About 2 years later I stood at the tip of the mountain and looked at San Francisco. Nothing much had changed out there since I came here. However, I had changed. I had become a Warrior by Titan standards, which meant I could stand up to pretty much any mortal or demigod hero and win hands down, and along with my control over time, Sara had, at my request taught me a whole bunch of a mind control touch magic (I preferred to do it with a kiss; it seemed more possessive that way.) Now I was only awaiting Sara to fetch me so that I could help bring down that Camp half-blood. I snickered at their misleading name. It should be called Camp of the Weakling Demigods. I am a half blood. They're most certainly not. There was a sudden cracking noise behind me. I whirled around, sword appearing out of my ring to skewer any attacker. Sara was cowering a little ways below me while holding her hands up in fear. "Oh sorry" I said and dropped my guard. She smiled hesitantly. "It's OK, Milady. I should be the one apologizing to you for startling you." I sighed in exasperation. "Why do you still call me 'Milady' or 'My lady'?" I asked her. She fidgeted uncomfortably. "Lord Kronos commanded us all to treat you like we would treat him." I grimaced but conceded defeat. "So is my father ready for the assault?" "Actually," she stated nervously. "he requested that you speak with him as soon as you hear this." Although I was confused, I immediately started to jog down the mountain. I had learned that my father was not one to be kept waiting; even for me. Sara spoke up suddenly from behind, "I can magic us down, my lady; I have recently passed that test with my mother." I considered this, and accepted the offer. "OK, go ahead." She reached out, took my hand, closed her eyes in concentration and the world grew dark for a second. When my vision was clear again we were in front of the throne room doors. I nodded my thanks to her and knocked twice on the left door. Luke opened the door and gestured me in. "My lady" he said respectfully and shut himself out, meaning this was a private talk between me and my father. I could feel my golden eyes glowing more than usual in anticipation. I waited respectfully for him to speak, though in my mind I was already cutting down those Demigods who pretended to accept me, but when they learned who I was rejected me. I was pushed out of my thoughts when Father spoke. "Katastrophe," He said in his metal on metal sounding voice. I answered back in as clear a tone as I could manage. "Yes, Father?" "You will not be in the assault on Camp half blood." My head shot up in shock but I bit my tongue and waited in silence for more. "I have been in contact with an augur from another demigod camp called Camp Jupiter. It seems the world has changed since He has informed me of the location of this Camp, and I would like you to lead the assault with the 'Ones who don't belong here'{ AN: the badass council} on that camp, while Kampe attacks Camp half blood. Understood?" I swallowed my argument; whenever my father does something it's always for a reason. "Of course, father." "Only take prisoners of worthy opponents and turn them to our cause one by one." He continued, referring to my Kiss."And one last thing," Father said in an ominous tone. "There will be a son of Jupiter, or Zeus, there. Take him alive and if anyone kills him, they will die a true death monster or Demigod." I nodded, already knowing his logic. If we could capture and 'convert' the boy, depending on his age, we could have control over the prophecy. I allowed myself a small sigh. "Understood." I left at once to muster my forces and the Ones to attack as soon as the evening struck.