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Lilith walked along caught up in the marvel of her new setting listening to Syrus as he talked of coming from Alaska to camp Half Blood after hunting monsters and was about to ask him about the hunting gtrip when he added.

“We are both new and I don't really know anyone else. Unless you'd rather I go that is.”

It was said in a tone which she sensed exposed the fact that he was used to people rejecting him and that caused her a moment of worry but before she could form a diplomatic response a girl dressed like she’d been out hiking with her …...Wolf said.

“Oh! I’m sorry, I hope we didn’t scare you or anything, We’re a bit new here and still trying to get our bearings.”

She stuck out her hand adding

“I’m Joanne, and this is Smoke.”

Lilith used to appraising every new encounter for the potential dangers both real and social noticed the Sled dog shirt and the Alaska police fleece and smiled at what may be a curious coincidence.

”I am Lilith Morgan daughter of Peitho, a pleasure to meet you Joanne and encase you haven’t met this is my new acquaintance Syrus and if the clues I am presented are accurate it is possible that you may have both covered the same ground in Alaska.

I on the other hand have only visited Alaska on a cruise with my father when I was 12 and he had to go there to shoot a video. It appeared to be a wild and beautiful land. says the Raven Haired Beauty in a voice that is almost musical.

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He had saw the concern on her face and was about interject but then a girl almost collided with them. What's this? She had a wolf with her. Interesting because he had never seen one so tame, especially with a demigod. Then he saw her, actually looked and heard Lilith's voice. Suddenly he went stark white and froze as he remembered hearing a girl's crys as he had left the house of a couple that had been murdered by those creatures of darkness. What were they again? What has his mother called them, serpents of the void? He shook off his slight vision then smiled at Joanne slightly. "Umm hi there Joanne and smoke. It seems the three of us have something in common and you and I well looks like we were in the same place at some point. I was traveling through Alaska. Beautiful place and so cold. I enjoy the cold." He realized very quickly that he was rambling and decided to stop talking.

Chiron smiled as he watched the others execute a move perfectly then turned back to the hill. This time he saw the boy again but with two new female campers. One of whom had arrived with a very tragic story. "Well I better take the new ones to there cabins and make sure Miss Joanne doesn't need anything. He galloped up to them and smiled down at them. "Hello everyone." Turning to Syrus, who suddenly had a look of relief on his face, Chrion smiled. "I hear you are a child of Hecate. I'm looking forward to helping you." The he turned to the two girls. "A daughter or Artemis? That is very unusual but we welcome you all the same. Miss Morgan I heard whisperings before you got here from your mother. Peitho a very intriguing goddess. I know what you need help and we will do the very best to train you. Well then it will be a while before dinner. You are free to explore the camp but let me show you to your cabins. Joanne I know you have yours already but if you would like to walk with us that would be great." He turned and then started down the hill towards the cabins set up in a U shape. Other buildings were in construction by the Hephestus kids. They were tasked with building the new cabins as new kinds of Demigods kept showing up and the Hermes cabin could only hold so many.

Syrus nodded at Chiron and then looked at the other two then walking after Chiron. Turning he beckoned both of them to come with with his smile and small "come on" hadlnd gesture.

Vergil is currently near the Pegasus Stables, writing something down. After a few moments, he scratched out his writing. "No, this won't do." He says to himself. He turns to the next page and sighs a little. On the paper, is a drawing of his father, Euri. After looking at it for a few minutes, he simply smiles and puts the book away. "Just look father," Vergil mutters to himself. "I'll make a name for myself." And with that, he sets off to the Hermes Cabin, his only home (until he moves into his mothers cabin, that is). Once he enters, he finds, as usual, some people there.

His bag was on top of his bed (if you can call it one). It contained all his belongings: a camp half-blood shirt, some pens all assortments, drawings (mainly of famous writers and anime characters), a photo of his father and mother on their wedding night, and a book about Greek mythology. He puts away his journal and pen in their respective spots, and zips the entire bag up.

This was the last time he would ever really see the hermes cabin, and he was happy about that. No more stuffy nights sleeping on the floor and no more social interaction. It would just be himself in his own cabin. As he packed up, no one batted one eye at him. Why would they? He is not one of them, he never will be one of them. He will always be just a normal face in the crowd.

As he left the Hermes cabin, the sun was setting in Camp Half-Blood. There were some people duing some studying before they let in for the night, there some people practicing their swordsplay, and others that are just walking around. It was a peaceful evening.

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While Chiron talked with Syrus and Joanne Lilith watched the people her age as they swung sword and thrust with spear in what looked like the training styles she’d seen in the frescos and pottery of Greece; even their armor spoke of the age of Bronze.

She was no trained fighter but her dad’s insistence on her joining him in his morning Tai chi exercises had left her with a body the girls at school often envied openly and the flexibility required to make her one of her former schools top gymnasts. She ate as she wished and wasn’t married to any special trendy diet so common in the circles she’d run in though by dent of her tastes was still a healthy one and helped her keep her muscles and bones in great condition.

Maybe it was because she’d never pushed herself except in gymnastics or entertained a thought of violence that she was mesmerized by the spectacle of the ancient arts of war and therefore was surprised when the Master of the Camp Chiron the Centaur spoke to her.

”Oh! Thank you Sir

Mother must trust you as she whispered her intentions and needs rather than at speaking volume which she has lead me to understand I will need do sometime in the future less I amass a cult of followers I do not need.

Mother did mention my Cabin would be as her temples were a small structure behind Aphrodite’s most of it beneath the earth. She said quickly recovering from her surprise and even managing to keep her voice under control.

Then as she followed him she had a thought

”If there is need of cabin space and mine shows to be large enough I can offer guest status to any needing a place to stay. I’m somewhat used to having guests because of my dad’s open door policy so it would be no bother

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Chiron smiled. As they came up on the Cabin Lilith was to stay in he turned. "You may have visitors but as far as sleeping goes everyone has their place. Also your mother does trust me. I have been around for a very long time and she wanted to make sure I was in on who I was receiving into my care. I know about the things that have brought you here and we will do our best to show you have to control that voice just as we do with the Aphrodite girls and some boys from Apollo. Now we will be heading off for Syrus' cabin you make yourself at home."

Syrus turned before following Chiron. "It was nice to meet you Lilith. See you at dinner later." He smiled warmly and handed her the guitar case feeling a little guilty about not helping her inside the Cabin with her stuff but Chiron was already walking off. He turned and waved one more time before heading after Chiron.

Catching up he smiled at Joanne. "Accompanying me to the cabin? I don't mind the company. Just wasn't sure if you need to do other things before dinner." He looked ahead at the woods behind the three large cabins. The big three. Empty since Percy Jackson was not here with them and Nico was off doing the gods knew what. Off to the side of the Hades cabin stood a much smaller one. The vines grew around it and flames came from two torches beside two doors. A vision blurred before him and he smiled a Chiron."One is a trap that leads to a misty void but the other a room for me." Chiron nodded and was about to say something when another camper came running up telling him of an accident that he needed help with. "See you both at dinner!" He yelled as he galloped off after the kid.

Looking to Joanne he asked. "You wanna come in? Looks like you have something on your mind." He waited to see what she would day before doing anything else.

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Joanne

Joanne suddenly looked a bit uneasy at the prospect, but she just HAD to know what happened earlier that day to her family.

“Ummmm, yeah,” Joanne said. “Let’s go in, I do have a question or two to ask you.”

Joanne followed Syrus in, instructing Smoke to wait outside the cabin. The wolf dutifully sank down to lie on the porch, looking up at both Syrus and Joanne with barely concealed concern as they headed inside.

Picking out a pair of bunks, Joanne and Syrus sat down opposite each other. Joanne put her bow down on the floor and looked at Syrus for a second before beginning.

“Soooo…” Joanne began. “I couldn’t help hearing your conversation with Lilith earlier, about you being in Alaska.” She looked away, obviously a bit uncomfortable. “I didn’t mean to spy on you, but it sounded like you may know what happened to my dad and aunt.”

“I found them,” she paused and swallowed. “Well, you know, dead. And whatever it was that killed them then tried to kill me. And it would have, if I haven’t been carrying my bow this morning. Instead, I killed it…I’m still not exactly certain how I did that. And then I found myself here.” Joanne looked directly at Syrus, as tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes. “Please, tell me what you know…“

Syrus wore a grim face as she told him that she had found her family like that. Then he gulped down shock as she told him she had killed the thing he was after. He started shaking his head, "No there is no way. How? The Naga Umbra is very powerful." Syrus stood and thought for a second. "It hid itself from me and...waited...on you?" He looked at Joanne. "You aren't a hunter. The wolf...the bow and those people. You are a demigod of Artemis...an actual daughter." He shook his head and went over to her and pulled up a chair sitting directly in front of her. "Ok so what I know is that my mother had a vision. She is the only one who can because of a loop hole. I can do the same thing. She sent me to track a Naga Umbra or snake of shadows if you will. It's an envoy or sign that Erebos the primordial god could return. Why it's after you I'm not sure yet." He stared back at her waiting for her to process the info. @golani

Syrus wore a grim face as she told him that she had found her family like that. Then he gulped down shock as she told him she had killed the thing he was after. He started shaking his head, "No there is no way. How? The Naga Umbra is very powerful." Syrus stood and thought for a second. "It hid itself from me and...waited...on you?" He looked at Joanne. "You aren't a hunter. The wolf...the bow and those people. You are a demigod of Artemis...an actual daughter." He shook his head and went over to her and pulled up a chair sitting directly in front of her. "Ok so what I know is that my mother had a vision. She is the only one who can because of a loop hole. I can do the same thing. She sent me to track a Naga Umbra or snake of shadows if you will. It's an envoy or sign that Erebos the primordial god could return. Why it's after you I'm not sure yet." He stared back at her waiting for her to process the info. @golani

Joanne wiped the tears away from her eyes, as her expression turned hard. "Syrus, I can tell you with no doubt I killed that...Naga Umbra thingie. I put so many arrows into it, it had no chance to get away." Joanne tapped her bow with her foot to emphasize that last statement.

"As for being a daughter of Artemis, that's what the two women that brought me here said, except that I was 'the' daughter, not 'a' daughter," Joanne noted. "And they were just as confused as you how that happened," she added with a small smile.

"Still," Joanne continued. "I don't understand exactly what you mean. Who is this Erebos guy?"

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He stared at her as if she had a second head for a second and then had to remind himself that not all demigods were raised as he was. " Ok so Erebos is a primordial god, one of five to be exact. He is specifically is a primordial god of darkness and the husband of Nyx. She was badly harmed during the second titan war due to a certain demigod. This angered Erebos and my mom thinks he might be empowering monsters to their primordial forms. The thing you fought was one of those. I'm hoping you did kill it and it's not actually hiding waiting to strike." He took a breath and thought about the other thing she had said. She was the daughter. He had came to the conclusion that she was more than likely created by the goddess. Making her no less real it did give her the advantage of he really didn't know how strong she was. Suddenly the dinner horn blew. Had they been in here for that long? Apparently so. "Would you like to go to dinner? We can continue this if you'd like?"@golani

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Vergil left the things in his cabin, a beautifully designed cabin with an archway and pillars. He decided to try to go get some peace and write in the forest. Once he entered, it took about ten minutes to actually find some place to write.

Lilith had found her cabin with ease and managed to settle in quickly which was probably due to her constant traveling with her dad when he toured in the summers. It was an easy habit to fall into when no place seemed permanent, not even their Beverly Hills home which she knew had been bought more as a place to hold parties when he was in LA.

This place had a different air to it though, it was a place used to people with spectacular parents and her Dad as the Lead Singer of a Rock Band was decidedly lower on the scale than a God or Goddess. It meant that she could let her worries go.

So once her bag was stored in the sumptuous but small cabin interior she threw on a pair of cutoff shorts and a nice dark Tank top with the Scattered Dreams tour logo on it and a pair of black tennis shoes. Once she was dressed she decided to take up Chiron's suggestion of having a look around the Camp and set off.

Vergil sat on a stump and started writing. It was not long before he heard some stepping behind him. He turned around and saw Lilith. Being the antisocial guy he is, he just kinda sat there and panicked, holding his notebook over his face to mask him.

Lilith was surprised and pleased when she discovered Vergil sitting on a stump writing, but then as soon as he realized he wasn't alone he tried to hide behind the journal he held.

"Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt and I assure you I have no ill intentions

I'm Lilith Morgan" she said controlling the hidden power of her voice so she didn’t frighten the shy boy

"I... I'm Vergil." He says as he pulls down the journal revealing his face. He looks at Lilith and looks away immediately, hiding a blush
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Lilith giggled softly at how timid Vergil was, actually enjoying his refreshing and real reaction

Its very nice to meet you Vergil, I enjoy meeting new people but I see I am making you uncomfortable.
If you'd like I could leave you in peace

She could immediately see in his eyes that he wasn’t yet ready to interact with her so she bowed to him.

”I shall bid you farewell Virgil in hope that in the near future we might pick up our association once more. she said before fleeing as she detected her voice’s power getting slightly away from her control.

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Her feet soon carried her back to her tiny cabin when she saw the cabin of those her mother had whispered were her cousins.

The building was a stunning display of colors and revival greco architecture it,s roof a rich Cerise Pink with a Egyptian Blue and Daisy White checked pattern deck and polished gray granite walls, matching steps that lead up to the door.

There were lace linen curtains in every window and gloriously colored carnations in window boxes lending the air of a dollhouse to the structure. But it all paled beside the buildings residents the children of Aphrodite who were more like the cast of some teen movie made by disney.

They were dressed in what Lilith’s estimation judged to be the latest fashion off the runways of the finest design houses, even those in athletic or hiking togs. Some might have been daunted in such rarified company but Lilith had brushed shoulders with the It girls and boys of the fashion world since she was a babe many sleeping over at her dad’s place, some even friends.

Then she noticed two of the girls sitting on the deck chatting had stopped talking and were smiling in her direction.

”Look everyone it's Lilith Morgan, her dad’s Jake Morgan of the Dragons” said the oldest of the two girls and causing a familiar rush of people towards her.

Lilith was at first worried she was being mobbed by fans of her dad but it turned out that she was the newest member of the family; she was called cousin by the girls and guys of the cabin and the questions were more about her than her dad though there were a few of those.

She was saved by the sound of a horn which her cousins said was the call to the feast as she was swept up by the two girls who’d first noticed her on each arms pulling her along

At mention of dinner, Joanne’s stomach growled loudly to remind her that she had not eaten anything since she had left home.

“Yeah, dinner sounds good right about now,” Joanne said with a bit of a smile. “Let’s go.”

Joanne followed Syrus out of the cabin to find Smoke waiting for them on porch. The big gray wolf growled at Syrus, her hackles up. Though relieved that nothing had happened while Joanne was inside, Smoke was still not happy with Syrus.

Joanne immediately went to Smoke and knelt down beside her, stroking the wolf’s back. “It’s ok, Smoke…he’s friendly. He’s not going to hurt me.” Reassured a bit by her mistress, Smoke stopped growling, but still eyed Syrus warily.

“I’m sorry Syrus. Believe it or not, Smoke is usually very friendly,” Joanne apologized as she looked up to the other demigod. “But things have been crazy today, and she wants to protect me. I’m sure she’ll adjust, it will just take a little time for her to relax.”

Joanne switched to scratching behind Smoke’s ears and the wolf’s eyes half-closed in obvious pleasure.

“Hey girl, you want some dinner?” Joanne asked after a moment. Smoke’s eyes popped open at the mention of dinner and she whined a little, obviously hungry too.

“Well, come on then,” Joanne said. She got up and the three headed off to dinner.

While following Syrus to the dining pavilion Joanne could feel herself relax, and start to feel more comfortable with the camp. That was, until she reached the pavilion.

“Wow…” Joanne said in wonder. She had no idea there were so many other kids at the camp, even though it had been explained to her before. And it was clear they all came from all over the place. Of course, anything would be considered ‘all over the place’ to Joanne, since she had lived all her life in Alaska.

One of the servers came over to the three, and looked down at Smoke, who was sniffing and almost straining to go in.

“I’m terribly sorry, but we can’t allow your, er…pet in here,” she said apologetically.

Joanne’s eyes briefly bugged out, for the server had green hair and pointy ears.

“You’re a…” Joanne started to say.

“A dryad” the server said, finishing the sentence. “Yes…surprised?”

“A little,” Joanne admitted. “I’ve never met a dryad before.”

The wood nymph giggled before continuing. “Well, Daughter of Artemis, don’t worry, you will see plenty of us here, as we are the food servers. Anyway, my name is Ash.” She curtseyed a bit, and then pointed to a table where the two Hunters who had brought Joanne to camp were sitting. “And your friends are over there.” Seeing Joanne hesitate, Ash continued, “don’t worry, I’ll take good care of…?”

“Smoke,” Joanne said in response to the unasked question. Joanne knelt down and spoke quietly to Smoke for a second. The wolf’s tail stopped wagging and drooped in obvious disappointment, but it was clear she understood. Joanne got back up and nodded to Ash.

“Ok, Smoke,” Ash said. “Come with me and we can get you some food, ok?” The nymph departed with Smoke following her close behind.

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After the Dryad went off with smoke, who he thought was just going to have to get used to him, he beckoned Joanne over as he spotted Lilith.

"I say the three of us sit together and see who join. I mean we are the newest I believe." He said as he smiled at Joanne and walked over to a table. He waved at Lilith to cone sit with then and then at Chiron before a cloud nymph flew over with a plate and dropped it in from on him with a cup filled with a green liquid.

"Oh wow this looks like the herbal tea I used to get and my favorite!" A pile of fruits was on one side and on the other was a meat that had been smothered in a sauce with mushrooms. Syrus began to dig in and listened to the conversations around him.

As he ate he began to feel light headed. He tried to shake off the feeling but to no avale. He looked around and didn't see Lilith or Joanne but he did see people staring and then he heard a few screams.

Mist had rolled in and taken hold of Syrus as the screams began. The mist levitated him off the ground and began pouring into his body through his mouth. Once it had stopped his staff appeared in his hand. He then lifted it and then as if stone where his feet he struck the air with the bottom of it. His hair turned a shock white and he blinked but when his eyes opened again they swirled with fire and mist. As he began to speak his voice came out as if through a megaphone as well as alot deeper.

"The doors of death closed and giants slain. Gia put to rest and demigod's won fame. God turned mortal and emperor's gain. All mean nothing against his name. Woke by harm against his wife, his wrath will bring end to life. To be stopped the new moon must rise as the son of the owl earns his prize. Luck shall suffer defeat as two sides of the same coin meey. the whisper shall fule the fate of us all, as she brings gods to call. Forks in the journey many and long only the mist can hear the true song. The final act as truth once told come to gather at the start of it all. Shadow's Crest shall bring egress, as long as retrieved at the guardian's request. Defeat is certain if one does die so be certain to not lie." The prophecy spoken Syrus floated down and stood by the table he had been at. A torch kinda like his staff but old and wooden appeared in his other hand. He slammed it on the ground and flames traveled down the length to the ground then along ground. Once there it split and traveled to other demi-gods in the crowd. Two of which were the girls he met today. The flame travel up there body and then to their palm where it seared there. An image of a flame now emblazoned.

"Gather ye heroes emblazoned by the flame of choice. Forge your path and fulfil the prophecy! You are my chosen, the path I choose to see, the torches that will light the future from darkness." The second staff then burst into flame and dissolved into ash. Syrus for the second time today collapsed. In the hand that held the burning staff was now a flame seared into his skin.

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Lilith was eating with the girls of Aphrodite when Syrus went into his act and if it hadn’t been for the reaction of the others around her she would have thought it an impromptu play.

"The doors of death closed and giants slain. Gia put to rest and demigod's won fame. God turned mortal and emperor's gain. All mean nothing against his name. Woke by harm against his wife, his wrath will bring end to life. To be stopped the new moon must rise as the son of the owl earns his prize. As the chronicler inspires the king to fall, the whisper shall fuel the fate of us all. Forks in the journey many and long only the mist can hear the true song. The finale act as truth once told come to gather at the start of it all. Doors shall open before the fall egress made at the call. Defeat is certain if one does die so be certain to not lie." He had said and like most oracle his words as much a riddle as a poem.

It was obvious by the repeated references that this was an elder and they had a connection to a past war; “What else was new in the world of the mythical?” she thought.

Not one to panic Lilith pulled her notepad out of her pocket and put it all down word for for word before time altered her memory of it.

It was while she was writing her notes her memory was nudged so she sought the source of her inspiration.

If she remembered Zeus once stripped Apollo and Poseidon of their divine authority and made them work for Laomedon for rebelling against him and if she was recalling correctly Apollo was stripped once more and made the servant of a Shepherd. She was sketchy on detail at the moment probably due to all the excitement but she knew she was going to find the way to scratch the itch.

Then she read the poem once more and saw a connection once more; “Gaia had a half giant son with Poseidon named Antaeus, temple of skulls, wrestling matches, and Far to the west of the the Carthaginians and was interrupted in her thoughts by a tingling sensation in her off hand. At first she thought that the pad had cut her but when she looked saw the flame mark and wrote Glyph Quest.

Isaac could only stare as the Mist swirled into the dining pavilion and enveloped and possessed Syrus and he spoke a prophecy. Most of it made little sense to Isaac, but a few things stood out as he rushed to help Syrus again. "Okay, so I think we're dealing with Ouranous waking up again, if I understood those first lines correctly," he began as he propped Syrus up. "We just won a war against the Giants and Gaea and closed the doors of death, but with Gaea's defeat, we woke up her husband, Ouranous, who had been chopped into a thousand pieces and thrown into Tartarus by Kronos, but if Kronos can come back from being chopped up, I assume Ouranous can as well, and he was definitely not someone you want to make mad according to the old stories." He contemplated the rest of the prophecy. "I'm not sure what the new moon rising means, possibly something to do with Artemis, and the son of the owl probably refers to a son of Athena," he looked at the flame seared on his palm. "Apparently, me. The rest of it is a mystery to me. Who is the chronicler or the king who will fall or the whisper? Forks in the journey sounds like something Hecate would be interested in, and we have one of her sons here, and if he has control of the Mist, then maybe he can show us the way. I can't make heads or tails of the last two lines, though." He was talking mainly to himself as he tried to sort out the meaning of the mysterious prophecy, but he had spoken clearly enough that his musings on the subject were easily heard by everyone around him and Syrus.

Joanne looked over at Syrus in total shock as he began to rise.

What the hell…?

Clearly, Joanne had never seen anything like this before, and that was easily reflected on her face. She figured that there was a prophecy of some kind being told, but it was riddle that she had no real idea how to decipher.

And then she was mesmerized by the staff as it burst into flame. She watched as the ball came closer and closer to her before traveling up her body and burning her hand.

She grabbed at her hand, and screamed in pain. At that moment Smoke burst onto the scene, charging right for his mistress. Smoke skidded to a halt right in front of Joanne, whining.

“I’m ok, Smoke, it’s…” Joanne began to say before Syrus collapsed right in front of her.

“Syrus!” she yelped. In a flash, Joanne reached out to grab him, breaking his fall before he hit the ground.

“Ugggh, I got you, Syrus,” Joanne said as she sat back down hard on the bench with Syrus now in her lap. Joanne could see the mark of flame on his hand now, and as she turned her hand over she saw the same mark on her palm as well.

Whatever this prophecy was, she was clearly a part of it now.

Hector woke up later than usual, having been up wandering the camp the night before. His half-siblings, the other children of Tyche, had already left the cabin without him. He sat up in his bunk and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before getting up. It was already quite late in the day so he was surprised that no one had come for him yet. He thought that something exciting might have happened while he slept, as it would explain why he was forgotten about. He got himself dressed and rubbed his necklace. He thanked his mom in his thoughts for giving him the good fortune to sleep in.

It was already dinner, so he left the cabin to go grab a bite to eat. However as he approached the other campers he could tell something was wrong. Someone had collapsed and people had gathered around with shock visible in their expression. Hector picked up his pace to see what had happened but stopped in his tracks when he felt a painful burning sensation on his hand. He grasped the affected area and winced before lifting his hand to see that he had been marked with the shape of a fire.

It was clear now that whatever just happened was something more than just a camper feeling faint. He ran to the crowd, confused about what had just happened.

"Hey, what's going on?" He asked the others with urgency, grabbing at the necklace around his neck for comfort.

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"Well what else was I to expect, the children of the gods in poem and myth never knew true peace" Thought Lilith with a sigh.

She was the daughter of the negotiator Goddess, she with the silver tongue, the seducer, servant to Aphrodite; some how she'd fooled herself into thinking those here would have not expected much more from her than she be a good listener which as part of being thought a good speaker, a seductress.

She was aware of how the daughters of love were thought of, people who loved knew passion and passion wasn't just about the fluffy sex kittens but the artist, the poet and the warrior. Lilith hated the idea that the gods saw fit to abuse her right to free will and while she'd been a bit swayed by her mother she was also her own woman; just ask her dad.

The worst thing of all about the entire situation was the way they were all segregated, even eating they were segregated, this was a common mess; a place that what amounted to as the village of the Heroes, the Demigods. Here was a chance to learn from the mistakes of their parents the gods.

"I miss Velma, Kitty and Ura" she lamented as she focused on the fact she had no house mates and no real friends or acquaintances.

Syrus' eyes fluttered open and he stared up at demigods surrounding him among them was Joanne and Isaac. A coppery taste was in his mouth as well as his hand burned. He took a deep breath and started to get up the stench of smoke mixed with mist was in the air, frowning he looked over at the others staring at him. Then at Joanne.

"I'm so sorry." He said as he saw the mark on her. His mother had down something that was forbidden. She had chosen champions of her own prophecy. Since all the Oracles were out of commission she used him as an conduit.

He turned to the rest of them as Redwood came over. "I hope someone wrote down what she said." Redwood tugged at Syrus' shirt. He looked down and frowned again as he was beckoned out of the pavilion. Following Redwood he exited but Redwood stopped and turned back to the crowd.

"Any who bare the mark please head to the Big House for a meeting after you are done eating and don't forget to give an offering to your godly parent in the fire." Redwood then trotted out and escorted Syrus to the House.

Upon arriving he sat and waited in the main room while Redwood called someone on the phone. "Yes, Miss Dare? Could you be at camp by tomorrow morning? Yes dear that would be fine. We have had a complication. No it's not about Apollo." Silence permeated the room before the next words were spoken. "Well you see...there has been a prophecy." After a few more moments Redwood hug up and came into the room.

"We will wait for the other and for Chiron to finish the rounds before talking anymore. I figured you would need to get out of there before everyone started asking a ton of questions." Syrus nodded but didn't say anything. He just sat there waiting and then watched as the stuff head on the wall yawn and meowed.

While Isaac was as hungry as ever, his mind was too filled with questions to concentrate much on eating. He offered fully half of the food on his plate to Athena along with a short prayer for wisdom and guidance, then sat down with the rest of his half-siblings, many of them talking excitedly about the mysterious prophecy and trying to decipher its meaning. They threw a number of questions Isaac's way since he had been chosen to take part in this quest, but Isaac would only answer with noncommittal monosyllables, too absorbed in his own thoughts to take part in the conversation around him. He tried to fit together everything in the prophecy, but as was so typical with prophecies, most of it was so cryptic that it probably wouldn't make sense until it came to pass. A few things were certain: the defeat of Gaea had woken someone - or something - even worse. The ones with the power to stop it included himself, the newcomer, Syrus, and a few others that Isaac hadn't met yet. Talk of the new moon probably meant one of Artemis's hunters was to take part in the quest, but the Hunters weren't here, which was confusing if one of them was supposed to join them. Luck might refer to Tyche. She had a few kids here, so that would make sense. Two sides of the same coin might refer to Nemesis as she was essentially the antithesis of Tyche, but the rest of it still made no sense to Isaac as he pondered the words. He finally finished his dinner, later than most of the other campers, and headed to the Big House. He showed Redwood the mark on his hand as he entered and headed to the war room. He took a seat around the ping pong table and waited.