Frank wasn't expecting to end up on an island. After the Boreads appeared, he shot his arrow. He wasn't even sure he was aiming at anything, but he just wanted something to shield his eyes from the two flying monstrosities in front of his eyes.

One wore a purple tunic, which would've been nice if the article of clothing wasn't skin tight. Brown leggings tucked into his yellow boots, which looked as if they had never been used. White hair was slicked back on his head, his purple wings arched and ready to dive. The other one, which looked similar enough to be the other Boreads brother, was slightly bigger and covered in armor. His white hair was in disarray. But the thing Frank was mostly worried about was the jagged swords in their hands.

"Get out of here! Leave!" Piper yelled, her charmspeak washing over the ship. Frank had to force his legs to stay put.

The first Boread spoke in a heavy accent, which Frank knew was fake. "We should?" He looked to his brother. "Calais? Should we listen to the pretty woman?"

Calais gripped his sword tighter and giggled. "Destroy!"

The other Boread shook his head, as if his brother's words shook his out of his trance. He raised his sword.

"Crap," I heard Percy mutter, as he took out his pen, which transformed into a glowing blade. Leo raised a hammer, which came seemingly from nowhere. As the others drew their respective weapons, Frank kept his eyes on the Boreads, making sure they weren't about to try anything. The first kept his eyes on Piper, possibly not wanting to be enchanted again. Calais, however, was using his sword as a toothpick. Frank blinked. Alright, he thought, focus, Frank. He notched another arrow.

He shivered at a sudden chill in the air. Wasn't it the middle of the harvesting season? It couldn't be getting cold just yet. He shook it off just as Calais poked his brother.

"Zethes? Can Cal destroy now?" Zethes looked at his brother.

"Not yet," he whispered, although, with his accent, it sounded ten times louder. "You know why. Sister said-"

"Destroy?" Calais asked hopefully.

"No, you dolt!" Zethes sighed, focusing once again on Piper. He smirked. "Actually, Cal, you can destroy her." He pointed at the charmspeaker. Calais gave a cheer and dove straight for Piper, who was still without a weapon. Jason's eyes widened and he rushed over. Sparks flew as the swords met, complete silence coating the ship other than the noise of struggle between the two.

Piper looked ready to run, but she stood her ground. "Get out of here! Don't bother us again!" Frank knew if anyone could get rid of the Boreads, it was her. However, her voice wavered, so Calais simply pushed with his sword harder. Zethes, who had stood back for most of this, narrowed his eyes. He slowly flew closer to the ship, finally stopping two inches away from Leo's face.

"I smell fire," he said, staring into Leo's brown eyes. 'Fire' seemed to be the magic word, because Calais flew away from Jason, making the prince fall from exhaustion. Calais went next to his brother.

"Fire? Fire is bad. Destroy?" Frank didn't know what was with this guy and destroying, but he agreed with one thing. Fire is bad. Frank stepped away from the tinkerer, not even knowing if he had anything to do with fire. Reyna looked at Leo.

"What is he talking about, Valdez?" Piper bit her lip, though Frank didn't know why.

Annabeth stepped forward. "Boreads are creatures of ice, because of their father, a powerful sorcerer named Boreas. He controls the colder winds. If they say they smell fire, well," she sighed. "Leo?"

Leo shook his head, eyes full of fear. He had already taken a step back from Zethes, and Frank really didn't judge him for that. Anyone who could stand being close to the Boreads, weird as they were, was a real hero. He shrugged. "Okay, fine. I work around fire a lot. Maybe that's it. Maybe it's the engines, I don't really know."

Zethes glared at him, finally landing on the deck. "I smell fire on you."

"Hey!" Jason yelled, not exactly sure what Zethes was on to. Zethes turned to him. Jason blinked. "Um, don't-"

"Don't attack Leo!" Percy said, carrying on for the prince. "Jason has awesome powers, and all." He went for a winning smile. "And you don't want to deal with that, do you?"

Jason stared, flabbergasted, at Percy. "Percy, I don-"

"Of course!" Annabeth said, sending a quick glare towards Jason. "His powers will destroy you in a second!"

Zethes looked interested in this. "Really? Well, I assume it's power you were born with. Who are your parents?"

Reyna joined in. "Why, King Zeus! Only the most powerful magic user for his father!"

"I'm surprised you haven't heard of the treacherous tales of Jason Grace, slayer of the, uh..." Percy looked at everyone for help.

Frank remembered something Annabeth mentioned from her dream. "The Lastrogonian race!"

Zethes waved his hand. "Destroy?" Calais asked.

"No, wait," Zethes looked at Jason. "Jason Grace? King Zeus is your father?" Before Jason could even answer, Zethes burst out laughing.

"What?" Jason asked.

"Not true, son of Zeus. Not entirely true." He smirked.

"What are you talking about?" Jason raised his sword.

Another shiver went down Frank's spine. "Brothers!" a voice yelled. "I want to deal with them myself.

The voice came from a girl, with pale skin, and a long white dress. Her eyes were a milky brown, but they were emotionless, cold. Her hair was such a contrast to her skin, Frank had a hard time looking at her. She appeared on the deck in a flurry of snow, no weapon in hand.

"Zethes, Calais. Take down their boat," she said. Zethes zoomed towards the sails and began to rip them up, Calais on the ground ripping up the deck.

"No!" Leo yelled.

The girl looked at him. "Hush, boy. It won't matter soon." She looked around. "My name is Khione, daughter of Boreas."

"Sorceress of snow," Annabeth muttered.

Khione looked at her. "Yes, mortal. Enough talking, though." She waved her hand. A strong gust of wind shot Reyna, Jason, and Piper flying into the air.

"Reyna!" Frank yelled. Khione smiled, which looked more like a sneer. "Don't worry shapeshifter, as I said, none of your worries will exist soon. Because you'll be dead." With another wave of her hand, Hazel, Percy, and Annabeth took off into another direction, the cold wind moving them farther away.

Nico and Leo backed up, until they were in line with Frank. Nico looked ticked off, probably from his sister, and Leo readied his hammer. However, as he threw it, the three took off into the sky, the frosty wind biting at Frank's skin as he blacked out.

Frank acted fast. As soon as he awoke, he turned into a dragon, catching Nico and Leo in the air. Spotting an island in the distance, knowing he wouldn't be able to stay in this form much longer, he dove towards it.

As soon as his feet touched the sand, he turned into a human, and his knees buckled. He had never tried turning into a dragon before, but he knew one of his ancestors could do it. Leo groaned, spitting out sand. Nico was already standing. "What is this place?" Frank wondered aloud.

Nico looked around, dusting off his pants. "No idea. And I couldn't care less. We just need to get back to the ship."

Leo stood up shakily. "You know, this would be a better experience if I had a pineapple with me," he said, taking in the beach. However weird the statement, Frank had to agree. If it were possible, he'd want to come back here someday. Tall trees of every variety were towards the inner island, while a stream lined with rocks emptied itself into the clear water. Bright flowers stuck out of the grass patches. The sand was crisp white, which made the sky seem even brighter. Leo looked at the sand closer, his eyes narrowed.

"Huh. Lime," he muttered. He picked some of the granules up, taking a cloth pouch out of his belt. After filling the bag, he turned towards them. In one swift move, he stuffed the pouch in his belt and swiftly made his way down the beach. "Come on, stragglers!" He said. "Let's see what your pal Leo's got to work with."

It was hot. That was the first thing Frank noticed walking in his armor. Nico was no help. Everytime Frank got a glance at the necromancer, Nico was just walking comfortably, as if it were the nicest day out.

Leo was also no help. He kept humming little tunes to who knows what song, picking up random pieces of wood. His mind kept coming back to what the Boreads had said. "I smell fire on you." Frank didn't know what that meant, but as a shapeshifter, it couldn't be good. Would Leo hurt him? No, of course not. They were on the same side.

But, one piece of his mind said, you've only known his for a few days. How do you know you can trust him? Frank found himself believing that voice, I mean, Leo and him had never fought by each other, he had no not reason to trust him. Frank shook away his thoughts. That could wait.

Frank sighed, deciding to help the young blacksmith. Helping him pick up bits of wood that he thought were okay, any pieces of vine Leo said would be good for tying the raft together, they slowly made their way down the beach. Frank picked up a weird looking stick, which was really smooth. After a few minutes of silently walking, Nico not to far behind, Leo finally set down his wood. Nico, who had been silent most of the time, sat down next to a dip in the ground and starting placing small pieces of wood together for a fire.

"I hope Hazel's okay," Nico said, trying to light a fire away from the knight.

Frank blinked. "Uh, how'd you two meet?" Nico looked up.

"My father. When I was looking for my sister, he told me where to find her." He looked down. Frank guessed the necromancer had never said that much about anything to anyone, except maybe Hazel. With Nico continuing to work on the fire, Frank noticed a very silent Leo working on the raft.

"Uh, hey Nico," Leo said awkwardly, glancing at Frank now and then. "I can help you with that fire."

Nico raised his eyebrows, interested. "Can you? Go ahead." Leo looked at Frank real quick.

"Now Frank, don't freak out," he said, putting his hands out.

Frank scooted back a bit. "I don't like it when you say that."

"Don't worry Frank, I've got it under control." He wasn't sure the tinkerer was telling him all of the story.

Leo looked at his palm, a look of concentration in his features. Suddenly, a flame ignited in Leo's hand. With a yelp, Frank scrambled back, kicking up sand onto the two others. Leo set the fire on the pile Nico had made.

"Hey!" What do you think you're doing with my candelabra?!" a girl's voice yelled down the shore.

(Sneaky POV change says, 'YoU dId NoT sEe Me!')

Piper didn't know much about marketplaces in Ritlad, but she knew they usually didn't have shadowy figures. As soon as the charmspeaker woke up, Jason and she noticed a very tired looking Reyna.

"Hey," she croaked, the knight wincing at her most likely raw throat. "I had to lend some magic to a friend to get us here." She waved dejectedly to a pegasus who was flying away in the sky. "Scipio helped get us down here safely, but three people was a lot for him, not to mention I was just unconscious." Piper smiled, glad her friend was alright. Jason had gotten up and was already looking around.

"What the hell is this place?" he asked. Piper shook her head, at a loss. A large shack stood in the middle of a clearing in the woods, the door slightly open. A shadow laughed and stood in the door. Reyna had confused smile on, shakily standing up.

"Come on, guys! It'll be fun!" she coaxed, waving rapidly towards the figure with a glaze over her eyes.

That's it, folks!

When writing the description for the Boreads, I had so much trouble. How do you take modern-day fashion catastrophes and make them medieval-time fashion catastrophes? Plus, I didn't have my Lost Hero book because someone is borrowing it. Well, I hope I did okay on that... Also I am not happy with Leo's fire reveal, but I couldn't figure another way, so I might come back to it.

And if you read the last post, which was an authors note, you will notice that the quotes are not in order, because that was the amount of trickery I could add in... *sigh* Also, you'll notice that one of the quotes was not used. Sorry. Whenever I was choosing which quotes to show you, I accident took one from a scene that I did for later on, because it was a good idea in hindsight. I'm also trying to not take the story so fast, because as I have said before, I have some ama-zhang ideas for Leo and Nico, and surprisingly, Jason.

Did you like the POV change? I'm not sure it'll be a regular thing, so enjoy it while you can! I mean, this one was more like a preview... (: And did you think that was a battle scene. Haha, nope. You'll have to wait till next chapter.

Sorry for changing Calypso's island so much, I just was really sad with the way it was described in the books. I just made it feel a lot more like something out of a fantasy book, which I think turned out pretty well. As for why I'm introducing Calypso so soon, you'll find out soon... whether it's a good or bad thing... (I have too much power as an author, sorry...)

IMPORTANT- I won't be able to write next week because I won't have wifi, so I don't know when the next chapter will be.

I promise on my immortal soul, I don't own PJO or HOO.

Questions? Comments? Concerns?