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Hello everyone.

I have great news, good news, bad news, and terrible news.

First the great news, I have a Beta, who I will let introduce himself

Secondly the good news, I have another chapter for all you lovely people

Thirdly, the bad news, I am going on vacation to Europe until June. Which means I will not be updating, but I will try to get one more chapter before I leave.

Finally the terrible news, I do not own PJO or HoO. I am not Rick Riordan.

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{Let me just break in here and steal the spotlight for a moment! Hello I am the new Beta-writer for this story which he just told you about! Some of you might know me but that is unlikely, I am a writer who goes by the pen-name "TheMasterTrident13". Yes, I have written stories before — don't read them, they suck. If you find any further mistakes that I myself missed out or maybe even created myself by accident, don't be afraid to speak up. Right now all the time I really have is enough to Beta but I'm always happy to help out! Now I feel like I have stolen the spotlight for too long, onto the story!}

As Hestis announced the news of my death I could hear the gasps of shock which came from the campers before sudden triumphant cheers broke out. I feel the world changing around me, and choose to change myself into a ten-year old. Then I put on the cloak that Hestia gave me and pulled up the hood. I started to hear the mumbles of the hunt while the cheering of the campers died down. Instead of exiting the fire I stayed myself, deciding to listen in on their conversation.

Artemis began after clearing her voice, "As many of you are probably wondering, how could Zoe be back alive? Well, part of the reason is because of the bad news."

Oh thanks, I am bad news. I thought to myself, although it makes sense, they are THE man hating group of girls. Damn liberals.

Artemis's POV

I teleported, back to the camp just as the girls were finishing up with dinner.

I turned to look at my ex-lieutenant in the eyes for a moment before thrusting a silver hoodie towards her, "Zoe put this on. It will keep your face hidden until I announce that you are back," She nodded and took the silver hoodie from me and put it on. Then we walked to the hearth and sat down to watch as the girls were coming out of the dining tent.

When they had all come out I spoke up loudly, "Girls, I need to tell you some things that happened on Olympus so I need you to gather around and listen."

After I finished I waited until everyone was sitting there I took a deep breathe and began. "Now I have some good news and some bad news. The first is that the person sitting next to me will be joining the hunt."

Before I could continue, Alexia, a daughter of Hades spoke up, (Thank you IAMJUSTAFAN4077) "Who is it? Who is her parent?" Others perked up at the questions as well and looked hard at her to try to look at her face. I could feel Zoe squirm next to me under the stares of her sisters.

"Well, Alexia," I began, "to answer your question she is my former lieutenant Zoe Nightshade," and with that, I snapped my fingers while channeling godly energies to remove her hood.

It was quiet.

No one moved for a few moments until Phoebe, a child of that nasty wine god (Semi OC Semi every story has her) slowly inched her way towards her and ever so carefully touched her arm to make sure that she was really there, before suddenly jumping up and crushing her in a tight hug. Following in Phoebe's stead, the other older hunters all started leaping at her, eventually forming quite a considerable dog-pile of laughing and cheering girls. This went on, like I figured it would, for a good ten minutes.

Once they calmed down I gathered them around myself once more to hear the rest of the news, "So now the bad news. As many of you are probably wondering, I am sure, how could Zoe be back alive? Well, part of the reason is because of the bad news."

Another hunter spoke up now, Diana: a daughter of my brother, (Thank you Draconic King) "How could it be bad if we got the legendary lieutenant Zoe back? Oh, and will she take over as the lieutenant or will Thalia still be it?"

Thalia nodded to this, but before I could answer Zoe broke, "Well, I think it is only fair that Thalia stays, she was ." Thalia smiled at that and went to hug Zoe.

I smiled to the fact that they no longer held the same discontent for each other they once did but my face quickly soured as I turned back to the topic at hand, "Anyway, the announcement that is bad is that we are going to have a guardian due to the dwindling number of the hunt. I was trying to get a female demigod to be our guardian, like Jeanne d'Arc or Anne Frank, but no father wanted to have a boy be it."

"Well, what's his name? Do we know of him?" One hunter inquired.

"Well, that is a great question. I would have him introduce himself, but being a boy I gave him a week to find us. Anyway his name is…" Before I could continue, I was cut off by someone stepping out of the hearth.

"You can call me Phoenix." A small child around the age of ten said. He was wearing a dark orange cloak and a hood that covered all of his face except for his mouth. It annoyed me that I was not able to see his face, who knew what his expressions could have betrayed about him.

Within a seconds arrows were notched and drawn in his direction, ready to impale his throat and manhood.

"Lower your weapons girls. And why should I not tell everyone who you are? I mean they deserve to know who you truly are, don't they?" I queried.

"How about as a favor for your aunt?" A new, warm and soft-hearted voice asked as a little girl walked out of the hearth from behind him. "Phoenix here gained some new titles since accepting the job to help you, out of the kindness of his own heart I might add."

Before anything else could be said, Thalia stepped forward to ask the guardian something. "Why are you so young? And I thought you would be taller."

Percy laughed and looked at her, "I may not tell you my name, but I am willing to tell you my titles. I am Phoenix, Champion of Childhood, Knight of the Hearth, Guardian of the Hunt."

"What do you mean Champion of Childhood?" My face scrunched in confusion, having not been aware of his receiving such a title.

He glanced at me, "Your sister blessed me. Because of her I can identify the age of anyone and change my age; which is why I am currently ten years old; to be closer in age to you girls."

"Well, you told us your blessings, what about your godly parent?" Asked Thalia.

"That is something I will not be telling you, for now at least. I will eventually explain everything about my past to you girls: that I swear on the river Styx." Thunder rumbled around us vehemently as he made the vow. He turned to me and asked, "Speaking of parents, would you mind if I go for the night? I wanna explain some things to them."

"I suppose, just be ready for tomorrow's work," She replied. He turned to leave when I called him back at last moment and inquired curiously, "Before you go, why did you choose the name 'Phoenix'?"

Percy's PoV

I smirked inwardly at her question, "Because of this," I turned around and large wings grew out of my back, extending with flames blazing from them as my entire body slowly became engulfed in fire. (A/N When I say his body is being engulfed in flames, I do not mean like Leo and how he does it. For those who have seen One Piece, it is like how Ace would use his power, or any Logia user.)

I quickly took off, hearing the 'Oohs' and 'Awwwwws' of awe from behind me. I quickly landed once I was out of sight of the hunters and almost passed out from the effort it had cost me as I did not have someone to support me.

A warm chuckle behind rang from behind me and I turned to see Hestia standing there, "Remember what I said, it will take time for you to get control over your powers. That took a lot of energy due to your entire body being in flames. Here, this'll give you a little energy back."

She handed me a square of ambrosia. "After you eat that, do not fly like that until you have better control over your powers." And with that she was gone — not even waiting for me to thank her.

I quickly scarfed down the food and lay there waiting for the effects to kick in. Within thirty seconds I could feel my energy returning to me. After another minute or so, I was ready to stand and get a move on. I got up and looked around, noticing that I was just inside of the park and did not have much further to go.

As I was walking I start to get nervous on how to tell my parents that I was not going to be at camp for a while. The harder part will be telling them about my friends and how I almost killed myself — I should have thought of them before doing something like that.

Once I finished my little thought trail, I turned the corner to the shock of seeing a Hydra lumbering in the opposite direction of my parent's house. I gulped inwardly and stayed behind a wall for a moment before looking back around the corner.

I should avoid that for now, as I do not know how much of my fire powers I can use before I have to stop like that again.

I slowly made my way inside the building and up the stairs to my mom's place. I finally made it up to her floor when I gasped in horror at the sight of the splintered door having been ripped from it's hinges and the horrible iron smell of blood lingering with the stench of death wafted from the gaping hole where the door used to be. I enter tentatively and could see blood. And no, I don't mean like nosebleed blood — I meant gallons of sticky blood everywhere, like the Ares cabin must unlike that blood, this is fresh.

And it belonged to my mother and step-father.

I stood there unable to form many words, simply breathing, "Why?"

Then I noticed a note on my mom's body.

The note read:

Hello, Perseus,

I hope you enjoyed our little present for you.

With all the love in the world,

Kelli

A sudden rage washed over me as my vision tinted red and I howled. It was a howl filled with anguish and anger — an ear piercing scream. In my rage I slammed my fist against the wall, as if it were the source of all of my problems. But my anger washed away, subsiding to the back of my head, because I could hear the sound of a baby crying.

I ran into my sister's room to try and find her but almost collapsed when I didn't find her in her crib.

But the crying sound continued.

She was not in her playpen, but she was getting louder as I approached it. Near the playpen was a closet and I realized that my mom must have hid her when she realized that they were going to die. I yanked on the closet handle and pulled it open to see my sister — just a baby and innocent as any other baby. I picked her up and held her tenderly in my arms while my eyes were still filled with tears.

I looked at her as I rocked her gently as possible with my shaky arms, in attempt to try and calm her down, "What am I going to do with you? You are only 8 months, 2 weeks, and 5 days old."

I stopped.

"How did I know that? I mean I knew her birthday was March 26th," And then, like a cyclops's club it hit me, "Hebe."

I wondered to myself before saying out loud, "Lady Hebe, if you can hear me, please come here. I have a favor to ask of you."

I waited for what must to have been five minutes and nothing happened. My shoulders slumped and I sighed resignedly. "Well maybe Artemis will still have you." I said to the now sleeping child. Just I was about to leave a huge burst of light flashed through the apartment. I shielded mine and my sister's eyes as best as I could and could feel the radiating heat from the light slowly fade away

"Lady Hebe?" I asked cautiously as I turned around.

"Yes, Perseus, it is I, and please no 'Lady' you can call me Hebe." She replied towards me, "What did you need?"

"First, if I am not to call you 'Lady Hebe' then you will not call me 'Perseus'. And to why I have called you and asked for assistance is that, as you can probably see, we are in my… late parents' apartment. I have my baby sister here and I would want her to join the hunt, but she is too young and I do not want to put her into foster care. Is there anything you can do?" I pleaded, tears not leaving my eyes.

She looked at the bundled baby in my arms for a few minutes. "Well, I could speed up the aging process. She would grow a year in a day, but I would need to take her to Olympus with me. How about a week and a day, so she will almost be nine by the time I would send her back with you?"

I smiled, sadly but as widely as possible in such a dire situation and replied, "Yes, that sounds good to me. I, of course will be in the hunt, so please IM me when she is ready." We hugged and got ready to leave when there was huge flashes of light lit the room from behind us.

"Not so fast," One of person said firmly as they stepped out of the light.

Welp, there is another chapter. What do you all think? Also thank you for the hunters. I would still like a few more. Also any ideas that you guys have, I want to know them, so PM me. Lastly, I need to know, how powerful do you want Percy to be, and what about his sister? Do you want her to be mortal or to be a demigod? And if she is a demigod, from Sally or Paul?

Thank you everyone for reading.