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She sighed dejectedly.
All of these events are happening really fast- really fast that she almost couldn't take it.
First, the Giant war was over.
Second, she and her boyfriend unofficially broke up.
Third, he decided to side with the enemies for another war.
Fourth, the bad side sort of won and captured her mother and her other godly relatives for their own 'fun' purposes.
Fifth, a man clad in white comes to her and offers a way for her to get his boyfriend, or mother, or whoever loved ones, back. Then that man happened to be Aether, the primordial of heavens, who was no doubt a great opposite of the primordial of Hell.
It may just have gotten a lot worse. She gets informed that she gets to be the peacemaker- sorry, keeper. There is still peace, and she has this amazingly easy job of keeping it plenty. And obviously, that means preventing the dark side from doing anything extremely good for her taste. Please note the sarcasm in her thoughts.
She groaned in frustration. What have I gotten myself into? She thought as she swung her feet off the bed onto the floor. She closed her eyes briefly, collecting herself. She looked up to find big, sparkling yellow eyes looking worriedly into her own grey ones. She sighed again.
"Good mo- what time is it anyway?" she asked the daughter of Aether confusedly. Abby smiled apologetically.
"Judging from where the sun rises and where it is in the sky now, I'd say that it is sunrise. But the truth is, sorry, I don't know."
Annabeth was still confused. Why wouldn't they know the time? Is this place all suns and light and no moon and darkness? Well, considering the people who rules the place, it made sense. She nodded and stood up to go to the bathroom. After freshening up, she changed into her denim shorts that somehow managed to make its way to her, and a cream colored T-shirt with a Greek and Latin writing of 'Camp Memories'. Sounds like a photo album title if you ask her, but wore the top nonetheless.
For reasons she can't explain, the clothing she was wearing reminded her of Camp Half-Blood. It just felt so… Familiar. Homey. Even if she hadn't worn the T-shirt before. It sent her a peculiar feeling of… Home.
Annabeth followed the daughter of Aether out of their barracks. Something came to her, suddenly. If the clothing reminded her of Camp, the place reminded her of the other camp, the camp's Roman counterpart: Camp Jupiter. They don't exactly do all the Roman training here, but with a mix of Greek as well. Where the campers would stay are the barracks, where they would eat is in the mess hall, there was a camp forge and an armory, and there was also a Roman bath house just near the barracks. They have a forest like Camp Half-Blood, but also a battlefield for the war games like Camp Jupiter.
All in all, it was like she was looking at Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter fused together. And it was so peaceful looking.
In reality, the two camps tried to fuse like that. They were in good terms, but got into occasional fights that sometimes got out of hand. Obviously, the architects wanted to build instead of destroying them, and these fights would not make them possible. So they gave up on it.
Anyway, looking back, Abby showed her around the Camp. She met a few good people: Steven, Jessica, Catherine, Tony, Madison and Dalton, Nicolas, and much more people. She also almost fainted in surprise that Charles was there. Charles. Charles Beckendorf. Silena was there too, with him. Lee was there as well, hanging out with Michael when Annabeth saw them. She realized one thing once she met those four, and was asking a question in her brain right now.
Where was he?
For a second she got real scared, thinking that maybe, her brother figure joined on the other side instead of this side like her other friends did. She thought that- noooo, please don't. Taking deep breath's to calm herself, she tuned back in to what Abby was telling her.
"-is the headquarters… or castle if you want to be straight with it. That was where you were yesterday. We come in there for meetings, talks, and other stuff. The infirmary is in there, too," she explained as she turned to Annabeth for any questions to be shot her way.
Annabeth furrowed her eyebrows. "Meetings for what? And what other stuff?"
Abby blinked. "Oh. Well uh, meetings for the… next move… you know," she explained, shifting her feet uncomfortably. "And, well, since you're the new peacekeeper and all, you'd go in there. A lot."
The daughter of Athena frowned. "New peacekeeper? Who was the last one?"
Instead of answering, Abby's eyes traveled behind her companion, her face stretching into a wide smile. She turned back to the grey-eyed demigod, her smile turning sheepish. "I'm sorry, but I got to go. I'll call someone over for you to continue the tour. Say, I'll get Tony? See you!"
Annabeth blinked as she stared at where the daughter of Aether ran of to, her whitish blonde hair floated behind her running figure. Just then, she felt a light tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see grinning Michael. Lee was behind him.
"Hey Annabeth!"
"Hi," she replied, forcing a smile.
They frowned. "Why so gloomy?"
"Oh, nothing. Now leave me-"
"'Scuse me. Annabeth?"
The said daughter of Athena turned to the newcomer. She almost gasped. She saw beautiful sea green eyes, unruly, jet black hair, an upturned nose and a goofy smile. She almost hugged him if she didn't know better. He looked exactly like him. She sighed.
"Tony, right?"
The said son of Poseidon nodded. "Abby kinda asked me to continue your camp tour, so here I am. And…" His gaze flitted to the two Apollo brothers. "What are you doing here?"
Michael grinned at him. He put an arm around his shoulder. "Tony, my friend!" he exclaimed. "How nice of you nicely ask me that! You want a song? Archery lessons? Haikus?"
Tony shook his head frantically. "No thanks." He turned back to Annabeth who was now crying on Lee's shoulder. Michael's jaw dropped in shock. Tony's face just twisted in plain confusion to both: Annabeth crying, and Michael's, erm… Jaw dropping session, which now turned into fish imitation session.
"A-Annabeth? Are you crying?"
Lee gave his brother a weird look before comforting Annabeth. She kept her head down and walked with the three boys to the camp, talking softly about the past events. Tony felt intruding in this- he didn't know his half-brother, he wasn't from their timeline and yet here he was listening to them. But he couldn't keep his curiosity to himself so he just decided to listen in.
Annabeth explained the things that happened in the past month. All of it. She didn't leave out a thing of what she knows. Or so she thought that she didn't leave something out.
Tony, Michael and Lee found themselves scowling. The son of Poseidon and the two sons of Apollo wore two different expressions. One was betrayal and anger. The other was realization and slight suspicion. There has to be something that made him go all mad like that, he thought, The children of Poseidon's fatal flaws is loyalty. Something must have angered him greatly to the point that he sided with the enemy. And to the point that he took his own father to torment. This was really bad.
He voiced his thoughts to them. Michael and Lee looked torn between agreeing and disagreeing. Annabeth, though, remained silent. This added to his suspicion more. He grunted and tactfully changed the subject. "Anyhow, Michael, Lee, I've got someone to tour, thanks." He nodded at them as they obliged and ran off.
"I'm sorry to intervene on your… quality time."
The five teens scoffed. They were having a good day hanging out with their favorite godly relatives until someone had to ruin the fun. The messenger ran into them panting, bringing a message that they needed to leave- much to the gods' relief, and the teens' disappointment. But before they did, they gave their relatives one more, erm, 'thing', before going out and laughing their heads off. Good times, good times.
They heard them clearing their throats awkwardly. "Sorry again, but this one is important. The enemy I was talking about-"
"Went to CHB? Helped them out? Watch things?" one of them interrupted. Another one of them sighed exasperatedly at his behavior. "Sorry about that, Master."
The scruffy voice grunted. "I won't have any of that. But yes, he is correct, though it hasn't happened yet. That's where you come in."
The teens murmured to each other in excitement except for one- who was currently babbling to his companion. "See Omega? I'm right! I'm correct!"
"For once," Omega mumbled, before deciding to get to the point straight ahead. "What do you want us to do?"
"Hmm," the feminine voice mused. "What do you want to do with them?"
"Uh, show 'em who's boss?"
"Nail them with arrows."
"Kick them where it hurts."
"I'm not going say something else…"
"Kill them!"
Their female master chuckled lightly. "Very forward of you, Mario."
"Uh- huh," he sputtered. "Yeah. So… we could do that?"
"Yes…" the deep voice of their master trailed off, then adding, "You can't."
They assumed that his smile fell at that, as he became unusually quiet. A few moments after, he said in a high-pitched, whiny voice,
"Whaaaat? Why not?"
"Let's forget about the reason. The thing that you need to do is get at least two of you to that camp and another two of you in the other. Those four would see what the enemy group wants and does. The one that remains will torment them so they would be reaching camp the hard way, get followers, and not let things get out of hand."
Omega's voice sung, "Well obviously, I'll be that 'Chosen One'. You people have fun and try not to kill each other. Yet. Especially you, Mario."
"Yeah, tha- HEY!"
"Oh come now, Omega," Dianne whined. "That's just not fair. Having all the fun while we have a living Tartarus." She sputtered, realizing what she just said. "Uh… uh, um, no offence Master."
"Yeah!" Kaemon agreed, ignoring Dianne's previous words. "We get the really hard job of spying on them-"
"Hard. Really?" Omega asked him sarcastically. "Don't you worry. I'll be up above you while doing my extremely easy job of watching over you. Especially Mario."
"Why do I always-!"
"Shut up!" Everyone laughed at that.
"Enough of this," the deep voice scolded. "You will be leaving the day after tomorrow, because their group would leave the day after that. You may leave, but Omega, please stay for a while."
His friends gave out an accusing 'oooh', much to his annoyance. He opened one eye and glared at them through it as most of them leave the chamber with grins on their faces, temporarily forgetting that they'd have to put up with people in the camps. He pouted at them as the last one, Dianne, winked at him and waved at him with her fingers, before turning around fully and running off. He had to grin at that.
Embracing the silence, he returned back to his conversation and concentrated once again. Once he is certain that the Masters can hear him, he asked,
"What is it, Master?"