I was disgusted by her most the time now. Percy came walking with Annabeth hand and hand on their way to an archery class, I eyed her, but she avoided my gaze. Yes we had shared a kiss, but it was only for her comfort. I decided to just forget about it, it hadn't meant anything. I looked around for Nico and found him sword fighting with Carlina. Carlina was good, but Nico still measured a great deal almost beating her. Backing her to the sand, sword to the throat. Just as the counselor for Vulcan was about to call it a match, Carlina slipped slyly under the blade then went back him. Her face twisted with concentration, she showed mere intellect of skill and elegance in her moves. Nico seemed to be having the time of his life, Nyx watched on one of the broken Pillars, while a few Venus girls sat next to her drooling over a picture of Rob Pattinson in a magazine. But Nyx looked so trying, and annoyed. She saw me and acknowledged me; her personality was so like the opposite of anyone I had met before. I turned and saw Carlina had pinned Nico to the ground, his laugh echoed through the tense arena.

But Carlina dropped her sword, and then held out her hand. Nico looked suspiciously at it, and then he took it. Wrong move. She flipped him to his stomach and then she flipped out of his reach, sword it hand. Nico's lip was bleeding; he looked at her with evil and meanness. He raised his hands up and the ground trembled, skeleton soldiers went for Carlina, but she was obviously prepared for this. She touched the ground and it began to rumble her scream that she let out caused it to reach for him; he looked at her fearfully, but then laughed as one of skeleton soldiers ran at it, then stabbed its spear into it, then gave a bony smile. I watched intently, what was going to happen next? What was going to happen? Nico gave a small smile, then handed Nyx his blade and then said,

"I don't want to fight anymore, you got me." Carlina smirked,

"Yeah right."

"Swear, I'm done." She held her blade in stance then held out a hand to him, he slowly went for it. He smiled at her, and then she laughed then shook her head. But then just as she was letting go, Nico tripped her to the ground with one swift movement, she fell to the ground looking quite astonished.

"Nice Nico, way to knock down a girl." Carlina said, her tone trying to be stern, but her lip was curved upward.

"Hey just a little FYI, everyone knows your so freaking badass, you don't even need to be considered to have comparable skills as a boy." She laughed,

"I'll agree with you on that one." Her eyes laughing and full of light. I was just beginning to become interested in the match when a hand gripped my back; I spun on my heel and saw, Cody the boy who had welcomed me into Apollo, smiling at me.

"Dude! You just missed this totally amazing fight! Between Reyna, this really hot chick, and Dakota Stander, this son of Vulcan! It was amazing!"

"What's so special about fights here?"

"Pleeeaaassseee, you know Roman History 101, please tell me you know some of that?" I shook my head slowly, "Dude! Who taught you!" I shifted uncomfortably, Cody laughed. "No one! That's sad, man…" He gave me a solemn look of shame, and then laughed. "Okay so at the end of camp, we have this epic battle, all campers have to participate. It's a fight to the death, basically. Only the strongest win, so finally we take all the losers that lose the match and kill em' like a gladiator match! Dude isn't that awesome!" I backed away slowly,

"Cody, that's horrible. I'm a god, and I even find that horrible. I mean like, is there any way to…like avoid it?"

" 'Fraid not, Choron's been doing it since I was five."

"You battled…like a…a gladiator! When you were five!"

"Yeah, it's not totally crazy man; I mean they can't kill you. The worst they could do was pull out the Golden Ballista, on you. They wouldn't do that. Reyna is the keeper, and she isn't known to get angry that often, but I wouldn't try to make her angry. She's pretty powerful in getting what she wants."

"Cody, do you have any idea what they have done to you! They've twisted your minds so, you would think its right to kill someone. It's not right at all; you don't kill your family. You don't ever kill your family, even if it's someone you hate. You don't ever do that. You hold back because their family." He gave me a stupid grin, then a quick eye roll, and then carried on his way. I watched after him. What did Choron do to them? What was the Golden Ballista? A ballista was a Roman crossbow, did it kill gods? I couldn't stand myself to think, of any of the stupid half-bloods killing themselves in their stupid battles between, titans and themselves. Everyone knew titans, just were a bunch of stupid-prissy-fit-stuck-up-jerks who needed to get some lives, besides going around interrogating everyone, I mean its civil society! I walked down the trail, and to the archery court, the field of course was empty. But the Muse statues gleamed like new. I bowed to each one; I had come to respect all of them as my mother's. But sometimes they got annoying, always hanging around Dad, like cats. I hated cats.

I pulled my bow off my shoulder, and then lit my hand, placed it gingerly under it, then the whole arrow lit a flame. I let it soar beautifully through the sky, feeling someone watching me. I saw a colorful eye gaze at me from the underbrush. The cheeky blond, from earlier, came running at me. I had seen her before, but she kept to herself. I wasn't really sure, who her parent was. But her kaleidoscope eyes sure did narrow down options, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, ect.

"Your Phoenix son of Apollo, right?" She asked, her round face, wrinkling around her eyes, and a crinkle in her nose going up.

"Yea, what about it?"

"Well…I can show you rather then tell you. Will you come, please?"

"Why, I'm a little busy."

"Please, it's about that girl. You used to know her; she became a hunter a while back, Thalia." My heart stopped, Thalia…was here?

A/N: Ok so before you hit that tiny, little blue button right below this. You are right? Anyway, tell me what you think? What does Thalia have to do with Phoenix? How does he know her? Only one way to find out!