Hello! Sorry I didn't get to update for a bit of a while... Again, the power here in my area has been going down a lot lately. This means that my wifi provider goes down too. I'm SOOOOO SORRRYYYYYY!

Thanks kyvetprevet! I HAVE UPDATED! :D COOKIE! (: :)

Yes Cockapoo... Nico has officially freaked out xD Thanks! (: :)

xpig-in-the-skyx I know you knew... But I couldn't say anything without ruining it so I just said that you were close... :) Still you're like the one person who actually picked up on any of the clues (or at least said anything about it). I'm actually pretty surprised 'cause I had left so many of them out there... Like since the first few sentences... xD Thanks! You'll get Nico's reaction in this one... xD (: :)

Sorry, she sounds a bit like a Mary-Sue in this chapter... I'M SO SORRY! I hate Mary-Sue's too but it seemed fitting... Just for now. I'll try never to make her Mary-Sue like ever again! I PROMISE! :)

Disclaimer: Again, I don't own anything. Oh, Nico? You're dad says his lawyer refused to actually start a court battle for something so trivial. You can own yourself...

Malcolm's P.O.V

"No," Nico shouts, clamping his hands over his ears and pulling his hair out with his hands. "No, no, no, no, NO!"

"Nico, we get it. We've all gone through this," Percy says, trying to keep him from destroying his cabin.

"NO! You don't get it!" He shouts back. "I can't STAND another sibling! I've lost too many. You don't know how it feels, Percy! You've never had to watch your family die! You don't have nightmares every night, just replaying their deaths over and over again! YOU DON'T GET IT!"

He punches the ground so hard that it leaves a huge, smouldering hole. He lifts his hand and stares at the blood now starting to pool at his knuckles.

"Nico, please!" I shout at him, taking his wrists to keep him from punching anything else. "I lost half my cabin in the war and I'm not punching holes in the floor!"

"It-It's different," Nico answers sounding slightly unsure.

"Nico, she already feels bad about it! It's not even her fault but she's bawling her eyes out! You're just being a selfish piece of―" I shout but I'm cut off by a hand on my shoulder. I turn to see Percy, shaking his head.

"Don't push his limits," Percy whispers to me. "Let's go, it'll give him time to cool down."

I nod sadly and step out of the cabin with Percy.

"You should talk to Layla," Percy says. "I'll come with you."

We walk over to the Athena cabin where Annabeth is trying to calm Layla down.

"Do you know how they're doing?" I ask.

"No, Annabeth hasn't IMed me yet," he answers. "I guess they haven't had any luck yet."

Percy knocks on the door and Annabeth opens it a crack. She looks wearily at Percy and shakes her head sadly.

"No luck?" Percy asks.

"Not at all," Annabeth answers.

I can hear Layla's quiet sobs coming from the cabin as Alisa trying to calm her down.

"Can we come in?" I ask.

"I wouldn't recommend it," Annabeth says sadly. "She's not too... stable."

"Please Annabeth!" I beg.

"No, I can't let you―" she says, getting cut off as I try to push my way in. "Malcolm, I can't let you in!" she shouts.

I pull my sword and hold it to her neck. "Let me through!" I shout.

"No, I refuse!" she shouts, knowing I wouldn't actually hurt her.

"Please!"

She sighs angrily and steps aside, letting me in.

I step in to see Layla, sitting her wheelchair, hands covering her eyes, her body curled into the fetal position, sobbing quietly. I place a hand on her shoulder and she slowly lifts her eyes, searching my face for a moment.

"It's no use," Alisa whispers to me. "We've tried everything."

"Can I try?" I ask.

"Sure," Annabeth nods. "But what are you going to do?"

"I'll just go for a walk."