Author's Note: Too lazy to type at the moment. But, the other author of this story will kill me if I don't, since she is always eager for a new chapter every day. You know, Amitola, I have better things to do than type all day *cough read more PJO fanfic cough* Though, I do like typing!

My chapters are getting shorter and shorter every time; I think it's because SOMEONE (Amitola) keeps rushing me. Longer chapters take up more time, you know? Though, it does bother me that they're shorter. Guess I'll have to take more time to type my chapters out! Sorry, Amitola.

Anyway, I guess I should be doing the whole "Disclaimer" thing, since I don't own the characters, except for Amitola and Lynn HAHA. Who knows if I'll make more made-up characters? I'm trying to avoid that scenario, though.

Also, these next few chapter sonly focuses on Lynn Servane and her training. Amitola will come after that, don't worry.

I added my own description for the sword fighting arena, so sorry if it's WAY inaccurate. I also added my own description for how the demigod powers for Hades work. Sorry about that.

Oh, well look who I just got a text message from…Amitola. Well, I better start the chapter now. Oh look at that, she's asking for the chapter. Well, she'll be disappointed when she finds out I didn't even start it yet. That's what you get for calling me Emo kid. HAH well whatever. Hasta manana! (If I can even finish Amitola's chapter in a day.)

~Lynn~

Chapter Five

Lynn Servane

Lynn woke up, and found a horrible ringing noise in the back of her head. There was this feeling in the pit of her stomach that she couldn't define, and there was this feeling inside of her that she couldn't figure out either. She could hear some more faint ringing in her ears, but it was just barely there. She didn't have a headache, and she most certainly didn't need to go to the bathroom.

She pushed herself up from the bed and found Nico sitting on the edge of his bed. He didn't wear his Aviator jacket, but his sword was now strapped to his side. He was staring at the ground, and his hair was wet—most likely from a shower. Either that, or he was doing some hardcore training in the sword arena. He was staring at the ground as usual, thinking about something that Lynn couldn't think of.

He glanced up at the movement of Lynn. "You're awake."

"Sorry, what time is it?" Lynn nervously smiled.

"One thirty-seven," Nico replied. "I think. You sleep for a long time."

Lynn shrugged. "That's just me. I am definitely not a morning person."

"I can see that clearly."

Lynn chuckled before she swung her legs over the side of her bed. "I have this horrible ringing in the back of my head, and this weird feeling in my stomach. Did I just sleep wrong or something?"

Nico shook his head, his dark bangs swaying with the movement. "That's just the powers of Hades kicking in. You'll have to get used to it. You sense the dead, the judging, and people's life auras involuntarily. You don't really notice people's life auras though, usually when a person is on the brink of death or if they're dying it's pretty noticeable. You'll soon forget about it once you adjust to it."

Lynn nodded. "I have another question."

"What is it?"

"Does that mean when I get a headache, it'll hurt even more because of this ringing in my head?"

Nico rolled his eyes in response. He reached behind his back and handed Lynn something orange. "Chiron told me to give your camp T-shirt to you."

Lynn's eyes brightened up. "Thanks!" Nico only nodded in acknowledgement.

Lynn stood up and set the shirt down on her bed. "There are no other children of Hades here, right?" Nico only nodded once more.

"Okay, guess I won't have to worry about people in this cabin. Though, there are a lot of demigods in this world."

"There's more at Camp Jupiter—the Roman camp," Nico added.

"You said that's in California, right?" Lynn tilted her head as she sat beside Nico. Nico nodded.

"Where is it? I used to live in California, so I guess I'm just curious."

"It's by Berkeley," Nico flatly responded.

Lynn raised an eyebrow as she faced Nico. "Really?" Then, her lips turned upward. "That's cool. Two of my cousins actually go to Berkeley college. I don't see them very much though, since I live in Southern California."

Nico nodded. "Camp Jupiter is hidden by the Mist, so the regular mortals don't notice it."

"What is this 'Mist' that you guys talk about?"

"It's this supernatural force that distorts what's actually there so that mortals won't see what it really is. The Mist changes it up a bit into something that mortals will actually believe seeing. Like for instance, if you're holding a sword out in public, the mortals might think you're holding a gun."

"Oh, I see."

Nico pointed out, "You don't seem very fazed by all this stuff."

Lynn shrugged. "I'm a fast learner. And, I guess all my surprise was drained out when I was running for my life away from those monsters that were chasing Amitola and me before we arrived here. I still can't believe that I'm actually in New York." Lynn shook her head.

Nico sighed and patted Lynn on the shoulder. "There's a lot that you have to get used to around here. Follow me, you should eat lunch first at the Dining Pavilion. Then, I'll have to show you how to get used to your demigod powers."

Lynn nodded excitedly. "Okay!"

They both got up from their seat on Nico's bed and began their stroll over to the Dining Pavilion. Nico opened the door of the Hades cabin, thus exiting the dim room. Lynn followed closely behind.

The Sun shone far overhead signaling it was the afternoon. All the campers scurried about, attending to their own businesses around the camp. There was no sign of a breeze, except for maybe a few campers fanning themselves. It was astoundingly hot, and it was very bright, yet blinding outdoors.

Nico led Lynn to the Dining Pavilion for some lunch, since she had slept through breakfast. The Dining Pavilion neither had walls nor a roof, but there were Greek columns framing the area meant for the Dining Pavilion. Torches hung from the columns, and the Dining Pavilion overlooked the gorgeous sea below. There was a bronze brazier the size of a bathtub in the middle of the Dining Pavilion, and a fire burned and blazed inside. Tables were set up all throughout the area that the Greek columns surrounded, each covered with a white cloth with a purple trim. A thin, gray crack ran through the middle of the Dining Pavilion, making the area a bit more imperfect.

The sea reflected the blinding radiance of the Sun. It was a beautiful blue, with yellow from the image of the Sun. The waves lapsed against the soft, light tan sand, making the sand a shade darker. Rocks nor seaweed was nowhere to be found, and it looked as if the beach was cleaned of litter every day. The sand unveiled a few shells that varied in color, shape, and size here and there, but they were barely noticeable unless you actually focused. In other words, the sea looked like the ones in the paradise magazines.

"Woah," Lynn breathlessly said in awe. "It looks so beautiful."

Nico shrugged and shoved his fists into his front dark jean pockets. "We are on Long Island. Are you getting food or what? I need to teach you your new powers as a child of the Big Three."

Lynn tore her eyes away from the stunning sight of the sea. "Right." She chuckled lightly. "Sorry."

Nico shook his head, indicating he didn't need an apology. Nico led her over to a specific table in the back of the Dining Pavilion, and they took a seat across from each other.

"This is the Hades table," Nico began to explain. "This is where you have to sit when at the Dining Pavilion. It's part of the rules here at camp. Same with the cabins, you can't visit any other cabin but yours."

Lynn sighed. "That's a shame." She shrugged her shoulders. "But it's okay, I never liked to be around so many people at such a new place." She rest her hands on her shoulders. "What are we going to do first? I can skip lunch. I think I'm too excited to take the time to eat." She smiled to herself. "I guess it's just dinner then."

Nico nodded. "Suit yourself. I have to get your weapon for you. What would you prefer to fight with?"

Lynn's face lit up. "We're fighting?! Oh that is so cool. I've always been waiting for this moment, like seriously." Lynn shook her head. "But anyway, back to the point. I think…am I allowed to have duelblades? I mean, you already have a sword, so I thought that I should go with have two swords."

Nico nodded. "I got it. It's going to be made of the same material as my sword." He set his sword upon the table. "It's made of Stygian Iron, the material our dad uses for his weapons. I thought that you should get Stygian Iron instead of celestial bronze like all the other campers here."

"My name's unique, and so will my weapon! I'm way too excited for this! And that's saying something. I am never excited." Lynn stuck her hand out, but pulled away. "Am I allowed to touch its blade?"

Nico glanced up at Lynn and shook his head. "I don't mind."

Lynn reached out and stroked the polished blade made of Stygian Iron—which was apparently the material that Hades used for his weapons. The Stygian Iron blade was blacker than the night, and so was its hilt. It reflected the Sun's rays, so that if you tilted the sword at the right angle it could blind you like the Sun. There was a slightly lighter spot on the sword, indicating the reflection of the Sun. The blade was so dark, you could barely make out the reflection.

"It's so beautiful," Lynn whispered. She took her hands off and stared up at Nico again. "So, I'll be having two swords like this?"

Nico nodded. "They'll be more useful once you train more with them and get used to handling them. But for now, I think we should hone your demigod powers. Like, controlling the earth and shadows, summoning the dead, and shadow-travelling."

Lynn nodded and exasperatedly sighed. "That's a lot of work."

"We have all summer. I think you'll be fine. It didn't take very long for me," Nico reassured.

"Who taught you? Since you know, there's no other Hades children here." Lynn asked.

"A ghost by the name of Minos taught me." Nico sighed, which said that Minos was obviously not a good memory. "It's a long story, but he tricked me into making him come to life by trading a soul for a soul."

Lynn stared, wide-eyed. "You sound like you've had quite the life. You know what they say: 'Yolo.'" Lynn rolled her eyes at her own comment. "Okay 'Yolo' is just stupid. I am never saying that again."

"Yolo! Yolo! Yolo!"

Lynn whipped her head around at a chanting Amitola, an annoyed-looking Will, and a very amused girl who had dark brown hair down to half her back. She wore a black skirt that hung down to her knees, which overlapped her Camp Half-Blood T-shirt. Amitola seemed to be wearing her camp T-shirt as well.

"Yolo! Yolo! Yolo!" Amitola chronically chanted, attempting to annoy Lynn.

"Oh. My. God. Please, shut up," Lynn pleaded, trying to suppress how annoyed she was.

"Then say I'm not fluffy!" Amitola wickedly smirked.

"Yeah, right." Lynn rolled her eyes. "Like I'll ever do that."

Amitola mischievously grinned. "Yolo! Yolo!"

"Okay, I am seriously hating you now," Lynn informed.

"Love you too!" Amitola grinned ear to ear.

"Nico, please help." Lynn turned around at a confused Nico di Angelo.

"We should start teaching you your powers." Nico sighed, getting up from his seat.

Lynn innocently shrugged. "You heard my brother. Well, half-brother. Uh, whatever, doesn't matter. See ya!" Lynn chased after her half-brother, who was steadily pacing himself towards Half-Blood Hill. She waved behind her back at Amitola and her two other presumable siblings, and turned around and sped herself up.

"How did you figure out shadow-travelling? Did Minos teach you?" Lynn tilted her head as Nico set his sword down next to him as he sat down on the summer green grass.

"Few accidental trips to China." Nico shrugged like it was something normal.

"China?!" Lynn stared at him, wide-eyed and bewildered.

"Yeah." Nico sighed. He motioned for Lynn to come closer, and he handed her his sword. Nico stood up, dusting himself off. "I'll shadow-travel to the Underworld to get your duelblades. For now, you should practice with your dependent hand, since you'll have to get used to fighting with both, and exerting the same amount of force and power through both."

Lynn nodded. "Thanks!" Lynn thanked as Nico disappeared into the shadows.

After Nico reappeared from behind a tree, making Lynn jump out of her skin and almost dropping Nico's sword, he handed her two perfectly polished and new Stygian Iron swords. They traded weapons, and Lynn tossed the sword up by two inches by the grip of the sword. She examined the beauty of the two swords, which looked identical to Nico's. The only difference was that there was a square, blood red ruby on the two swords on its thick cross-guard and on both sides of its pommel.

"This looks so cool." Lynn brightly smiled at Nico. She gestured towards the stunning ruby and tilted her head to the side. "How'd you know my favorite color is red?"

Nico shrugged. "I just though some jewels on your swords would suit you better. I just picked out the ruby, since it symbolizes passion, protection, and prosperity. It also looked…nice…I guess."

Lynn giggled. "Thanks, Nico. Every day I'm with you, I seem to learn so much about you. You're so…different from my real siblings." She cleared her throat. "In a good way of course," Lynn quickly added. She laughed. "Sorry, my real siblings are so hyper and upbeat."

Nico raised an eyebrow. "You don't seem like someone who would be hyper."

Lynn shrugged, raising her sword in her dominant hand—her right hand—to her face. She turned the blade side to side, examining it. "It kind of just depends, I guess. Sometimes I get super hyper when I'm full. Though, I don't know why. It's kind of weird. Ask Amitola and you'd know."

Nico slightly smiled. "I'm fine. She seems very," He paused to think of something, "amusing?"

Lynn laughed. "I would've said fluffy, but amusing works too. Or psychopath, or not the wife of Tom Hiddleston. Those all work."

Nico looked beyond confused. "What?"

Lynn laughed more, making Nico look more quizzical than ever. "It's a long story, I guess."

Nico decided to shrug it off. "We'll start training your demigod powers first. Let's start with controlling the earth and shadows. Once you learn how to control the shadows, you'll be able to shadow-travel."

Lynn nodded. "Okay, what do I do first?"

Nico exhaled. He eyed Lynn over. "Put your weapons down first. In an actual battle, you'll have to control the earth with your swords in hand, but for the sake of training, I suggest putting your weapons down so they won't get in the way. I'll get you a scabbard for them later. For now, just set them on the ground."

Lynn obeyed and tossed them onto the ground, a little far from her feet so that they wouldn't get in the way of her training.

"Okay." Nico made his way over to Lynn. "Stick your dominant hand out."

Lynn followed the instruction and stuck her right hand out in front of her, palm diagonally facing the ground.

"You feel this weird feeling in the pit of your stomach right?" Nico asked, not facing Lynn so that he wouldn't disrupt her concentration on the ground.

Lynn nodded. "It's been there ever since I woke up this morning. Is that normal or am I just hungry?"

Nico shook his head, a sign of a smile on his face. "That's just part of being one of Hades' children. I guess you can call it the energy that you use to use your powers."

"Okay, I got it. How do I use it?"

Nico sighed, trying to find a way to explain. "Just focus on the ground, the weird feeling in your stomach, and the palm of your hand. If your hand starts to feel heavy, you're doing it right. I won't explain any further until you tell me your hand's heavy. For now, we'll start off with that. Focus on the weird feeling in your stomach, keep your eyes on the ground where your palm is pointing at, and try to think of that weird feeling in your hand instead of your stomach."

Lynn inhaled, and after a brief moment she exhaled. She narrowed her eyes on the ground her palm currently faced. She exhaled deeply once more, focusing that weird feeling in her stomach in her raised hand instead. Her left hand started to feel heavy from all the blood rushing through due to gravity, but that's not what she desired. Surprisingly, her hand didn't get tired from being raised for too long. In class, whenever she had a question and raised her hand and the teacher didn't notice her, she would always have to switch between her two hands, since they got so tired from being raised in the air. Stupid gravity…it just had to make lives harder. Specifically, her life harder.

But at the moment, it didn't seem to affect her arm. Lynn assumed that it was just part of her being a demigod. She could feel Nico's gaze on her as she continued to concentrate and focus on that awkward feeling. Why was this so difficult for her? Things were never difficult when someone was teaching it to her. She was always a fast learner. Maybe that only applies to school. If only it applied to everything.

Lynn was starting to wonder whether or not Nico was getting bored. She would be, if she were him. She couldn't see Nico, but she knew that he was watching. Lynn never liked keeping people waiting, so she knew she would have to do this fast. Her mind started to wander, thinking if Nico was impatient. He didn't show any signs of being impatient, like tapping his foot or pacing around, but she still didn't like keeping him waiting.

She exhaled once more, and tried to pretend that the feeling wasn't in her stomach, but instead, in her hand. The grass where her palm faced started to stir, swaying back and forth. The weird thing was: there was no wind. No breeze to blow the grass, nothing. She focused on that area where the grass continuously swayed. It swayed back and forth ever so lightly, like it was dancing in the wind, despite the fact that there was no wind to be around during this time in summer.

Her hand started to feel heavy. She realized the swaying grass was caused by her. Lynn felt utterly successful. But, it wasn't time to cheer yet.

Nico seemed to realize that her hand felt heavy. He cleared his throat, making Lynn flinch. "Don't look at me; you'll only lose your concentration. We don't want that. Your hand is heavy because, well, everything has weight. You're pretty much holding up the weight of the earth, just not directly. From here, it's pretty simple. Just raise your hand like you're carrying that part of the earth with one hand.

"If you want to form the earth, you'll have to shoot your hand up in a different motion. For instance, if you want to change the earth into a pointed spike, you'll have to briskly shoot your hand diagonally, with your hand facing diagonal like you're in…karate class or something. Just slash your hand in the diagonal form of a side of a mountain. If you want it to be a wall, you have to make your hand into a fist and hold it in front of you like you're blocking with a shield.

"Everything you do when controlling the earth is indirect. Oh, by the way, when a child of Hades controls the earth, it automatically turns into obsidian, so if you want to make a wall made of earth, it'll be made of obsidian instead. It's harder and more durable, so it's better that way anyway. Got it?"

Lynn nodded. She brought her hand up in front of her in a swift motion, forming her hand into a fist. The earth shot up into a wall and solidified around her on all sides except for her behind. The wall wasn't made of earth, but instead, with obsidian. It was completely smooth with no cracks or ridges to be found. It reflected the Sun's rays off of its flawless, black surface. It curved so that it could protect Lynn's sides as well as her front. The wall stood about three feet away from her on three sides.

She gaped at her work with wild eyes. "Oh…my God! This looks amazing!"

Nico chuckled. "Good job. Don't forget that feeling, though. You'll need it for when you're controlling the shadows and when you're shadow-travelling."

Lynn exasperatedly sighed. "I forgot there was more. So, when I'm in battle, I have to do that?" She waved her arms towards the black obsidian wall. "But faster?!"

Lynn groaned in protest when Nico nodded. "You'll do fine. Once you get used to it, it'll be easier.

"I hope you're right," Lynn grumbled with a hint of annoyance.

Nico sighed when he could sense that Lynn was growing fatigue. "We'll take a break first. The more you use your demigod powers, the more you'll become tired. That's why you can't use your powers as much when in battle, unless you've got a lot of stamina."

"So, that's when my sword training kicks in, right?" Lynn asked for certainty. She glanced at the obsidian wall, unsure of what to do with it now. "And, what do we do with this wall?"

"Right," Nico answered. "And, I'll take care of that." He lifted up his hand—palms facing outward—and slowly pushed it down, the wall following Nico's movements. It sunk into the ground like a gate lowering into the ground, until it disappeared and looked as if there were no disturbance with the earth. "For now," Nico started, "we should go to the sword arena. I'll teach you and demonstrate the basics. You won't have to do anything except for watching and learning, since you're pretty tired for attempting to use your powers for the first time. You'll get used to it once you use them more. When you get more energy, we can spar against each other for a little while once you've got the basics."

"Okay." Lynn nodded in agreement. "That sounds good.