"Diet Coke?"

I nod as my half brother, Pollux Astraea, hands me a Diet Coke from a cooler in the corner. We both are leaning up against a pool table as my father, Dionysus or Mr. D, settles into a comfortable looking beanbag chair.

I can't help but snort at the family resemblance between the three of us. All of us have some form of ratty hair, homely appearances, on the fuller side weight wise, dark purple eyes that almost looked black, and tacky looking animal print clothes. Somehow it seems right that we should all look so much alike sipping on Diet Cokes in a shadowed room.

"What's so funny?" My Dad asked, plunking a single bushy eyebrow up.

"We are an ugly as fuck crew."

Dad and Pollux laughed to varying degrees, Pollux laughing so hard he almost fell over and Dad just chuckled softly. The three of us sat in a comfortable silence after that, both of the males glare daggers at me when I slurp up the last of my soda.

"I have only ever asked on thing of my children." My father said calmly, taking a long sip of his soda before looking at Pollux and I with a harsh laser focus. "Don't be a hero. If you haven't noticed I don't have many of you, in the last thirty years I've had only six Demigod children. Do you want to know what happen to my other children."

"They graduated from camp, lead longs fulfilling lives, and died of old age in their sleep surrounded by family." Pollux quipped sarcastically. "Or did they die young?"

"I think the oldest one lived to their sixteenth year, Arnold Astrophel was his name, he like all the others die a long, painful, and drawn out hero's death. Are you understanding me?" I nodded solemnly, jumping slightly when I felt Pollux's cold hand grab onto mine. "Pollux why don't you help your sister unpack."

"Unpack? I kind of left in a hurry, you know the whole arrows flying out of the sky and voices in my head. All my stuff is at home behind my locked door, the police probably got called to break up the party hours ago but I still doubt…"

"Pollux will lend you some clothes for the time being, once I'm sure it's safe we'll send you to pick up some stuff. Now you two should leave, in a half an hour everyone will be waking up and frankly Genma you look like someone tried to kill you."

"They didn't?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, letting Pollux pull me away by our linked hands. I sighed as the door shut behind us and Pollux lead me towards, what I assume is, our cabin. "You people have a weird way of welcoming."

"You should have seen how my brother and I ended up here. Let's just say, a car crash is alot less flashy and safer."

"So how many people do we have in our cabin? Sally, you know Peter's mom, told me bit and pieces. Do we have a lot of campers like Ares' Cabin or a few like the' big three'? Gods what a stupid name and that pack was doomed from the start. The gods are hornier than teenage boy, excluding our father that is." I ignored the rumbling thunder above me. " I've never had to share a lot with others, my mom spoiled me a lot as a kid so she wouldn't have to deal with me."

"Don't worry." Pollux said darkly. "It's only us in our cabin."

"I thought you had a brother-"

"He died, almost two years ago."

"Oh." I mumbled weakly as Pollux sank sadly into a bunk the second we walked into a cabin with a large purple twelve painted on it. I couldn't help but snort at the obnoxious amount of grape vines scattered about, serious moment or not, this cabin made her embarrassed to be a daughter of Dionysus.

I hummed a off key rendition of 'Run this town' as I looked for some clothes to wear. I soon settled on a pair of dark purple jeans, a black wife better with the words 'dizzy juice' written in a red Hawaiian floral print, and a oversize cheetah print button up thrown on over top.

Once dresses I took a minute to through my greasy blond hair in a ponytail, annoying ass pink cheetah print bangs falling slightly into my eye. Honestly I ruined my hair trying to dyed it, I had bleached my already white causing some parts to look green and the pink hant step properly leaving strange globs of pink throughout my hair.

"You look like a girl about to do the walk of shame." Pollux said plainly.

"No I don't." I chime "A walk of shame is the girl who I once found buck ass naked the in my bathtub the night after a party. Needless to say I never saw the girl again."

"Ready for breakfast."

"Almost."

I turn to look Pollux dead in the eyes, mustering the courage to say the three words I've only dared tell one other person. "I have cancer."