Genna V

I woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. I got out of bed, stretched, made my bed and walked downstairs in my pajamas.

"Good morning Mommy!" I said walking into the kitchen. "Breakfast smells amazing."

"Thank you. And good morning to you too." my mom said handing me a plate flooding with eggs, sausage, toast, and bacon. I walked over to the cabinet, and got out a glass. I put my food on the table, and poured myself some water.

Nico walked downstairs in some sweatpants, and T-shirt borrowed from my mom. His dark hair was sticking up in all places, as if a tornado storm had occurred in his hair.

"Good morning Nico." I said cheerfully. Nico grunted and walked into the kitchen.

I heard my mom telling him good morning, and Nico saying the same thing to my mom. She asked if he slept well and he would answer. Their conversation continued like that, so I stopped listening.

I rolled my eyes, and took a bite out of my sausage. Nico shuffled into the dining room with a plate stacked with food. Nico sat down across from me, and took a huge bite out of his toast. I let him chew before I decided to crush him with questions.

"So Nico," I said slowly. "How do you expect us to get to Greece? And how long do you expect this quest to take."

"We don't have a choice to how long, the deadline is by the Feast of Fortuna in four days." he said, his face grim. "I would like to be in Greece in at most two days, which would leave two days to find the doors of death."

I about choked on my toast. "Excuse me!" I exclaimed. "Are you crazy, it takes me at least five days to find my keys, let alone travel halfway across the word to find something that we have never even seen before in four days!"

Nico's face was calm, and his voice steady. "If we wait any longer, than the world may perish. Hera has a plan, that involves both camps and my friend, Percy Jackson."

"What camps?" I asked suddenly. I think I may have just understood a crucial element to something my father had told me.

"Well there is the Greek camp, Camp Half-Blood, and the Roman camp, Camp Jupiter. Speaking of Greek and Roman, who is your parent? Are you Greek or Roman?"

I wasn't quite sure how to answer to that. "My father is...well you probably wouldn't know him. And he is both Greek and Roman...in a way."

"So is your father...Apollo?"

"No, his name is Chaos." I said, my voice quivering. I have always feared saying his name. I was always afraid that something bad would happen, like a monster would automatically try to kill me and whoever else was around.

Nico's eyes grew wide. "How long have you known?" he whispered in awe. "With a parent so powerful you could have been killed or kidnaped..." he trailed of shaking his head.

"Since...I was eleven." I said slowly.

"That's when I found out who my father was." Nico said distantly. "Are you a demigod, or...?" Nico looked fazed, and he looked as though he was about to fall over in shock.

"Nico sit down!" I ordered him. I didn't want him to pass out and die before the quest even started. "I am a demigod, no more, no less." I assured him.

He looked relived. I could tell he wanted to ask something else, but didn't but I did hear him mutter a few words under his breath. "He has one million attack points."

Wow, the poor kid is going nuts! I thought. I finished my food, and put my dishes in the dishwasher. Then I started to walk upstairs to my room.

"HEY NICO!" I shouted from the top of the steps.

"WHAT?" he shouted back.

"PACK YOUR STUFF, WE ARE LEAVING IN ONE HOUR!" I shouted from a closet.

"OKAY... I WILL ASK YOUR MOM IF I CAN BORROW SOME SHIRTS!"

I didn't even bother answering that one. From the closet I got down a backpack, and a warm light weight blanket. I got out a few clothes from my drawer. Then I grabbed a few water bottles and fifty dollars. I also brought my hairbrush, my toothbrush and toothpaste, and a San Francisco Giants baseball cap. I didn't really support the team, but I always thought giants in general were pretty cool, until you met my relatives...

The last thing I got from my closet was a small painting. It was the most amazing painting I had ever seen. It captured every emotion, and was beautiful but terrifying at the same time. The craftsmanship was flawless. I guessed that it was the artist's best, most time consuming piece ever made.

My father gave me this canvas when I turned eleven. He told me, "This canvas could change life for all. It is very old, made by the finest craftsman in the world. This has been lost for many millennia." he put it in my hands and looked into my eyes. "You will meet someone on a journey, and give it to them."

I asked, "How will I know it is the right person?"

He leaned in really close to me and whispered, "The person will give you a silver coin with an owl on top."

Now that I think back to it. I may find this person soon, because I am going on a journey. I changed into some dark blue jeans, and a deep green T-shirt. I shouldered my bag and walked across the hallway to my mother's room. Her room was big, and had many full bookshelves. My mother was once a librarian, so she always respected books, and had many of them. Sitting on a stool was Nico.

He wore his old clothes; black jeans and a dark grey shirt with a scull on it, but my mother had washed them. His dark hair had also been trimmed, probably by my mom. My mother was looking in her closet.

"Hello," I said from behind my mom.

"Hi, could you look in the second drawer for a t-shirt, and some gym shorts?"

"Sure," I walked over to the dresser, and got out a few of those free 5k fun run shirts, and two pairs of basketball shorts.

"Here," I tossed Nico the clothes and he caught them. He nodded his thanks.

"Thank you Ms. Treewa." he announced gratefully. He held the shorts up to his waist to measure if they would fit, he nodded thoughtfully, and held up the shirt as well. He nodded in approval, and put them in a backpack that my mom gave him.

I gave him a look that meant "are you ready to go?" He nodded and stood.

"Ms. Treewa, thank you for everything, but we must leave now." Nico said seriously.

"Oh, take care. All of you!" She trapped Nico in a hug, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Goodbye, and don't forget Cly. Bring him the rest of the breakfast."

"Okay where is he?"

"He is outside in the backyard."

"Bye mom! Love you!" I ran down the stairs and grabbed some granola bars for the trip. Then I got all the rest of the breakfast my mother made and put it in a basket for Cly. Then I went outside to the backyard. Nico followed me slowly, he had a small mirror in his hands from my mom. I didn't know what it was for though.

There in the center of the yard was Cly. He was still asleep, and was snorting so loud that I was surprised that no one called the police.

Nico and I looked at each other. We silently agreed to wake him together. We got on opposite sides of Cly. We mouthed the countdown and shouted "boo!"

We both ran fifteen yards from Cly, and ducked down. Cly snorted, stood up and yawned.

"HI EVERYONE!" he boomed sleepily.

"Hi Cly." we said in unison.

"Is it time to go?" Cly inquired in his normal voice. Nico and I stood up, and walked towards the giant.

I held the basket up to him, suddenly feeling really small. "We are ready to go once you have eaten." I didn't want to be rude but I had to ask, "You don't eat people...right?"

"Oh no, of course not!" Cly said shocked. "I am on a strict non human diet!" I felt relived, but still a little uneasy, but Nico nodded in a way that was like saying, "We can trust him."

Cly sat down on the ground with a loud THUMP! He opened the basket and started to eat. Only a minute had passed before every plate had been licked clean. He patted his protruding belly in satisfaction, and stood. He put the basket on the stairs to the house.

"Okay, let's go." he said waving his hand.

"Where are we going to first?" I said to Nico.

"Well... First I need to make a call." Nico said quietly.

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