Chapter 3

A/N: Hello!

This update was pretty fast, I think. Four days!

Camping was a disaster. I got a horrible headache from breathing all of the campfire smoke, and ended up sleeping in the car. And I didn't do anything fun, other than reading. And it was impossibly hot and humid. Downside of living in South Carolina in the summer, I guess. ;)

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And then she finally got a good look at Piper's orange T-shirt, as she spun around and ducked to avoid a swing from one of the hellhound's huge paws.

And the pieces finally clicked together.

Demigods. Piper and Jason were demigods.

Of course! It should have been obvious! Piper's shirt… It read Camp Half-Blood. The exact same as Percy and Annabeth's shirts, all those years ago.

Sadie would have laughed at her stupidity. If not for the huge hellhound currently charging at her, of course.

Battle instincts kicking in, Sadie quickly rifled through her spell index in a matter of seconds. Ha-di… nah, too destructive and messy. Ma'at… workable, but too power-consuming. A'max… she wasn't great at controlling fire, and if she lost control… well, it would be bad, to put it mildly. Hah-ri… not perfect, but good enough for now. She had backup, after all.

Sadie quickly lifted her staff and shouted the spell, pouring her energy into making sure it worked. She wouldn't get a second chance. Sure enough, the huge, menacing hound immediately dropped to the ground with a clunk, snoring before it even hit the hardwood.

The young magician and actress laughed aloud, relieved. "Oh, thank the gods. Wasn't sure that spell was going to work on-" She stopped abruptly, noting her companions' expressions. Piper looked shocked and relieved at the same time, still frozen in the position she had been in when the hellhound had fallen- knife held out in front of her, body as if running towards Sadie. Jason had dropped his sword in shock, and Tristan- well, Sadie felt really bad for Tristan. Judging from his face, he had not known all that his daughter and son-in-law were demigods, and seeing the evidence first hand in such a destructive way was clearly too much for him, added to the fact that his co-worker had defeated the hellhound by pulling a staff and wand from nowhere and casting in ancient egyptian spell. His eyes were wide open, his jaw nearly touching the floor, hands clutching the nearest object- a table. He looked on the verge of fainting. Sadie couldn't blame him.

But surprisingly, he managed to find his voice relatively quickly, staring at his daughter with a shell-shocked look on her face. "Wha- I- Piper, what in the world is going on?"

Piper sighed. There went all of her work trying to protect her father from the world of the demigod. Now that he had openly seen them attacked by a hellhound… But Piper had always hated lying to her father, even for his own good. And he would've found out eventually, though Piper had hoped that it wouldn't be in such a violent way.

But there was more than that- who in the world was Sadie Stone? The daughter of Aphrodite thought that she had known the answer to that question well. But in the past fifteen minutes, Piper's impression of Sadie had changed twice, dramatically. From a primped-up celebrity to a nice, laid-back young woman, then again to- something. Piper didn't know what she was, exactly. Someone who could materialize sticks and boomerangs from thin air? Someone who could make a hellhound drop to the floor with a word? Could she possibly be a demigod? But if she was, Piper would have known, right? Sadie must have had some sort of training.

Piper sighed. "That went downhill pretty fast. We all have a lot of explaining to do, don't we?"

Sadie sighed. "That's putting it mildly." She turned to Piper and Jason. "I suppose you two are demigods?"

Piper felt Jason startle a bit beside her, his hand tightening on his sword. "How-" he started, tone suspicious.

Piper cut her husband off. Sure, Sadie might be strange, and she somehow knew about demigods, but something about the actress made Piper trust her. "You're not a demigod, though, right?" It wasn't a question, more of a confirmation. Sadie seemed… un-demigod-like. But at the same time, she most definitely wasn't mortal, right?

Jason voiced Piper's unspoken question. "What are you, exactly?"

Sadie didn't answer the question immediately. She squinted at Piper, interested. "Aphrodite, probably." She smirked. "If the pink hearts are any indication."

Piper's first reaction was mortification, then shock. "Pink hearts? Where?"

Sadie almost seemed to laugh at Piper's expression. "Your aura. Don't worry, there aren't a lot of them."

"You can sense her aura?" That came from Jason, who had loosened his grip on his sword and was clutching Piper's shoulder instead. "How?"

Sadie turned her gaze on Jason. "Zeus, probably. No- wait. That's strange…" she muttered. "Ah hah! I've got it! You're a son of Jupiter!"

Jason stumbled back a couple steps. "Explain yourself, Sadie Stone. Now."

The aforementioned actress laughed. "Sorry. Got a little distracted. I've never met a Roman demigod before. I did get your parentage right, though?"

Tristan cut in. He still looked like someone had told him that his past lover was the Greek goddess of love. "What is going on?" He demanded. "Parentage? Demigods? What is she talking about?"

Piper sighed. "I'll explain in a moment, dad." She turned to Sadie. "Yes, you did get our parentage right. Now, explain," Piper said, though not in an impolite way. She smirked internally. Minutes ago, the daughter of Aphrodite had been awkward and shy around Sadie. But now… nothing like a hellhound attack to bring people together, she thought humourously.

Sadie sighed. "No, I'm not a demigod. I'm sort of like… I'm sort of the closet you'd get to an Egyptian demigod."

Piper wasn't at all delicate or fragile, but she suddenly felt faint, like she was going to topple over any second. "E-egyptians?! Oh gods…"

A/N: And there we go! Another chapter! I hope it was up to your standards, considering it was the great reveal. ;)

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