Before we come to the chapter, there is something I just need to mention.

I understand that many find the idea of incest to be disgusting and quite honestly, I do not condone it in real life. But some of the things you have left in the reviews are just low blows.

I have deleted some of the reviews I disliked the most, but also left one or two to show people what one just shouldn't do.

Leaving constructive reviews is a good thing, but writing one just for the sake of showing your dislike is just stupid. Writing two reviews to show your dislike for the same thing leaves me at a loss for words.

Meister Fallon, you do realize that the PJO series is actually full of sugarcoated incest that had been tempered with to make it kid friendly, don't you? I realize that it's a theme that might make some people uncomfortable, but I did leave a warning at the beginning of the story. And you leaving me this review, just shows all of us how much respect you have for fanfiction authors. You couldn't even take some of your time to read my first author's note where I explicitly warned that there would be some incest in the future chapters.

Because of that you wasted however long it took you to read twelve chapters and then found nothing better to do but leave such senseless reviews.

Congratulations for your own stupidity. Well done.

Another thing that bothered me about your review was that sentence:

''This is probably one of the most craziest self inserts I've seen in awhile, which is saying something considering Solangelo is becoming more common than straightNico ships. You know, since it's canon. ''

I'm not sure if I'm interpreting too much into it(If I am, then I'm truly sorry.), but are you homophobic or something? I have a good friend who is homosexual, so I can only tell you that such a dislike is not cool.

Anyway, thanks for discouraging me from writing for such a long time. Do note the sarcasm.

Oh, and if you haven't noticed, those thanks were to all the people who thought it would be funny to leave me hateful reviews.

sasuhina542000

Summary: Death gained a whole new appeal the moment I became a daughter of Hades. Self-Insert

Have fun.


Chapter 13

The Turning Point


"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened."
― Dr. Seuss


Perseus Jackson.

I always imagined that our first meeting would be something worth going down in history. Something that the future generations would talk about as if it were a myth. I thought that maybe just for a second the world would stop turning, only to continue spinning thrice as fast.

When I thought about our first meeting, the thing that came to my mind was a battlefield. I did not know if we would be fighting side by side or against each other, but thought the latter one to be more fitting.

Imagine that, we, the children of the Big Three, colliding in battle. The powers of the Sea and the Dead pushing against each other, neither wanting to give in.

Then, when all suddenly seemed to be lost, my two siblings would swoop in and together we would bring honor to our father.

Or something along those lines.

Actually, I could have even imagined us meeting in camp for the first time. We would have only been there because of the Fates and their often times cruel jokes, but our meeting would have still been more significant than it actually was.

Long story short, I bumped into Perseus Jackson and did not even realize who he was.

I literarily mumbled an apology and then proceeded to shove the blonde girl behind him out of my way. Before they completely disappeared out of my sight, I heard the girl say something about 'rude people and their impossible behavior'.

I felt insulted. Manners were the one thing mother always insisted on. If I hadn't caught sight of my brother, I might have even turned around to show her my middle finger. Not the most lady-like thing to do, but it would have certainly made me feel better.

As it was, I just joined my siblings on the way to dinner.

''Where have you been, Nora? We searched almost everywhere for you.'' Nico asked when I finally reached them. His gaze was turned from me towards the entrance of the dinning room. The smell of chicken and pizza was heavy in the air. ''Besides, we told you to wait for us at the reception.''

Rolling my eyes slightly, I smiled at my brother's silliness. ''And I did wait, promise. But you took just so long. I got bored and decided to start looking for you.''

''Yes, of course. It's all our fault. How could we have let you wait so long, Princess Nora?'' He mock bowed to underline his sarcastic statement.

Harder than necessary, I patted his shoulder. ''You're forgive, my loyal servant.''

We would have probably continued for the next few hours, if Bianca hadn't interfered. She slapped the back of our heads and showed with her right hand towards the dinning room. ''As much as I enjoy your bickering, I would enjoy eating dinner even more.''

Straightening up, I nodded my head in agreement. ''My apologies, Queen Bianca.''

''Yes, I hope you will accept our deepest apologies, Queen Bianca.'' Nico bowed once again, sending our older sister a mocking grin.

By the Gods, I loved my siblings.

''Aye, aye. Thy Queen did not expect any other behavior from commoners such as yourself. All is forgiven as long as we start moving towards our dinner soon.'' Amused and irritated at the same time, Bianca gave us a stern look and moved gracefully past us.

Laughing loudly, I followed my sister's steps. She guided us through the tight crowd, elbowing a few people aside on the way. Not many actually still cared about anything but their addictive games and food.

Unfortunately, even we could not resist the Lotus charm completely.

The dinning room was just as crowded as the rest of the hotel. It was very large with a high ceiling. Half of it was filled with tables where the guest could eat at, the other half held a large buffet.

Obviously, we walked towards the part with the food.

''Here.'' I said, holding a plate in Bianca's direction after picking it up from a table to my right. Her left hand reached out for it and gently took the plate from my own. Subsequently I gave Nico one as well and received a 'thanks' in return.

My gaze wandered around the room. There were many different containers, made of metal, glass or plastic, on about a dozen of tables. Staying together while gathering the food would make no sense. ''How about we meet here in fifteen minutes?''

Nico grunted and opened a container to our right. Inside were some baked potatoes. One of them landed on his plate.

Rolling her eyes at our brother's rude behavior, Bianca nodded her head in agreement. ''Sure.''

And just like that, we went our separate ways. I moved towards the waffle section, while my siblings stayed near the hearty food.

My choice of the day was a fresh and warm Belgian waffle with strawberries, raspberries and blueberries. At the top I put a large portion of whipped cream and chocolate sauce.

I really did know the meaning of the word 'healthy'.

Before going to our meeting place, I got a glass of juice for myself. It was some kind of mix of pineapple and peach. Never knew a juice like that existed.

Going back to my siblings took me longer than I expected. There was some special fondue event today, so many people gathered near one of the tables. Few let me through by just asking, thus I had to push many of them aside. Once I almost lost hold of my plate which would have ended with my clothes being dirtied and me looking like a pig.

''Do you actually know the meaning of 'being punctual', Nora?'' Nico was the only one waiting for me at our meeting place. He was leaning his body against a table and looking at me with slightly narrowed eyes. ''Bianca is already sitting at our table.''

Smiling apologetically, I nudged his hip with my own. ''Come, come, brother. If we don't join Bianca soon, she might end up eating your dinner.''

Nico shook his head. ''And whose fault would that be?''

''Oh?'' I drawled, not at all bothered by his accusation. ''Shall we go now or do you wish to stay here for a little longer?''

Together we waited till a small group of people got past us. Then Nico grabbed my hand and tugged me towards the sitting area. Maneuvering through the crowd was easier for him because of his height. He did not have to watch out for people who could easily trample him. There just weren't that many of those here.

Me on the other hand, well, that was a whole other story.

Upon reaching the section with the tables we started to look out for Bianca's familiar form. Although I expected to be on the lookout for more than ten minutes, we ended up finding our sister after a few seconds.

She was sitting at a nearby table right next to a large window. From what I could see, half of the food from her plate was already gone and the rest would certainly follow soon. On her right stood what I presumed to be my twin's plate, untouched.

Luck seemed to be on his side today.

Approaching the table slowly, I made sure Bianca knew of our presence. She could most likely feel us at such a close proximity, but there was always the chance of the large crowd hindering our abilities. Startling our sister wouldn't end good.

''You know, the polite thing to do would have been to wait for us before starting to eat your dinner.'' I remarked, knowing that such a statement would irritate my sister.

I did not receive the predicted reaction. Instead of giving me a snide comment or berating me for my lateness, Bianca chose to answer calmly with an even voice. ''I forgot something in our room and have to get it before we go to the casino this evening. Besides I wanted to take a shower earlier but didn't find the right time, so I might as well do it now.''

Absently I flexed my fingers and sat down on the chair opposite my sister. ''I guess that's a good enough reason.''

''But do stay in the room.'' Smirking slightly, Nico lowered himself onto his chair. ''I don't wont a repeat of our earlier situation.''

Finishing her last piece of chicken, Bianca pushed her plate aside and pulled a bowl of pudding from the middle of the table in front of herself. ''Sì, sì, fratellino.''

There is one thing I need to mention at this very moment. The Belgian waffle was heavenly. The fruits on it sweet and luscious and the chocolate sauce fit perfectly.

I could have probably told you way more about my food if it weren't for my sibling's laughter catching my attention. ''What?''

They did not stop laughing at me, however, Bianca did managed to answer my question. Surprisingly, or maybe not so much, happiness and mirth danced in both of their eyes. ''It's astounding how such small things can make you so happy.''

''Happy?'' Bewildered, that's how I felt.

''Yes, happy.'' Taking a sip from his glass, Nico smiled. ''I think you sometimes forget that we feel what you feel. And out of the three of us, you're the easiest to make happy.''

The easiest to make happy, huh? Perhaps they were right. Perhaps it was easy to make me happy. ''That's probably the only reason for why you keep me around. To leech off my happiness.''

Bianca giggled softly. ''Why else would anyone want you, sorellina?''

''You wound me, sister.'' Putting a hand to my heart, I let out a melodramatic sight. ''How can you say something like that?''

Instead of answering, she put a spoonful of chocolate pudding into her mouth. I could literarily feel the love.

Hearing the call of my waffle, I continued eating it slowly, so that I could enjoy it to the fullest. I really did not get why some people stuffed all their food into their mouths and ate it without really knowing the taste.

I bit down on a rather sour blueberry and looked up at my sister who had just stood up from her chair. She had a small content smile on her face that let me know that I had done something right.

I had nothing against sharing my happiness with my siblings.

''I think I'll go now. Do try to eat a little faster, Nora, or we will miss today's event.'' With 'event' she meant some kind of special show that was taking place in the casino in a few hours. I had no idea about what was awaiting us, however, I was curious and a bit cautious. Rarely did surprises end good for us.

Waving goodbye with my left hand, I stuffed another piece of the sweet goddess into my mouth. ''We'll be there in twenty.''

''So an hour then?'' Bianca joked, but somehow it didn't really sound like that much of a joke. I wasn't really that bad, was I?

My dearest older sister did not wait for an answer, only turned around and started walking out of the dinning hall and towards our room. Bianca's hair, that was longer than mine and reached about mid-back, moved with her.

Turning towards my brother with a deadpan expression, I asked, ''What is it today? The All Against Nora Day?'' Seeing the wide grin on his face, I stopped him from answering by putting a hand onto his mouth. ''You know what? Don't answer that.''

Yeah, it certainly was.


They had lost the girl. The one that had bumped into him just seconds ago.

Her petite body had collided with his own and had surprisingly send him tumbling slightly backwards. Percy did not expect to be actually pushed back by a girl that was more than a head smaller than him.

But she did and thus he was left surprised and slightly miffed after he watched her push Annabeth carelessly out of her way and continue without uttering an apology to the Daughter of Athena.

The dark haired girl disappeared in the crowd just as Grover noticed that there was something different about her. That she wasn't fully mortal. ''She's a demigod.'' Eyes widening, he shouted. ''Stop her!''

By the time those words left his friend's lips, the girl was long gone. And even for a satyr it wouldn't have been an easy task to find one of his kind in such a crowd.

''Rude. That's what she is as well.'' Annabeth muttered under her breath, the irritation at the stranger's behavior and their own carelessness more than evident in her voice.

The Son of Poseidon rubbed his head, his eyes had dark circles under them because of their long travel and the accompanying stress. ''She can't have gotten that far. Let's just look in that direction. Don't forget, we stay together.''

And so they started walking in the girl's general direction. As it turned out, that choice hadn't been their wisest idea. The small group came upon a crossroad not even five minutes later.

Left our right, that was the question.

''We should go right. That's where the dinning hall is. If she went to her room, we wont find her anyway. In this direction we have a realistic chance.'' Annabeth pointed out and used her hand to show them the right direction.

There was nothing wrong with the plan—Even if it wasn't that much of a plan to begin with.—so Percy decided that it would be wise to follow her suggestion. ''Sure.''

Later he would come to wish they gone left. It might have changed the outcome of their whole mission.