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I was sharpening my knife, Riptide, when I felt my phone vibrate. Riptide was a gift from my father. The sheath was kept inside my pocket (as in, the pocket was the sheath), at the hip, so no one would be able to detect it, unless we had to go through security. It was easy to get to, and thankfully wasn't uncomfortable. I sheathed my blade and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Percy, it's Nico. We have a new mission. Come ASAP." He hung up. Our phone conversations never lasted long, especially when it had to do with our assignments. I guess we were afraid someone could track us from our phone when we used it, even though we knew one of our cousins from the MoA was able to do something to it so it was impossible to track. Guess we still had our doubts.

I went to the kitchen, where Mom was baking her blue cookies. We sort of had this obsession with blue food. It started when my last stepfather, Gabe, insisted it was impossible. He was an addict and abusive. He used to order my mom around, and play poker (which is the reason we kicked out of our house for a while). Then, just before I met my real father, he mysteriously disappeared.

"Hey mom. Nico is going on another trip with his dad, and they invited me to tag along. Could I go?"

"How long will you be gone?" I shrugged.

"Probably as long as all the other trips."

"I'm not sure. School is starting in two weeks. And I made these cookies just for you."

"He said that he was going to a school, and saved a spot, in case I could come. I can take the cookies to go," she pursed her lips.

"All right. Just don't get into any trouble, stay safe and keep your grades up."

"Mom, I never get good grades." Why didn't I get good grades? I have dyslexia and ADHD, not a good combo when it comes to school. My ADHD helped my reflexes when I fought, but for school I could never pay attention. And there was the fact that I never cared, tried or studied, but that's not the point.

"You're leaving now?"

"Yeah, thanks mom, love ya, bye," I rushed, kissing her on the cheek, pulling on my hoodie and leaving the apartment before she could ask where I was headed. She always forgot to ask until it was too late. I hated lying to her, putting her through this danger. But I didn't really have a choice. If I were to rebel against the MoA, they were sure to make my mother the next victim, me being next on the list.

I ran down the stairs, not using the elevator because I hated being enclosed in small spaces with other people who I didn't trust. I'm not claustrophobic, I usually feel most comfortable in small spaces. I just hate being crammed against other people.

I left the building, and was met with the sounds of cars and people rushing to wherever they needed to go. I lived in New York, so I was used to the noise. I started walking towards the Empire State Building, where headquarters was. I used the shortcuts I had found, jogging through alleyways and across a park. I arrived within two minutes, a new record for me.

I went up to the guy at the counter. The guy was one of our agents. He didn't kill as much as the others, he kept us a secret, he was one of us. He only killed the people who suspected something about the door that led to HQ.

"Celestial," I said the password, giving him my I.D card. He handed me a finger scanner, and I pressed my finger against it. It had accepted my identity.

"What is the lowest floor?" He always asks a question only a member would know. A lot of security, if you ask me.

"Floor negative sixteen."

"You know where it is, he said, handing me three keys. I headed towards the locked door at the back, which had three locks to keep out innocents. I unlocked the doors, and was met with another door and scanner. I placed the palm of my hand on it, and the door slid open. I walked towards the elevator, which brought me even lower under the ground. I pressed the last button, which was where the 'throne' room was. All meetings were there, along with being the place we get missions. The floor stopped mid-way, and Nico walked in. We stood there in silence until we reached our destination.

We were hit with a blast of cold air. I shivered, despite my hoodie. The place was dark, even though torches were lit on the walls. The place was very quiet and spacious, with a black and bronze fountain in the middle. The water was clean and fresh, used for drinking. The only sounds heard were the footsteps of the other members. The walls were white marble, held up by Greek-themed columns. There were fifteen golden doors along the wall, each labeled with a letter. Five were boarded up, marking the former owners of those rooms traitors. Last time I was here, only four were boarded up. I wondered who the traitor was.

My uncle, Zeus Grace, was head of the company. My father, Poseidon Jackson, was second in command, and my partner, Nico's father, Hades di Angelo, was third in command, and had provided the headquarters. They were known as the Big Three.

I had always wondered why they had different surnames, but when I had asked, they only glared at me. They were all full brothers, not half or step-brothers, so it confused me a bit. There where only two pairs of full blooded siblings who lived on this floor. Hephaestus and Ares, and Apollo and Artemis. However, Artemis had abandoned MoA. More on that later. And if you hadn't noticed, most of those who I have mentioned so far are named after Greek gods. I guess our family was weird that way.

Everyone who lived on this floor were called the Olympians. These members were the oldest, and were 'full-blooded', meaning that both of their parents were members of the MoA. The members who were still loyal were Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hestia, Ares, Hephaestus, Apollo, Athena, Persephone, Hermes and Aphrodite.

Zeus, Poseidon, Hades and Hestia were the children of Kronos, the founder of the MoA. He thought that his sons were planning to murder and overthrow him, so he left, creating another group, Kronos's Army. He made it their goal to eliminate all members of the MoA, and to overpower the US government and control the country. Kronos had already died though, how, I don't know. He was ninety-four when he died, so it may have just been old age. His followers, however, continue his quest.

Ares and Hephaestus were the sons of Zeus and Hera (more on her later), and Apollo and Artemis were the twins of Zeus and another woman, who had joined Kronos's army a few years back. Athena was another one of Zeus's children, whose mother had also joined Kronos's Army. Persephone was Hades's wife, Hermes was her cousin, and Aphrodite was their aunt.

There was also The Rebellion. These are the people who quit the MoA, and we are constantly trying to find them and bring them down. They try to stop us from doing our job, and why they don't go turn us in, well, it beats me. This is where Artemis and Hera went off to. The two other former Olympians who joined were Dionysus and Demeter. So now you know four of the traitors, but there is one more who has recently joined. Dionysus wasn't even full-blooded, and was pretty spoiled. His dad was Zeus, and the only reason they let him be an Olympian was because he threatened to join Kronos's Army. But he betrayed us only half a year later, so it didn't make much of a difference.

Nico and I were called 'half-bloods' because only one of our parents was part of the company, and the other was an innocent. There were only eighteen other half bloods part of the MoA. Our rooms were in the next two floors above us. The rest of the floors were training areas. Each of the Olympians had other jobs to help the MoA advance. To becoming one step closer to invincibility. Hypothetically of course.

Anyway, we walked towards the door that had the letter Z on it. Zeus's room. Nico rapped on the door four times.

"Enter." I pushed the door open, and Nico and I simultaneously stepped in. All the loyal Olympians sat in chairs that were against the wall. I noticed that Athena wasn't there. She was always there, whether she was sick or not, and she made all the plans. Zeus's bed was pushed to the right side of the room. I found it strange that my uncle's bed and the chairs were the only pieces of furniture in the biggest room in headquarters. We walked to the middle of the room, facing the Big Three. We gave curt nods in signs of respect, though Nico and I haven't respected them for three years.

"Perseus Jackson and Nicolas di Angelo." I felt my eye twitch slightly at the sound of my full name, and I imagined Nico doing the same. I preferred Percy for a number of reasons. Perseus was a mouthful, and it was Greek. I felt I had too much Greek in my life already. Everything in HQ seemed to be Greek or Roman, but it was mostly Greek. Don't get me wrong, I love Greek and their mythology, but I hated being the person ridding people of their lives, and the fact that the MoA was Greek themed really bugged me. Nico hated his full name for the same reason.

"I'm sure you've realized that Athena is missing."

"Yes sir," we replied.

"I am sorry to say that she has decided to join The Rebellion," he said monotonously. His face showed no emotion, but his eyes had a mixture of disappointment, anger and hatred. The Olympians never really cared much for their kids.

"We have found a daughter of hers, which she just so happened to forget to mention," Hades said, in the same tone as Zeus. All members of the MoA must report to one of the Olympians if they had a child, so that we could recruit them by the time they were thirteen.

"What are you implying, Father?" Nico asked.

"Athena is too strategic for us to be able to kill. She must care somewhat for her daughter, so I am sending you to eliminate her. Hermes, give them the folder. A man with curly, dark brown hair, mischievous eyes and a slightly upturned nose came up and handed us a grey folder. The folders held the information about the victim.

"You will be flying on Argus's jet to San Francisco. You will be staying a Gwendolyn's house. You will attend Goode High, the school in which Athena's offspring attends. Hephaestus, give the boys their gadgets and extra weapons, and Apollo, go get their suitcases." Gwendolyn was a member of the MoA, and was partnered up with Dakota, a laid back guy who loved Kool-Aid. They both used to live in San Francisco before being recruited. I was assuming Gwen had asked her mom to lend us a place to say.

Hephaestus was in charge of designing and making handy contraptions that helped us in missions. Everyone had the same ones. I usually kept mine here, in my locker (which right beside my room's door) Hephaestus was the one who kept the spare keys to each.

I had extra clothing here, all of them being designed by Aphrodite (including my pants and hoodie). She designed them to hold multiple weapons and contraptions, without making them looking suspicious, and made sure to keep them fashionable. If you were to live at HQ daily, she would be the one to approve of our outfits. That wasn't even what she had to do.

The gadgets we had were black shades, which included zoom and a camera. I had earbuds, which not only allowed me to listen to music on my phone, but allowed me to focus on one conversation within a room. It blocked out all other noises except for the one I chose to focus on. We had a watch, which could also be used as a GPS, a telecommunication device, and could locate any bugs. We also had a pen, which could also be used as a laser. They were brought to us in waterproof backpacks.

We didn't have too many extra weapons. One was a plain pocket knife, but the blade in it was sharper than normal pocketknives. We got a small handgun, which I hated using. I didn't find it fair. I mean, killing in general is not fair, but when a bullet's zooming right at you so fast you don't even have time to blink. I prefer hand-to-hand combat, where both fighters have a chance at defending themselves. We also had two twin throwing knives, which could pierce through most metals.

I slipped my pocket knife into my pocket, my handgun in an almost invisible pocket on the inside of my hoodie, and my knives in another invisible pocket in the hoodie at the back. My hoodie was also bulletproof, and I wore it as much as I could, but there are still those times it got too hot out to wear it.

We left the Empire State Building, and met up with Argus at the front of the building. Argus was a blond haired, blue eyed surfer looking man, who transported us homicides to wherever we had to go. We hopped into his van and he started driving us to a forest. The forest was pretty big, and was rumoured to have wild animals inhabiting the place, so not many people went into the forest. The MoA's jet was located deep in the forest. It was in the middle, where nobody even dared to go. There were cameras in the area the jet was kept, so if anyone got to close to the jet, they would be put on the list.

I climbed into jet and immediately clutched onto the armrest. I was acrophobic, and I hated it. What kind murderer was scared of heights? Nico was also pretty acrophobic, but he never showed it. He took out the folder and read it over. By the time he was done, the jet had already been airborne. Reading the file took me the whole trip. It included a copy of her birth certificate, copies of her report cards, her detention slips (which was only two, both for zoning out in class), her...well, everything. It even had a list of the stuffies she used to sleep with. It creeped me out how the Big Three got all this information.

I learned that her name was Annabeth Chase, she had dyslexia, got kicked out of one school, ran away from home when she was seven, returned home by choice (the police never found her) when she was twelve, her schedule, and all that other personal stuff. What bugged me though, was that the name sounded familiar. So, very familiar.

So this chapter gave you more info on the MoA. Speaking of which, I'm surprised nobody commented on the Mark of Athena reference...so anyway...Oh, and I do not own PJO, and I only used 'innocents' from Charmed...which I don't own either...

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