Hello peoplez. I'm back. This is up so soon because I got a review on my last chapter and I've got to say, it made me really really happy, so you guys should thank Odium121 for the early chapter because they inspired me to write faster. On the other hand, no she is not the goddess of personal destiny. Wouldn't that technically be the Fates? Correct me if I'm wrong.

The first part of this is taking place a few days before the Maine trip in The Titan's Curse and the second part happens a few weeks after it.

Disclaimer- PJO belongs to Rick Riordan, and so on.

Annabeth POV

"Nothing. Months of searching and there's nothing," I practically screamed, slamming a book shut and tossing it on the nearby table.

Books were supposed to have the answer. They always have the answer. Want to know how to tie your shoes? Look in a book. Want to know the capital of Zimbabwe? Look in a book. Want to know about a mysterious immortal girl from Greek mythology? Look in book.

I felt like the Fates were screwing with me. Making me blind by taking away what I rely on most. I need books. Without them I'm nothing.

"What about this?" Thalia asked.

I plopped down in the seat next to her. Percy had given up hours ago. First he had taken a nap, but now he was trying to build a tower out of books, and let me just say, his architecture was crap. One more book and it would fall.

"Here," Thalia said, point at a paragraph in a book about Aphrodite.

Percy thought this would be a good idea because of her "stunning looks." And no I wasn't jealous. I wasn't!

Thalia began to read.

"This paragraph, 'The first ones to greet Aphrodite as she came ashore, were the Charites, or Graces. The Charites included Thalia (good cheer),' Hey look I'm good cheer. 'Euphrosyne (mirth), and Aglaia (splendor)-'" Thalia cut off. "I think that would be her if she's one of the Charites. A 'minor beauty goddess of magnificent and splendid appearance.'"

"She's not that good looking is she?" I asked.

Thalia raised an eyebrow as she turned her head to slowly look at me.

"Not that I care," I mumbled in a sad attempt to rid myself of the spotlight.

Percy saved me the trouble. He put that one more book on the tower and it collapsed onto him. The chair he was in crashed backwards and from beneath The Encyclopedia of Greek History, all 37 volumes, Percy managed a small 'I'm okay.'

Thalia shook her head and returned to the page on Charites.

I continued to read it out loud. This took time of course, but I was eventually able to stumble through it.

"Percy listen to this and see if any of it sounds familiar. 'Annual competitions were held in honor of the Charites, including athletic competitions, literary, dramatic, and musical competitions. These festivals, known as Charitesia, were held in a town known as Orchomenos. The Charites, often referred to as attendants of Aphrodite, were closely related to the world of beauty and adorned many pieces of jewelry and fancy clothing. Also, their sacred animals included white geese-'"

"No. No no no," Thalia interrupted. "Definitely not her."

"Why not," I whined, "I would explain the immortality and and beauty and everything else."

"Cassie cannot stand geese. She absolutely hates them. Can't be within a hundred yards of one without shooting it," Thalia explained.

"But it's such a perfect explanation. The reason for her not being a Charite can't be based on her dislike for geese," I told Thalia, hoping she would agree.

"You don't get it," Thalia continued. "She absolutely hates geese. Trust me. Plus, if she were a goddess, then she would tell me." (A/N lol)

"I guess you're right," I whispered, not completely convinced.

"Just keep looking," Thalia offered, "Books always have the answers right?"

"Right," I mumbled.

Percy sat back down in his righted chair, huffing loudly, and banged his head on the table, clearly disgruntled about the continued search.

Weeks Later...

"I miss Thalia," I whispered.

Once more, Percy and I were pouring over books, looking for information about Cassie. Percy was more or less helping, although right now he was asleep on a book about nereids. Percy's mom walked in with a fresh plate of blue chocolate chip cookies. She glanced at Percy, a little smile growing on her face. We had moved the search to Percy's apartment, and the dining room table was piled high with books.

"Annabeth, dear," Sally said, "Why don't you go home for tonight? You've been at it all afternoon. Go get some rest and you can come back tomorrow."

"You're right Sally," I replied, sighing.

I stood up and grabbed my jacket and backpack, sliding a book into it to read at home.

"Good night Annabeth," Sally told me and gave me a hug.

"Good night Sally," I said.

Then I looked down at Percy. He was snoring softly on the table. The grey streak in his hair from his time holding the sky was prominent, and I fingered the matching one in my hair.

"Good night Percy," I whispered as I turned towards the door and left.

That night… Around midnight

I lay awake in my bed that night, staring up at the ceiling. Small stars glowed in the dark. Percy had put them there the one time he visited, attempting to make constellations, but ultimately failing. I smiled. That was a good memory. He had come over to get help studying for midterms. The stars calmed me down. They made me think of our adventures.

Outside it had begun to snow hard. It had been a hard winter, especially with what happened during the winter solstice. Wait. It had been a hard winter. I had heard that before. Where though. Where had I heard that.

Cassie.

I sat straight up in my bed. Cassie had said it before she left.

She said, There's a hard winter coming. Be prepared. She wasn't talking about the weather though. She was talking about the hardships. Falling and being captured. Holding the weight of the sky. Bianca and Zoë dying. Nico disappearing into the forest.

Definitely a hard winter.

How did Cassie know though? She must have connections, or be the connections other people have. And if so, then she must be more powerful than we originally estimated.

She might be something ancient. From myths even farther back than we've been searching. Maybe she was a primordial. I had to tell Percy. I didn't care that it was the middle of the night. I had to tell him about my breakthrough.

I reached out to my night stand and grabbed my cell phone. I dialed Percy's number and it rang multiple times before Percy answered it.

"Look, I know it's late," I told him.

"Late! That's an understatement…" he answered.

"But I thought of something to do with Cassie," I said.

Nico POV

"Life is hard when you're alone. When you're different," said a voice from the shadows. "I should know. I've been alone for many years."

"Who are you?" I shouted, my voice cracking in fear.

I dragged my new sword out, the stygian iron seeping at the little warmth in the air.

"I'm armed," I called out.

"Don't be afraid Nico," the shadow form said in a soft voice as it stepped from the shadows and lowered the dark hood.

She looked a few years older than me, maybe twelve or thirteen. Wavy strawberry blond hair cascaded down her shoulders and she stared at me with startling cobalt blue eyes.

The girl walked closer to me, her black cape rippling in the brisk wind of late January. She didn't seem bothered by the falling snow as it got caught in her hair. She crossed her arms and leaned against a brick building.

"My name is Cassielle. I'm here to help you," she said.

So what do you think? Good ending? Hopefully? Well, tell me what you think. And that's the one and only chapter for The Titan's Curse.

You guys should at this point know that Cassie's a goddess, though the rest of the characters are still clueless. The question is… The goddess of what? This too is certain, and will be revealed along with the characters finding out she's a goddess. That is unless someone guesses it first, which I doubt, but you can try.

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