A/N: Hey guys its Felicity, I wrote a new story, it's called: Stupid Sisters, Prophecies, and First Borns. It's under my stories, it's only got one review, come on guys! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, so forgive me. Stupid school drama, homework, and lots of exams! So anyway, I'm thinking of writing a chapter in Pearl's point of view, if you like the idea submit it in a review! I really want to know, thanks-F.H

"Arion!" I screamed, I saw Zeus's army marching onto the small camp grounds. Among them was Markus and Nevleon, Nevleon leading them towards the camp. I ran to him, "Nevleon, don't please! Their children just like the kids at Camp Half Blood, don't hurt them…please." His jaw hardened and he looked at me, anger in his eyes, his teeth gritted.

"He killed my wife, he almost slain my children. I cannot forgive for that; now get out of my way goddess." I held up my hand and a shield enclosed the demigods.

"I'm a god, Nevleon, you don't want to make a enemy of me. I had respect for you, I thought of you as a good friend, a person I can rely on." He looked at me, his eyes making a smirking look become in them.

"You can't control me, unless it is under Zeus's command. And I'm not under his command, only to destroy this place and take you back to Olympus. It is where you belong, so just keep out of my way."

"Ohh, ha, I don't think understand…Nevleon…" I smiled and then looked up at the sky, for a second there was silence. Then I threw back my arms with force, and the second I did as if on cue, Zeus echoed my anger onto me. His lightening snapped onto my back. It burned, I wouldn't lie. I held onto the shield, it meant life of death for the half-bloods. But I ignored him. I threw up a ball of green fire into the sky. I saw him suck it up, and a thunderous yell came from the sky, some normal people would mistake it for thunder, but I knew it was him. Nevleon yelled with rage, "You hurt my god!" He ran at me, I dodged easily my heart pulsing. As I saw my good friend, Nevleon fall to the ground, I had lost all respect for him. For he chose Zeus over me.

I ran into the army and saw Ignia twisting around and slicing at Markus's head. But he dodged, I screamed, "Markus, Ignia stop!" They turned their heads, but Markus was skilled, he tripped her to the ground and swung his sword to her neck. She whispered into the air, and her body disappeared, but in her place was a small fire gently burning. Markus looked at me; his soft blue eyes darted toward me. I nodded in understanding, she was the daughter of Hestia.

"Eir' important are't ey'?" (A/N: He's Greek speaks horrible English-you know Markus, is Greek, anyway he said, Their important aren't they?) He asked, I nodded, and he struck his hand out and gave me a simple nod. He slid his sword into his sheath. Then came up next to me, he walked into the battling field and to Nevleon. He said something to the man I had once known, Nevleon cried out at him. Then pulled his sword on him, I looked away. I couldn't see what happened next, but I couldn't let him fall to the ground. I jumped in front of Markus and pushed him out of the way. Then I let Nevleon's bronze sword slit through my gut, I ignored the painful tingling, and helped Markus to the ground. "You are not the man, I knew. I saved your daughter, Markus is like your own child, did you not tell me that, when we fenced together?" Nevleon's guilty face, showed no mercy of letting on.

"Markus, is a good boy, but he abuses his job… Serving the Lord of our Life."

"Who is that? Zeus, the one who is making you kill innocent demigods, what did they ever do? It isn't their fault of whom they are, it's their mother's for not even thinking of what might happen if they brought a child into the world. They never thought that H.A.A would have to be made. They never thought, that there would be a war between two idiot camps, they never thought their mothers would turn away from them in shame, they never thought they would have to hide their faces from the world because people thought they were fragments of creation. They never thought they would protect a stupid goddess… Give them what they want, and that's peace. Just leave them be, don't tell the world of them, Nevleon. They are just as good as you or me. They are loyal, they are honest, and they are demigods. The greatest people on Earth… Leave them be…please." Nevleon glanced from me to Markus. Then took a horn from his neck, a cow horn to be exact, and blew. The soldiers stopped fighting and looked to him, I was dumbstruck…was he really abusing his Lord's orders?

"We leave. Come." The soldiers looked at each other, questionable looks on their faces. They followed Nevleon and started off for the docks where a small yacht was waiting. I looked after Nevleon, and saw him gesture to Markus. "Stay with her, she will protect you from Zeus," Then he turned to me, "Watch after Jordyn will you?" I nodded, and smiled sadly,

"I will." He stood their and then whistled, the small girl with long gangly legs ran out of a ship deck. He called to her, and then he came over to me.

"You are a great ruler to your people…You will do great things." I looked at him, and then tears flooded into my eyes. I threw myself at him, and hugged him tightly. I held Trio to him, he nodded, "Keep it; you will need it, where you are going." Jordyn ran to my side, and kissed her father's cheek, when he asked her to. Then he whispered in her ear, she nodded. Then he lifted her up and held her tightly to his chest. I looked away; it was so damn touching…

"I… I think I better go, little girl." Nevleon said his voice gentle. But it cracked as he turned away. Then he went to the boat, Jordyn looked after him, then ran to me. She hugged me, I smiled sadly at her. Arion looked at me with admiration; some of the other demigods did too. He stuck his blade into the soil; I noticed it was splattered with blood. I saw Markus raise Jordyn on his tall shoulders; she waved to Nevleon as he shipped off. He smiled and looked away as the tears in his eyes swelled. She giggled as Markus swung her around.

I turned and ran to find Ignia, she rested on a pull. Her breathing was deep; I saw a tiny trickle of blood leaking from her wrist. Her eyes came in and out of focus. They seemed crazed and insane, for a minute she was her old self. I realized it was Nevleon's hit, it was his gift to identify the main point in death in a person's body, Ignia's was the main vein leading to her heart. I grabbed her, Arion ran to me, his eyes widened and anger burned in his intelligent gleaming eyes. He took his sword and clutched it tightly, "Arion I can heal her it's simple." I took my hand and wiped over her pale skin, and her vein healed instantly. My green power ran through my veins making me glow green. I rolled my eyes, once again I hated it. Ignia's eyes rolled into focus she looked at Arion. His eyes on her face, she smiled kindly. Then she hugged him, he clutched her tightly. Holding her close to him, reminded me of a scene from so long ago it seemed, where I loved a boy…

He swooped her up into his arms, she laughed in delight. His golden dreads surrounded her face as he leaned into kiss her. I turned away and found Markus and Jordyn skipping stones, a water nymph sang a lullaby to her tiny little boy resting in her arms. It was so cute, and for a second…just a second I longed to be a mother. I longed to have that maternal feeling. But it disappeared as the baby cried out to the sky, I covered my eyes. For angry little waves in the rock pools exploded.

Jordyn laughed as Markus showed her how to fling the stone over the calm water. It skipped lazily over the water, and then plopped into the clear ocean water. I wondered where we are, we had to be far away from San Francisco because the air was warm, and up in San Francisco the summer was ending and the chill was starting to settle in as fall moved in. I was worried that my own judgment was starting to freeze as well. The wind was affecting my aim, and my powers. Instead of my powerful leafy green vines that usually came out of my hand, withered dried ones squirted out. I hadn't learned how exactly the on switch worked, but I was a goddess, I mean it had to come to me some time.

"Markus!" Jordyn screamed, "You punch like this!" Jordyn curled her small fist into a ball and then powerfully hit Markus on the arm. He acted like he had been hurt, and fell to the ground. Screaming with fake pain. "Oh come on you big baby!" Jordyn snickered, Markus rolled up from the damp sand then looked at me. I saw how blue his eyes were, I had to look away. He had those same eyes too. Markus was surprisingly young for his looks; he looked like he was in his late twenties when he was only nineteen. His brown hair was laced with grey. He gave a small honest wave, I smiled back. I turned and walked off to the edge of the shore, but then I was burdened by the water. For it lapped calmly at my toes, making me think of Percy. I got up and wandered, maybe I could actually do what Ignia asked for once. I walked to the shrines of the goddesses. Athena's was ignited with a cold blue crystal, while Artemis's was built out of stars; a beautiful statue was built in the middle. But that was made out of moon dust. Hestia's had a soft warmly feel about the rosy wood that surrounded it. But Ignia had been right about the flowers, their poor shape and form was sourly proportioned. I laid a hand on the soft moonlit petals, Calypso's Moon. It perked up immediately, I then touched the Earth and a dense feeling of light flooded through me.

The flowers rose themselves from the Earth, and I admired the beautiful flowers of Artemis the most, for they were made of stars and sliver dust. Athena's were black roses, dotted with red and a soft crystal glow was about them. The flower of Hestia was gorgeous and by the favorite of the camp, they were a certain spectrum I had never seen before. Their soft vibrant glowing red surrounded the petals, but a flaming core and stem rose up the middle. I went to the edge of the forest to find the satyrs, and found three of them. I helped them with the woodwork of their homes in the small but dense forest.

"My lady, you shine the color of the great god Faunus, why do you shine like his own blood?"

"Because I am the seed of it, I was birthed from his very being receiving the power of him. His whole being, so you see I am the god of Faunus."

"Oh my goddess, I am sorry. I am not worthy of your presence!" He bowed at my feet, I rolled my eyes. I still was not used to that, actually I absolutely hated it.

"You don't have to bow to me, I'm not that important." The satyr's eyes widened, he ignored my statement and kissed my feet. I kicked him off gently, "Please stop, I don't like it when you worship me. I'm not meant for that…I'm sorry." He nodded, but sadly, like he had lost his purpose in life. I took his arm and hugged him, "Thank you though, I feel better now." He smiled excitedly at me; I laughed and gave him a gentle push in the direction of the deeper part of the forest.

Once I had greeted the satyrs I made my way off to the beach, I found that many of the demigods were lying around the empty field. Ignia was with her friends and a tall muscled kid; he had that Athena aura around him. He had an arm around her; I felt my heart burn for Arion. I found Arion angrily stabbing wood with his sword.

"Arion, I'm sorry about Ignia." He looked at me, and cleared his throat.

"I spoke to her…" His voice was raspy like he hadn't spoken his whole life, which he hadn't probably. My eyes widened,

"You spoke to her?" He nodded,

"Then she wept, when I mentioned I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. She cried out that she couldn't give me what I wanted…her. For that stupid kid, Jarg, I call him brother, but he is no brother to me. He acts as if I am a piece of garbage. Like it was my own fault I am his brother, I am in his presence." He finished with a cough, I took him hand.

"Don't let him get the better of you, Arion. You speak the good will of many. I even had the own experience with my own friend, Percy Jackson." He turned to me,

"This boy you speak of, he has no memory…does he not?"

"It's iffy, but for the most part yes."

"Does he know why?"

"No were not really sure…I mean Jason, my other friend and Percy are supposed to battle this Typhian, a monster rising from Gaia's wrath, and they are supposed to team up and do it. But obviously there has been a set back…But anyway do you want to hear the story or not?"

"Sure." He coughed out, I started at the very beginning when I first saw Percy in Chiron's office, to the last time I saw him back from the ditch. He never interrupted but just politely listened, sometimes I would stop because I would get to a part where my voice cracked. But I finally finished about fifteen minutes later, hmm who knew a whole year and a half of my life could go by in a fifteen minutes? When I was finished he calmly took me under his arm, and then looked me in the eyes. "Why do you cry over these boys? They do not matter, their only one of the many that will want you… You are a beautiful goddess, so many will fall for you. You will fall for them, do not. You are so pure in spirit you do not feel shame of who you are; you do not feel guilt for your power. Don't ever fall for them of those who are not pure in spirit. For like it says in the Catholic Bible, 'those who are pure in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.'"

"Arion it's not that simple-"

"But it is, it is not as hard as you think, I have had many girls ask me for their hand to dances and outings, but I deny because there is only one I want…" I thought about what he said, we sat on the beach, not as friends…but as something more then that...a mutual partnership.