A/n: As I said, I will be updating as much as possible. So here it is. And just to warn you; I will, be making the chapters much, much, longer. RRF and enjoy.

Thalia's Pov;

It's hard not to notice Nico's change in character when Percy and Grover left us. I mean, it was because of them that he is here now. I've know Percy and Grover for longer though, so I'm sure I'm feeling the most pain.

Right?

Here I am, not being able to sleep because of Nico. Damn him for being sad. Oh well, I guess I am the one who is to comfort him. Over the past few days I've also notice how this new Aphrodite camper, not Piper, she's fine. She's called Arobella, and she is pissing me off. Nico may have not noticed, but she keeps flirting with him. She keeps being modest and shy around him, acting as if she is too embarrassed to do anything. Literally, she walks like a cripple.

Annabeth has changed to; it's not every day that you lose the person you love because he was trying to save you. I hope Nico would do that for me too, he seems like a person to do that. I'm surprised how Annabeth is taking this though; I thought she would be strong like she normally is, fighting anything that stepped in her way. But right now, she's weak. She doesn't even try to fight the walls blocking her way. When she talks it just comes out all slurry, her hair is frail in the morning, supposedly if she does come out of her cabin in the morning. I know she doesn't like people taking pity on her, so I try my best not to. That's why I leave her in peace to let her think about what's happening. Hell, I'm sure I would be worse.

With all this thinking, I'm afraid it's going to be a long night.

Nico's Pov;

I rise up early in the morning before the sun rises to see how the stars disappear and how the sun blocks its view of the world around us. Plus, I like the dark. I crouch down next to my cabin wall, basking in the darkness of the sky and the yellow light gleaming from the moon. I clambered up the walls of my cabin on to the roof, making sure not to slip and fall. I took one last jump to the edge of the roof and clutched upon it tightly, making sure not to slip.

I lay down on the flat roof, giving me a good view of the camp. I just realised how the cabins have no windows, only the light inside the room to brighten up the cabin. I wonder how it is to have other people in your cabin with you, talking together about your day and what you hope for tomorrow. But I know I won't experience that, even if I do get another camper in my room. I know that our dark personalities won't even give us hope of talking together; if we do it will only escalate in to an argument.

I look at the sun finally rising, giving a healthy glow of light and darkness around me. It looked beautiful, soft and gentle; just like Thalia's electric blue eyes. But her eyes have that little spark that she gets from her father, showing relations to the lord of the sky. All I have is the nothingness and darkness in mine. Which I must admit, is pretty cool. But I would rather have eyes which someone would actually stare at, the type of eyes which could melt someone's heart, not have them wince or look away quickly. The only person who actually would look into my eyes is Thalia, and even I know that would be a challenge, I can't guess how depressed my eyes might make her.

I gaze up at the sky once more to see the full light of the day, the rising sun. I looked away, cautious of blinding myself if I look at it for far too long. I jumped down from the roof and stepped into my cabin so no-one else would know I'm up.

I jump in my bad and blanket myself with my duvet. I loosen up and drift away my dreams.

I got awaken by a loud knock on my door, showing hints of frustration. I slowly stepped out of my bed, bringing my lovely midnight black duvet with me, and curiously opened the door.

"Good morning Nico, had another good sleep alone tonight?" Claire, an Aphrodite camper who once caught me and Thalia kissing; well I hope only once.

"Yes, it's better than listening to your ear-piercing voice." I groaned, signalling that I'm tired.

"You're so mean." She teased. "But it's time to go to the pavilion to eat, so if I were you I would brush my hair and replace my duvet with some clothes. Perhaps I could choose for you?"

"I would rather die." I answered harshly, closing the door in her face.

"If you do die you will only see your father there, and we all know that you don't really like your father that much." She exclaimed. I could tell she left after those words by the noise of her high heels on the flags.

"Will she ever leave me alone?" I asked myself. I threw my duvet on the bed, not bothering to straighten it. It's not like its inspection day... is it? I straightened my duvet, just in case. I slid on a pair of black skinny jeans, with a silver lining whirling around one leg. I then put on a 'Bring Me the Horizon' top, reading 'So Throw Your Diamonds in the Sky'; classy. I slipped on some black and white checker converse. After all of this I suddenly remember that I haven't changed my boxers... well fuck it. I waved my hand away at the thought and cleaned the room.

After my own version of spring cleaning, I then thrust the door open with my foot and walked out, glowing with depression and pride. That's what I would've done if I remembered I locked the door, and because of my lack of memory I broke my foot. I'm able to fight monsters every day for Gods, but I can't kick open a locked door?

Bullshit.

I took my keys from the dresser after strapping my watch on my wrist. I unlocked the door and once again attempted to thrust open the door; Success. But I broke the solid oak door off its hinges in the act, causing me to hang my head in a mix of pride and shame. I walked back into my cabin, acting as if nothing happened.

I snatched my black iPod off the floor from the corner of the room and slid it in to my pocket. After that I snaked the earphones of my iPod inside my shirt, and it came out through the collar; I left it I hanging for a while than plugged it in to my ears. I took out my iPod and scrolled through my music, deciding on 'Slipknot Psychosocial'. I walked to my open doorway and took a step outside.

As soon as I stepped outside I caught all the campers staring at me in awe. I strolled through the green to the pavilion and took a seat at my table. Since Percy left, Annabeth, Thalia and I didn't find the need to sit on the same table anymore, which probably would only bring back memories.

Crap, I forgot my food. I stood up but then quickly got pushed down. I turned my head around to see who done it, but the culprit wasn't to be found. I looked back at my table and found an absent-minded girl staring at my nose, I decided her face was a little too close to mine so I softly pushed her head a little away from mine. She finally sat on a chair on the other side of the table.

"I got some food for you!" Arobella exclaimed happily, pushing the plate of rice and questionable meat towards me.

"Thanks, I guess." I said after choosing my words carefully.

"Oh, it's ok. I'm not hungry anyway." Her finger suddenly started twirling in her golden curls and she also was avoiding eye contact. Once again, I chose my actions carefully and responded with one raised eyebrow.

Thalia's Pov;

I'm eating my rice all happily, and I see that bitch Arobella flirting with Nico. I swear to gods that he is the only boy on the world who doesn't realise when a girl is flirting with him.

I stood up from my table and stormed to his table with a smile on his face, sitting as closely as to him as possible. I stuck my tongue out at her and snuggle up into Nico's neck, then giving Arobella the death I felt a sudden surge of superiority. I turned Nico's head towards me and seeing that he had a surprised look made me giggle. I leaned in to kiss him softly, practically grazing his lips teasingly. I took a look at Arobella, but to no surprise she was walking back to her cabin, walking as if she only started to learn how to walk. I rolled my eyes.

"What was that for?" Nico asked cheerfully.

"Oh, nothing." I rolled my eyes again. It's true, he never realises when a girl likes him.

"Okay then..." A confused Nico replied. I took a look around, finding Annabeth giving a tour to the new campers; Leo, Jason, Piper and Xsel. I waved at her, and she waved unenthusiastically. I wish she wasn't so depressed, but I know she wouldn't like any help, so I decided to just stay where I was.

Annabeth's Pov;

I'm use to giving a tour to a camper, but four at one time really is frustrating. You show them one place and all of them ask questions about it; at once.

I nodded my head to the pavilion. "That's the pavilion, that's where everyone eats, as you can see.

"Why doesn't it have a roof?" Xsel asked.

"What's that burning fire for?" Piper asked.

"Why is there a fire at bright daylight?" Jason asked.

"I bet I could make a better fire." Leo smirked.

"There is no roof because there isn't a point of having a roof, for there isn't any rain because of the magic borders of this camp. The fire is for the gods, it's where you scrape some of your food off your plate as an offering to your parent. Jason, the answer is the same as Piper's; for offering uses only. Leo, I think you're just a little bit too cocky for my liking." I replied. They all gave agreeing nods and we walked on.

"... And that's the Big House." I pointed to the huge house in front of us. "Before you ask, the place is where Chiron and Mr.D reside. The upper floor is for the oracle, Rachel, who is by the way our new oracle since recently. An oracle is a spirit who gives prophecies to fulfil."

"By Chiron, do you mean that centaur in the myths who trained Theseus and Achilles?" Jason asked.

"Who is Mr.D?" The four asked in unison.

I sighed. "Yes, that Chiron. Mr.D is the God Dionysus," I would've normally of told much more facts, but I wasn't in the mood, which shocked even myself. I looked at them all; I've never seen such wider eyes. "Let me warn you, don't mess with Mr.D, he's a dick." I reassured them simply. Is it me or did I hear harsh, deep swallowing from the four campers.

"Well, that's the end of our tour. All of you go into the Big House, Chiron need to talk to you four." I watched them go through the marble door of the Big House and walked past the green into my cabin, away from other campers. I took a big jump onto my bed, and slept in the foetal position, dreaming about Percy.

Jason's Pov;

When we all took a step into the marble embedded house, we all looked around in awe. Compared to the camp, I wasn't expecting something like this. The only thing I could think of is; how does the inside of my cabin look like?

"Ah, I see you all have arrived. Take a seat." He waved us to the first-class upholstered red chairs resting ahead of his desk. "We recently upgraded, quite extravagant if you ask me, wouldn't be my first choice. But I can't speak back to Mr.D otherwise I might lose my job."

"So, what, you're like his bitch?" Leo asked.

"No, not at all. Plus, that attitude will not be any good for you around here, so I recommend you to drop it at once!" Chiron replied with an edged tone in his voice. I glanced at Leo and shook my head. "I bring you all today to tell you that you might already have a prophecy. I denied it at first but the oracle convinced me. I suggest one of you go upstairs and-"

"I'll do it." I interrupted.

"Are you sure? Because the first time you go up there it's pretty scary." Chiron replied. I cringed at the thought of what might be up there. But I was determined to break out of my limited shyness and act confidently. I took a look at the other three, but they were all looking away as if they have no parts in this.

Bastards.

"Yeah, I'm sure." I gulped.

"Ok, the oracle is upstairs in the attic; you'll find a girl there. Talk to her and I'm sure the oracle will speak."

I gulped again, afraid of what to come. I was afraid that I might go up there and run back down, scared and abashed. But I knew I had to do this. I had to do this for me and the bastards sitting next to me.

I stood up and made my way up the stairs, slowly. I poked my head around the corner of the wall and gazed into the darkness which was the attic, or my sister's heart. Only joking, Thalia's is way darker than this. I mean, the attic has more light in it than her heart does. And the attic's light is dust and a dim light coming from the wooden arched window across the room. Don't tell me; out of everything they didn't upgrade the attic? I squinted to see through the dark, and after even harder squinting I noticed a redheaded girl underneath the arched window, sitting down cross legged, and drawing.

"Hey there." I waved, giving a comforting smile.

She jumped. "Dude, what the hell? Don't sneak up on me like that." She responded.

"What are you drawing?" I asked, walking closer to her, managing to look over her shoulder.

"Prophecies, people's prophecies." An oracle drawing prophecies. Go figure.

"By any chance do you know mine?"

"Nope" She answered, popping the p. I nodded and walked around the room to see trophies, awards, swords, broken shields and broken armour. After looking at the ornaments I noticed under almost all of them, the name 'Perceus Jackson or Annabeth Chase or Grover Underwood.' I know Annabeth, she was the girl who just gave me the tour. Damn she's well known. But Perceus and Grover are two people who are mysteries to me.

"Who are Perceus Jackon and Grover Underwood?" I asked the girl.

"You don't know them? Even after they saved pretty much all of America?" She asked me as if I was an idiot.

"They did what?" I replied. How could two people save all of America? I had to know.

"I just said, they saved America. Do I have to spell it out to you or something?" She crossly replied. I bring up Perceus and Grover and then all of a sudden she's lashing out at me?

"By any chance did you-"

Before I could ask my question, she turned towards me and widened her mouth as humanly possible; maybe more. Green smoke started oozing out of her mouth, coveting the rooms' walls. Her eyes rolled back and her tongue hanged out. What the hell?

"Offspring of the sky,
Offspring of the sea,
Offspring of knowledge,
Offspring of love,
Six in all,
All will climb hills and hedges,
All shall travel through vast oceans,
All will search what they're looking for,
For soon all else will fall." The girl said in a raspy, cold voice that couldn't be hers. I knew who it was; the oracle. I was dumb-struck. Now I know what they mean by all of this being terrifying. If the oracle wasn't a girl and I didn't want to embarrass myself, I would've pissed myself to no end. While the oracle was saying all this, the girl already stripped out a page from her notebook, pencil in hand. She started writing all of this in quick pace. If I didn't know any better, I would've think that she was writing things before the words even came out. She wasn't even looking at the damned paper! She quickly closed her mouth, rolled her eyes back into place, and waved all the smoke away. She looked down at the paper and rolled it up.

"There you go. Have fun." She smirked and went back to her drawings. I cringed and started down the stairs.

Piper's Pov;

I feel so horrible now that I had sent Jason there alone. I wish I had gone with him, I could've been there holding his hand... stop thinking like this Piper. He probably doesn't even like me back. I Heard footsteps coming from the gold encrusted stairs. Yes, gold. This place had everything. There was even a lion's head on the wall. A lion! I gazed at the stairs, then at Jason hurrying down it with a rolled up paper in his hand.

He waved the paper in the air. "Got the prophecy." He exclaimed casually. He handed it to Chiron and took a seat next to me.

"Why do you smell of... smoke?" I asked, pondering the question after I asked it.

"It was the oracle." He replied.

"The oracle smokes?" I asked.

"No... Never mind."

"So she's giving papers now? Before we had to remember the prophecy." Chiron grinned.

"So what is it about?" Xsel asked eagerly.

"I'll tell you when I read it thoroughly. I'll call you back when I think I know what it is." Chiron responded, unrolling the paper. We all stood up and walked out of the house.

"Now what?" Leo asked.

A/n: I have recently become a beta reader =D! Thank you for reading this chapter. I will try to update regularly. RRF (Read, Review or Flame) =3.