Hi! Ok, thanks for all the reviews! :) it makes me so so happy to see them! Though I doubt this, if anyone out there is a mother, Happy Mother's Day! Technically it was yesterday, but hetter late than never! :) Also, I hope everyone is doing good! The "Sue me" from last chapter was not a quote from something else, I didn't even know it was! It's just a thing I say, so yeah. And I'm glad you like the Harry Potter references. I just finished the last book a week or two ago, and it was epic! If anyone else has read them, which book was your favorite? And why? Finally, I've already mentioned how I might not update wednesday, and said the reason why. If I do, it's highly likely that it'll be a short chapter. Ok, my poll is still up! I own nothing! And you can always enjoy the chapter!

PS: For the PS last chapter, that's why I hate lunch. And people in general (most of the time). I'll hate you unless you prove to be worthy of not hate. Or I'll just not communicate. Because j don't like people. In general.

Anne's POV (She agrees with me on the hating people stuff. Yep)

I can't tell Percy though. I can't let him know that I can't come. He'll be heartbroken, and I can't have my last memories of him as heartbroken. So for now, everything has to be okay. At least in everyone else's life. At least on the outside of me. Because no one, not even me, knows what the inside is like.

"Anne? Anne are you okay?" A voice asked, cutting through my selfish thoughts.

"Hm?" I looked up to see that I was in front of the door to Thalia's room, the closet. It looked very small, but was actually extremely large on the inside, as is my magic. Seeing Thalia standing in the doorway, concern on her face, I answered back, "Oh yes yes. I'm fine. I was just lost. In my thoughts." I had to clarify that last part. Don't want her to think I was lost in my past home. And my future home too, if everything goes right.

"Ok..." Thalia said, though her time gave no indication that she had believed my white lie.

I nodded. "Are you ready to go? Have you packed everything?"

"Yeah."

"Alright. Grab the chest and let's go." Not waiting, I turned and started to walk away. I knew Thalia would follow. Besides, she's a good girl. Much better than me.

Thalia's POV

Whatever I am, I'm not a good person.

I followed Anne down the hallway, carrying the chest behind me, copying her and getting absorbed in my thoughts.

What am I going to do now? My sole purpose in life before was to be with the people I loved. And now, my boyfriend and my best friend were killed by my favorite cousin.

Is it just me or is that messed up? The fates are out to get me. It's not enough that they were killed. Now all my memories and future moments with my cousin are ruined. Thanks for nothing Fates!

I continued on this thought train until a voice pulled the emergency brakes. "Hi."

I looked up, as did Anne, and saw Artemis. "Hi my Lady."

Anne nodded her head in respect, and addressed Artemis, telling her the same thing she told me.

For or a moment, Artemis disappeared back into the kitchens, then came out dragging the chest behind her. I slipped back into my thought train, wondering how to stop the fates messing with me. I bet they've never messed with Artemis. They'd be too afraid.

Artemis's POV (I bet you know what's gonna happen)

The fates mess with me more than any other. Or so I assume.

This is is all my fault. If I hadn't lowered my guard, then I would've been able to avoid that slippery serpent when I had the chance, all those centuries ago. He was Tom Riddle, and I the foolish maiden that knew better, but trusted his handsome face anyways. And just like Tom Riddle, the man that assaulted me was handsome, before his outer layer changed to match the one within.

If I had noticed that at the time, if I hadn't torn a page from Aphrodite's book and played the helpless, then maybe none of this would've happened. Moctezumal wouldn't have gotten punished as extremely, Hecate wouldn't have defended him, he wouldn't have gotten his own village/kingdom, Anne wouldn't have been his to command, and then we wouldn't be in this mess. It's all my fault.

My thoughts were put on hold when a male's voice asked, "Are you guys alright?"

I looked up, and saw Percy looking at Anne and Thalia as well as me. "Why wouldn't we be?"

Percy shrugged. "You all had the same weird expression on your face. I thought you were hurt from the way it looked. Whatever. My bad."

I nodded, and followed Percy into the room, trailing behind Thalia. Each of us dragged a chest behind us, though all of them were lightweight and bottomless.

Once Thalia and I were seating in this closet-like room with Percy, my eyes fell on said male. Anne had left, and Thalia was thinking, so Percy spoke to a red-skinned woman sitting on a chest. Sighing, I pondered to myself how Percy could be so happy and carefree after all this.

Percy's POV (TBC- to be continued)

I am so not happy right now. Or carefree.

I can see how someone would think that, but I'm a good actor. The best way to learn how to act, for all you aspiring actors/actresses? Try smiling in the mirror. That's the start of it all. The best actors can smile in the mirror, and fool their friends, family, and even themselves.

That's how I started out.