To Bookworm19980115- Oh yes I did ;)

"Um… is the barrier supposed to do that?" Tobias asked, tilting his head to the side as his grey eyes flitted about the sky. Percy glanced up as well, horror slicing through his gut.

The sky looked like it was crumbling into miniscule, purple flakes.

"I thought it held?" Percy looked at his wife questioningly. Annabeth scowled and darted off to warn Chiron.

Alvie could see his father and eldest brother talking. They had moved him rooms yesterday. Whatever that pentagram he had conjured was had helped him and quietened the voice relentlessly tormenting his mind.

From his new room, he could get food and walk about himself, should he choose to do so. He could see the whole of Camp from him, although he heard nothing.

Tobias nodded and ran off in the opposite direction of their mother. Percy glanced nervously at the sky and then, as if he knew he was watching, at Alvie. He gave a small wave and a half-hearted smile before walking after Annabeth.

Alvie pulled his cloak tighter about his shoulders as a chill warped down his spine. He shivered and drew the curtains closed, a nagging force pulling at his mind.

He was supposed to do something. But what?

He was just Alvie.

Cracking open the curtains, he cast a wary eye at the barriers as purple flakes started raining down on the Camp. Demigods all over were looking up and pointing, some running about in panic. Alvie saw somebody run towards the Big House while waving their arms comically in the air.

"We've got to get as many people as we can on the borderlines and-"

"Alvie, where are you going?" Elsie called, interrupting Tobias. Alvie was highly visible in that white-golden cloak of his as he shoved through crowds. People eventually started moving back for him and the panic spearing the air decreased a noticeable fraction, but there was still mayhem.

"Alvie!" Tobias shouted. He pushed forward as well, calling for his brother. Alvie didn't even falter, quickening his pace to gods knew where.

"No, wait!" Sage grabbed Tobias's hand in both of hers. Tobias stared at her incredulously, a protest on his lips. "He's doing something, give him time!"

"But-"

"Tobias…" She warned.

"Ugh, fine." Tobias folded his arms and sulked, making Sage snicker. "Come on, let's get you to Mom and Dad." He knelt and she jumped on his back. "Alokia, keep an eye on Alvie for me."

"What?!" Alokia squeaked, pretty sure she had been given an important- and potentially dangerous- job. Elsie smiled reassuringly, setting Lilly on her shoulders.

"I'll be back in a minute. Don't cause too much trouble, Kia."

Then they left her.

Alokia stared after them, despairing, until she remembered she had a job to do. She turned and hurried after her cousin, yelling his name as best she could over the hysteria from the younger demigods and the orders of the older demigods.

When she caught up with Alvie, he was standing on the hearth.

Hestia's hearth.

That had to be disrespectful, right?

"Alvie?" Alokia called quizzically. Alvie didn't even acknowledge her; swishing his cloak back, stomping his foot and throwing his hands out. Alokia stumbled to a halt as the ground trembled beneath her feet, luminous white lines criss-crossing and appearing all over the ground.

People moved out of the way of the lines, bumping into one another and falling over.

Those lines were new and new was not always good, especially if you're a demigod.

Alokia raced after one of the lines, branches splintering off and strange drawings forming away and in between them. The line that she followed marked its way up the hill towards Thalia's tree and collided with the base of the barrier, shooting up and continuing its pattern on the crumbling barrier.

Looking round, there were hundreds, possibly thousands of these lines sprawled across the ground and climbing the barrier. Alvie stood right at the centre of it, a vivid white glow around him and in his eyes.

Purple flakes shrivelled and vanished as the glow from the lines dispersed evenly, like a fresh coat of paint.

Or, in this case, a fresh coat of magic.

Somehow, with one of his pentagram things, Alokia realised he was fixing the barrier.

Demigods stopped panicking and all stared up, silence finally reigning. Alvie didn't recognise this, staring up as the lines and glow meet at the middle. A shower of warm, golden sparks fell and crackled, like fireworks.

Alvie lowered his hands and stared up. The pentagram faded, but the barrier held.

Of course it would.

He was Alvie.

"Howdidyoudothattellmerighthissecond!" Tobias demanded, running into the room and grabbing Alvie by the shoulders, shaking him as if that would make Alvie talk.

"Tobias, don't hurt him!"

"I'm not! I just want to know details!" Annabeth pulled her son away, shooing him away to his father.

"Nice work, Alvie." She smiled. Alvie pressed his lips together and bowed his head.

"Marvellous work indeed, my boy." Chiron agreed, nodding at Alvie. "How did you do that though? I was under the impression you had to draw one of your pentagrams?" Alvie hunched his shoulders, remaining quiet. Chiron watched him carefully for a few seconds and then looked at Annabeth. "As for what we talked about earlier, Alvie should rest first before trying anything else." Alvie narrowed his eyes, pushing into Chiron's mind as easily as he had Tobias's when he awoke.

Chiron's mind was a bit more difficult to decipher, but Alvie got there. He picked his way slowly through memories and thoughts until he found what he was looking for.

Annabeth burst into the room, drawing Chiron from his reading; "My dear, what is the matter?"

"The barrier's breaking."

"Breaking?" Chiron set his book aside and wheeled himself towards a window, peering out. "Oh my…" He looked at her. "That must be left-over magic from the attack last month."

"What if it's not though?" Chiron frowned at her, taking in her worried eyes and tense stance.

"A distraction." He concluded. She nodded. "It may well be. You have located Crystal and that Francis boy and with Alvie, finding and recovering them would be so easier. A distraction could be evident here." Chiron glanced back out of the window.

"Is Alvie still upstairs?"

"I would have thought so."

"I'm going to check on him." Annabeth decided, hurriedly leaving. Chiron heard her run up the stairs two at a time and a door creaked open on the floor above.

She returned seconds later. "Alvie's not in his room!"

"That is enough, Alvie." Alvie opened his eyes and saw Chiron's stern eyes on him. The mentor massaged his forehead irritably, inspecting Alvie.

"Did he read your mind?" Tobias asked. Chiron bowed his head, mulling over an idea to himself. "He did that to me as well- weirdest shit ever. So cool though!"

Alvie cast them all a final look and then decided he wanted to leave. His mother called him back, but he just kept walking.

"Alvie!" Several voices chorused. Somebody grabbed his arm, but he shook them off. A spark worked its way down his arm and whoever it was yelped.

He didn't stop though, not even when Nico suddenly appeared in front of him with a flare of shadows. Alvie waved his hand to the side and Nico fell away, pushed by an invisible force.

Later, Alvie didn't recall the transition from the Big House to the beach, but he was where he wanted to be.

Poseidon was already waiting for him, waist deep in the water and casting out a fishing line to a distance only godliness could achieve.

"Hello, Alvie." Poseidon smiled, his eyes twinkling. "Care to join me?"