A.N. Okay, I got a review recently and it was asking why did I have Katerina and Nick spooning. Well first off, they have known each other forever, I think I wrote that, but I might not have. Both are known well by gods and have known each other and been best friends forever, the only people in the mythical world who don't know them are the half bloods. And when I wrote that, I meant for the action not to be like a romantic thing, but as a comforting thing, which I write about in this chapter. It was supposed to be in the forth chapter but it got too long... And another thing, I see Katerina as the sort of rebellious younger sister, I guess. If any of you have ever read the Vampire Academy books and/or the Maximum Ride books, I sort of see her as a mix between Rose and Max. Both of those girls for those of you who don't know are pretty badass, able to fight anything and anyone, but both have a soft side when it comes to the ones they love. That is sort of how I imagine Katerina, soft on the inside, but hard and deadly on the outside...

KPOV: Katerina

"Um. I'm Nikolas Doon. Call me Nick. I'm thirteen and I'm the son of Zeus." Nick said as lightning lit up the sky. I had seen him do it so many times, so it wasn't that cool or surprising to me, but the campers loved it, "Oh yeah and I control lightning." On those words, another blast light up the sky, this time a bold of lightning was in his hand. It looked a lot like Zeus's master bolt, only smaller and less powerful. He usually carried a bolt around like I carried my knife and sword set.

I was unable to peel my eyes off of Nick. I had known him forever, but recently, I had notice I started to gravitate towards him and think of him more often then I used to. I couldn't help but notice how his sand-colored hair was messed up in all the right places. What would it feel like to run my hands through his hair? Snap out of it Kat! When I thought that he turned his head slightly and met my ocean colored, green eyes with his electric blue eyes. He gave me a little smirk/smile thing, which made my stomach feel funny. I smiled back, and then looked away. Still looking at him out of the corner of my eye. He was well built and I knew from past experiences he had an amazing chest. Oh my god! Did I just think that about my best friend! I glanced over at Aphrodite, who looked like she was trying to suppress giggles as she glanced at me out of the corner of her eye.

"You will teach me how to do that." Thalia demanded of her half-brother, who shrank under her glare. I had never seen Nick shrink under anyone's gaze. Then again, I had never seen anyone not shrink under Thalia's gaze. Nick got the short stick in the group. He got the sibling who could actually kick his but. Sure my brother just ended a war, but he didn't really do it, that son of Hermes and daughter of Ares kind of won the war, not Percy.

"No way am I going last. I get to be the finale." I said, as everyone looked at me. I deserved to be the finale.

"Oh. Sorry for the horrible finale guys." Percy smirked. Damn him. I felt the familiar tug on my naval area and I willed water to shoot up and hit him, but he game himself a dome of water to protect himself, at the last minute. The water bounced off of him, yes, but it bounced right onto Annabeth, who got soaked. Percy started apologizing over and over again while willing the water out of her cloths and hair. Sure, I felt bad about getting Annabeth wet; she was nice from what I knew of her. But, seeing Percy apologizing over and over made it worth it.

"Whatever. This is Mikhael. He is three years old and he is my son." Hades said rolling his eyes at me, then gesturing to little Mikey in his arms.

Mikhael was in black shorts, black top and little black bootie things. He had pitch-black hair and eyes, but he had pale skin, like border line unhealthy pale skin, which for a child of Hades was very healthy.

"Well, is the 'finale' ready yet?" Poseidon asked me sarcastically.

"Why yes. Yes it is." I responded to my dad with the same tone. Then to everyone else, "Heeyyyy. I'm Katerina, call me Kat or you will be in serious trouble. I'm twelve years old and I'm the daughter of Poseidon. Oh. BTW. My last name is Jackson." I smirked; let's see these kids are as good as they think. I wonder if they'll figure out I'm Percy's sister, not half-sister, "Now Chiron? Is there anyway I could bunk in a different cabin. Anywhere without that little son of a bastard." I said, pointing to Percy.

"Yep. That's my sister." Percy said as I begged Chiron, who kept saying no. Ugh! I really didn't want to room with that jerk. Maybe I could room with Nick or convince one of the Gods.

"Annabeth. I'm so sorry." Percy went back to apologizing after taking a jab at me.

"Percy! Stop!" Annabeth yelled.

"But! Really! I swear I didn't mean it."

"Ugh!" She groaned as she walked off. He followed. The gods and goddesses had dispersed, walking over to their tables to greet their children.

For a lot of kids, this was a huge deal; meeting their Olympian parent. After all most of them never had, but all I really wanted was to meet my human parent. I had grown up under the sea. I spent a few days each year up in the clouds. I was privileged I supposed, after all I spent my entire life with the gods and goddesses and yes they were my family, but some of them were stuck up and selfish. I love them and all, but they were. I don't get why all these kids wanted to meet them. I just wanted to meet my mother. My mother, who had given me to my father for 'safe-keeping' and hasn't seen me since.

That's what the nightmare had been about last night.

Flashback:

"Kids. Bed." A voice said from the door. It was Athena. She walked into the room as we all picked a bed. She kissed both Annabeth and I on the forehead and ruffled Nick's hair. Then she walked to Percy's bed, "Percy can I talk to you in the other room."

"Mom, please." Annabeth whispered from her bed. Percy's in for it.

"Annabeth, get some rest." Athena said as she walked into the other room with me following her.

"Night." I said, to the room in general. I got a couple of grunts that sounded like 'goodnight' back. We had all had long days and just wanted to sleep.

I soon feel asleep a familiar dream playing out in front of me. I was in a room that was filled with women of all shapes, sizes and colors (A.N. Not being racist or anything! Just want to make sure that's clear!). They surrounded me and an older woman who was sitting at a desk.

"Name?" The woman asked in a croaky voice.

"Um. Katerina Jackson?" I said more of a question.

"No your mothers name." She said impatiently.

"Oh." What was her name! "Sally Jackson." I said when it came to me.

"Hmph. Sally." She yelled.

A woman stepped forward, her face wrinkled in discuss.

"Like I would want that thing!" She scoffed.

"But. Mom."

"Do not call me that. Ever. I gave you up. I didn't want you. Percy is my son. While you are my biological daughter, you are not my child." I didn't really understand what it meant on a whole. But I knew she was saying she preferred Percy.

"Hm. Rejected." The desk woman said. I felt the floor beneath me vanish and I felt myself falling. I screamed as I was surrounded by darkness.

"Kat! Kat! Wake up!" My eyes flew open. Nick was standing by the side of my bed, shaking me.

I sat up and threw myself at him. My arms went around his neck and I buried my head into his neck, sobbing. I really didn't want to wake Annabeth, so I tried to silence my sobs as much as I could.

"Shhh. Kat! It's ok. Don't worry. Nothing is going to hurt you." He said, wrapping one arm around my waist and running the other up and down my back, trying to sooth me. He tucked my head under his chin as he sat down on my bed, sitting me onto his lap.

We had been friends forever and he knew I hardly ever cried, but when I did, he knew exactly what to do; what to say and when not to say anything at all.

"Kat? What was the dream about?" He asked quietly.

"My...my mom... she...she rejected me." I force between sobs.

"She would never do that. You're to good to reject." He said and I could hear the smirk in his voice for the second part, but I could tell he meant it.

"Thank you." I said once the sobs stopped, which only took a minute or two.

"No problem." He said. He stood up with me in his arms. I never realized he was so strong. He turned and placed me onto my bed. "Goodnight." He said, smiling down at me.

I grabbed his arm as he went to walk back to his bed, "Stay. Please." I asked quietly.

He pulled his hand out of my grip and walked around the bed. He lay down behind me and pulled me closer to him so I was sort of sitting on his lap. He brought his arms around my waist and I immediately felt safe. I heard the door open and close. I could almost feel Percy's glare on us, but what did I care. I had only known him for a couple hours. That night, I fell asleep in my best friends arms and I felt safer than ever.

End Flashback:

I walked over to the Poseidon table and sat down. Here is where I would have to eat. Alone with him. So I would enjoy being alone while I could.

"I saw that look." Nick said as he came up behind me. He sat down beside me. "Is everything ok?"

"Yeah. No. Well, I don't know. I've never met my mother and I want to but I'm afraid she'll reject me..."

"Like I said last night, she will not reject you. I promise. And if she isn't what you expect, I'll be there."

"Promise?"

"Promise." He held out his fist.

I placed my fist on top of his, bumping it slightly. He put his other fist on top of mine and I put mine other on top of his second. Then our fists 'exploded'. We had been doing that since before I could remember; it was like our secret handshake.

"Now eat." He said. As he stood to go walk over to Zeus's table and eat with Thalia.

I glared at the plate and cup, but they wouldn't fill. How hard is it to get pancakes and orange juice!

"Having problems little cuz?" Nico said sliding into the seat across from me. As he did another set of silverware appeared.

"Yes I am. How hard is it to get a plate of pancakes and orange juice?" I yelled. It was early; I was tired and hungry, not a good combo for me.

"Here." he said switching our plates and cups. His, now mine, was filled with pancakes and orange juice.

"You're the best. Why did it work for you?" He grinned and shrugged. Nico was a cool guy, as far as sons of Hades go, "Hey? Why are you sitting here?" I asked him.

"Well my dad doesn't have a table, yet, so I can sit wherever... And you looked lonely." He said, lifting a fork load of French toast to his mouth.

"Ever hear of manners?" I laughed as he talked while chewing. He stuck his tongue out with the partially chewed food on it. "Ew!" I laughed. He swallowed it and grinned at me.

We ate together today. Nico was a cool guy, better than Percy. Speaking of Percy, where is he? Annabeth too for that matter?