Helia woke up in a warm, cozy bed. She didn't open her eyes at first, unsure of where she was. She heard voices in the distance that made her curious. Finally, she decided to reveal that she was awake.

She opened her eyes. They were very peculiar eyes, as if someone had sprinkled gold glitter in black paint. They darted around, taking in her surroundings. Then she sat up.

It looked like she was in an infirmary. Beds were lined up against the walls, her's one of them. Only two or three people were in a bed each, being attended to.

"...blame you if I get hypothermia," said a girl with grey eyes as she came into the room with a raven-haired boy. Helia's attention turned to them as she realized that they were approaching her bed.

"Oh, come on!" the boy complained. "It's not my fault that you don't have instant blow-drying powers."

The girl glared at him and realized that Helia was awake. "Oh... hello."

Helia stared at them blankly. "Um... Hello." She had so many questions that she had no idea which to ask first. For example, who were they? Where was she? Was she captured in some devil's prison with a nice hospital room?

"You probably have a lot of questions," said the boy carefully, looking at the girl warily. He walked closer to Helia, who nodded. "My name is Percy Jackson, and this is Annabeth Chase," he said, gesturing to the girl. Helia widened her eyes slightly at the name Percy Jackson, but she nodded at him to continue. "This place you're in, it's called Camp Half-Blood. Not this room, this is the infirmary, but the place where this room is in."

"Percy-" Annabeth tried to cut him off, but he continued.

"The camp is basically a safe place for demigods- half bloods, half mortal, half god. The children of the gods. Greek gods, that is. So Annabeth and I are demigods. Annabeth is the daughter of Athena, and-"

"You're the son of Poseidon?" Helia interrupted. Percy gaped at her.

"How-how did you know?" he stammered.

"The scent of the sea."

"Oh, well, yeah, the sea and Poseidon, and he's the god of the sea and all.."

Annabeth pushed Percy aside. "Sorry about that, I don't know what's gotten to him. So you know about the Greek gods?"

"Yes..." Helia said uneasily. "I have lived on Olympus for quite a while..."

It was Annabeth's turn to gape at her. "You've lived on Olympus?"

"This just gets better and better. Explaining for nothing," Percy muttered.

Annabeth put her hand on Percy's face to stop him from talking. "Do you know who your godly parent is?"

Helia shook her head.

Percy's muffled voice came from behind Annabeth's hand. "How about she tell us about herself?"

"Yeah, great idea, Perce," Annabeth said with mock enthusiasm. Percy managed to peel her hand off his face and gave an exaggerated sigh of relief.

Helia took a shaky breath and began. "My name is Helia, I am sixteen years old, and I do not know my last name. I lived with my mother for the first ten years of my life, but then she disappeared. I do not know if she is dead or not. She was French, and taught me the language, so I speak French and English fluently. I learned Greek when I was thirteen. At age twelve, I was caught in a terrible accident that I think you know of." She pointed out a handful of pure white hair from her pure black. Percy and Annabeth gasped- she had held up the sky.

"It was over there where I first heard the name Percy Jackson. The General Atlas had mentioned the name to a boy with the name of Luke. It was also the place where I first discovered that the gods were real. Artemis had secretly sent me to Olympus, where I was educated and trained. I tried to find out where my mother was, or at least find out who my godly parent was, but I had no luck. Because I still don't know, Hestia made herself my patron goddess. The last thing I remember was that a man encountered me and told me to look for a camp and warn them about something. He didn't tell me what to warn them about. The next thing I know, I wake up here. I do not know know how I got here."

Percy and Annabeth glanced at each other. "You fell out of the sky," Percy said.

There was an awkward silence, until Helia said, confused, "I fell from Olympus?"

"I don't think from Olympus, but..."

She stood up from her bed and brushed her waist-length hair out of her eyes. "I do not feel any pain." They were all confused.

Suddenly, a boy about the same age as Helia burst into the room. "Chiron wants to talk to you..." His gaze landed on her. "All three of you."

"Okay," Annabeth said. "Helia, this is Nico di Angelo, son of Hades. Nico, this is Helia."

"Hello," Helia said quietly. She was usually a shy person when meeting new people. Nico nodded to her.

They walked toward the door. Near the door, there was a full body mirror. Helia stopped to look at her reflection. She looked the same as she did normally on Olympus- a black leather jacket, a red, short sleeve shirt, skinny jeans, and brown combat boots. But something was different about her- and not about her appearance. There was was a glowing blue symbol above her head- a zero with a line going horizontally across it, a theta, the symbol of...

"Hail daughter of Thanatos," Annabeth whispered.

Author's note: So I just finished the Kane Chronicles series and OMGG it's so good. I can't believe people are all like, "Oh my god I love the Percy Jackson and Magnus Chase books! I haven't really read the Kane Chronicles, though. I've read the first book and it's SO boring." Actually, I was like that not so long ago. Anyways, my point is, please read it! It's totally worth it, trust me. It has a final battle possibly even better than the Blood of Olympus one, I dare say. And it has a MAJOR twist in the last book. Okay I have to study for my last exams tomorrow, so byeeee!

PS: Happy birthday Hazel!