-Carter Kane-

It was weird how we ended up finding Amos through the dark mass that once was the foundation for the First Nome. Honestly, I was at a loss when we came upon it, I didn't think there would be any survivors in the mess. But Amos proved us wrong, not the first time that's happened. We started to approach it anyways, see if the demigods could figure it out. Kyra spotted Amos' staff drenched in the gross mud ten feet away from the 'shore'. And then she spotted him in the mud before anyone else could. Obviously, she has keen eyes.

Percy followed Kyra practically pushing Amos, who finally got on his feet, towards the Nile. Percy dipped his index and middle finger into the water. "Okay, you're going to be freezing by the end of this." He forewarned as he took a step back from the riverbank.

Percy closed his eyes and lifted his hands up, which a wall of water formed literally a foot away from him in reaction. He then gestured it towards Amos, which obviously made it crash against my irritable uncle. Thankfully, he was in a better mood being kind of relieved of the weird black mud he was completely covered in.

"A water elementalist?" Sadie stood in wonder with me.

"Sure, but I'm not exactly limited with it," Percy admitted. "Poseidon is the God of the Sea in Greece."

Kyra quickly draped a towel over her cousin, who quickly thanked her in response. Honestly, those two seemed more like siblings rather than cousins. "Well, I guess it's getting late." Kyra spoke up. "Amos and I will make camp for tonight; the four of you can continue learning about each other."

And that we did. Sadie decided to go against Percy in manipulating the water, which Sadie utterly failed at. Annabeth and I just stood at a safe distance and watched them. "Do you have anything special too?" I asked her.

She smiled a bit. "Not as awe inspiring as Percy's. But I've picked up my mother's wisdom, that's proved pretty useful around Percy."

"Is it weird to say you're a child of a God?" I asked out of interest.

"Yes, especially when it's a Goddess." Annabeth admitted without hesitation. "But, your predicament is more interesting. Hosting Gods?"

I laughed nervously. "Yeah, it has it's annoying moments."

"How do you go about hosting a God?" She asked, interest taking hold in her eyes.

"Well, ours was forced upon us," I started. "Long story, my dad made a big mistake. Anyways, in ancient times you had to be a talented magician and of royal blood to achieve hosting a God."

"So, are you of royal blood then?" She continued.

"Yeah, on both sides of the family." I explained. "It's actually the reason Sadie and I are so powerful, but not better than Amos."

She nodded in some understanding as we laughed to Sadie's crumbling wall of water she tried to make. "Your sister is about as stubborn as Percy," She pointed out.

"Heh, my uncle calls it the Kane stubbornness," I added.

She faced me again. "You two seem like you love your uncle quite a bit."

I smiled at the thought, "well, he's helped us beyond what I suspect an uncle would do. You can't help but love him in return to his caring attitude."

"At least you have family to lean on," she added, but I sensed a hint of sadness thrown in.

I was about to ask when a red hieroglyph burned above Sadie's wall of water. I couldn't catch what it read, but it must have been trouble for Sadie backed off when a funnel of water formed seconds after. It rose and appeared like a water serpent, made of water. Percy laughed in astonishment, "I will have to remember that one."

I turned to see Amos approach, in a much better mood than before, as the water fell back into place. "Carter," his tone remained professional around the demigods, "I have a few words to exchange with you once everyone is asleep."

"I suspected so with today's events," I admitted.

He nodded and faced Sadie, who apparently was trying to mimic Amos' trick. "Camp is set up," he announced before leaving for the orange gleam not too far away.