Triton (as seen above)

Mom just went with it. But Dad saw it.

"What the hell happened?" He asked.

"A child of Hectate owed me a favor." Percy answered for me. "Moral of this visit: Don't be a dick to your kids."

We had dinner and made a decision.

Moms going on a vacation, I'm going to camp with Percy.

I've never been to camp before.

Never.

So he showed me around when we got there and damn. Its huge. There was quite a few people.

"So where would I stay?" I asked and he showed me the cabins, and went to the second one on the left. It had a small 3 on one of the columns.

"Its just you, me, and Tyson in here." My brother told me. "We're assorted by our parents. Male gods on the left, female on the right. Each cabin has 5 bedrooms. So you get your own room. Mine is the center room, Tyson is farthest on the left."

We go inside and I'm pretty sure it was bigger on the inside. It had a huge living area, with a kitchen area and a dining table off to the side.  And in front there was five doors. And above the center door was a pretty large photo of Percy and Tyson. It was old. But it was them.

And the place was really nice. I picked out the room farthest on the right and unpacked what I had with. And then suddenly a horn went off. At dad's that means we're under attack.

So I run out of my room with my dagger ready.

"Dude, calm down." Percy told me. "Its just Capture The Flag."

"Capture... What?" I asked.

"Its a game." He explained. "You'll like it. Bring your dagger with, though."

Well Chiron and Dionysus were here.

But anyways, the game was a Tom if fun. Our team won, and afterwards we had campfire. Singing, hanging out, roasting marshmallows. It was all good fun. I met a lot of really nice people. And I'm pretty sure I spotted out Percy's boyfriend.

But anyways, back at the cabin that night, Percy left his sketch book in the table in the living room, and it was open. And I just... It was a quote I think but still.

A world so hateful people would rather die than be themselves.

That shit is sad.

But the next day came and there was a little ceremony for new campers. Myself included.

This place has a band.

And Percy is in it.

Dad only ever really exposed me to classical and very soft pop music. Nothing aside that.

And just... Holy shit.

It was what Ive heard being called as of like Metalcore or something. It was badass for sure.

I don't really remember a lot after that. Next thing I knew I woke up in my bed, next to a girl my age with blond hair and grey eyes. She was sleeping. But I remembered the eyes from the night before. We were both naked.

Yeah.

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Leo

Percy and myself crashed in his cabin and it was a pretty peaceful night, not too bad.

Then I was awoken by shrieking.

I jerked up and it was silent by then. It was short, but it was real.

It was Percy. He was sitting up, breathing heavy, shaking, crying. It was terrible.

Nightmares are one level. I get them all the time. I'm a demigod, its kind of what happens. But Percy... That's another extreme.

"Come here." I whispered to him, wrapping my arms around him in attempt to calm him down. Sometimes I forget the things that happened. During the war. We were off fighting and crap. But Percy and Annabeth were in Tartarus. And there's no way that can be in any way sort of not terrifying.

It feels like its been years since then. And it hasn't even been one.

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Luke

I got a call from Lucia the next morning. Something was going on with Mom. They wanted everyone there. All 3 kids. Lucia, Octovain, and myself.

Octovain ran away when I was 9. He was 7. Nobody has seen him since. He was a demigod, too. But I've heard nothing at Camp at all. I gave up years ago on it.

"There's only two of us in contact." I tell him. Sitting with everyone of course, so they gear me at breakfast. "We haven't seen him in like 20 years. He's probably dead."

"He's a demigod, Luke." Lucia points out.

"And?" I asked.

"Look up the file!"

"I'll try." I said. "I've done it before and come up with jackshit, though before. I will warn you."

"Just... Be here by tomorrow."

He didn't even tell me the problem with Mom...

I went into the Big House and started looking through files and saw a Castellan, O. So I pull it out.

Octovain Castellan.

He's Roman Apollo. Not Greek.

That would be why I couldn't find him for fucking years.

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Octovain

"What's his last name?" I asked the son of Poseidon, Percy, motioning at Luke. Who was on the phone with somebody. "I never heard it."

Yes, I was curious if it was my brother. I have apologies to make if it was.

"Castellan." He answered. "But don't ask about his Mom. He doesn't like talking about his family back home."

Okay, I was the run away. So what's his excuse?

"Why?" I questioned.

"Years ago." I'm told a story. "1999, Thalia was 12, Luke was 14, Annabeth was 7. From different places, they all ran away and eventually all met each other. They all left their families. After his dad left, with the new law, and then I guess somebody in the family left, Luke became angry with a lot of things. His Mom included because she refused to speak about anything if he'd ask and I guess there was more reasons but he got fed up. Similar happened with Thalia. Zeus leaves again, Jason taken away. Few years later she can't stand it, she leaves. Annabeth left because of her step mom, they didn't get along and she didn't want anything to do with the babies to come into the household. So she left. But yeah. Thalia and Luke met, and then later on they met Annabeth and took her in almost as a daughter really. He's talking with his brother, Lucia, I guess again. But not a lot and its very limited what they've spoken about. Brothers a nice guy. Engaged I believe."

"So he came here when he was 14?" I clarify.

"Yeah..." Percy told me. "All three of them. Thalia was turned into a tree after a Cyclopes attack she went in for but here. So everyone else would get inside the camp. But yeah. He was here almost 6 years after leaving. Died 2 years ago and escaped. So he's back, I guess. Why do you ask? Did you know a Luke back home?"

"Yeah." I answered. "But I ran away when he was 9. I was 7. I doubt he'd remember me anymore. Or care."

"You never know." Percy told me. "Maybe you should call him up one day. Talk to him. Why wouldn't he care?"

"Well its not that." I clarify. "Its that he'd be pissed if I just called out of nowhere. He was my older brother, after all. I was the baby of the family, two older brothers. And we all have different Dad's. I left everyone in the house but my brothers a note when I left. So basically I left my mom a note. Our older brother wasn't really involved and we were close, I guess. He was protective over me, none the less. Wake up, and I'm gone. Its like.... Yeah."

"I know what you're saying." Percy expressed. "Wake up, one person is gone, and everything is different. I went through it, too. But it was with my step dad. He died. Medusa. It served him right, but I woke up the next morning and he was gone. Thought that would've been for the better. Then I met my dad and well... He's a homophobic asshole."

"Asshole I understand." I state. "How does homophobic affect you?"

"Tyson is pansexual, and I'm seriously surprised not everyone in camp knows this by now with all the crap going around." Percy explains. "But I am gay. Have been my whole life. Tyson got here yesterday, a wreck after Dad flipped out on him and so I figured I'll be a bitch and go tell him myself. And go just screw with him, I also said I was transgender. I'm not, but Triton is and I wanted to see that reaction. He tried putting me in therapy. My mom already did that. Different reason. She still doesn't know I'm gay. I'm letting her figure it out. But it was other shit. I'm just a mess. My whole life is. Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, ADHD, and Dyslexia just... I don't want to ever wake up. But I need to do something otherwise I will probably break my bed frame or something. Wake up shrieking in the middle of the night, I have no ambition to do anything so I grab something out of my mini fridge and then I can't read the package of what I grabbed. So I have to sit there for ten minutes trying to read it."

"That just sucks." I agreed on that part of his statement. "I'll stick with brother I need to talk to."

Luke walked away and I walked over to Nico. Asking what that phone call was about.

"Something with his mom." Nico told me. "All his siblings I guess need to be in Westport or whatever tomorrow for something. I didn't hear what."

I thanked him and started packing. I left at 1 AM and got to Westport at 3 in the afternoon. Having taken a two hour nap after so long.

There was four of us at the house and Mom. I'm guessing Lucia's friend or something.

Okay, boyfriend.

And then I noticed.

Fiancé.

And she stood up. Middle of the living room. We were all on the couch. And she gave us a smile, and closed her eyes.

Out of nowhere, a Blade came through her chest, where her heart was, and it was pulled out.

Lifeless, May Castellan fell to the ground, nobody behind her, and no Blade in sight. Her eyes rolled back into her head and yeah we started freaking out. Our mom just died. In front of us.

Three of us were freaking out. Luke wasn't.

I knew exactly why, too.

This was normal for him. At Camp Half-Blood, death was an expected and typical thing.

My older younger brother walked over to Moms body, closed her eyes, and left the house. Silent.

"His mom..." Luke's fiancé commented. "Just died in front of him. He didn't even... He wasn't even in any shock. How heartless-"

I stopped him.

"He's not heartless." I defended my brother. "It doesn't even phase him anymore because he's used to it. Where he's been its normal. Death is a pretty usual thing there. After dealing with it for what... Almost 14 years of whatever, he's not going to go through the shock or the panic. But just straight to the mourning. To the realization that she's dead and it sucks but he couldn't exactly do anything. I know tons of people like that. Him. Percy, Annabeth, Thalia, Nico, its goes on forever."

"Percy, tall, black hair, green eyes?" Lucia asked me.

"Yeah, why?"

"I met him." He explained. "He stayed with Luke for a week or so not long ago. Just wait until you see him depressed. Because it gets horrible. And you're depressed the rest of the day because of it. That and he wakes up screaming."

"PTSD does that to a person." I agree. "And he sure as hell has it. I'd be scared if he didn't."

Lucia and his fiancé wanted to experience camp of course. So they drive back and people were freaking out when we got back and they somehow got inside.

"What's going on?" I asked Reyna. "Did somebody go rogue or something?"

"No, Percy went into an episode." The daughter of Bellona explained. "In the middle of Dinner. We managed to get him to his cabin. To find Tyson dead. Which only made that worse and now the Fleece has been stolen so Thalia is about as good as Death right now, which leaves Annabeth to freak out, and Luke is just not dealing with anyone's shit right now. Something with his mom, I don't want to know. With Tyson dead and Percy in this state, they sent Triton back to his Dad's and I imagine that's going about as good as shit. Leo's trying to talk to Percy. Grover couldn't. Poor guy could barely handle seeing him like that emotionally. Same with Annabeth. Leo hasn't left yet so fingers crossed. And plus were getting threats from the one and only Titan Lord, Kronos. Who can just stay and rot in hell for all I care. And then Hazel and Frank sent rogue so Nico is freaking out and losing his shit. So welcome back to hell, Octovain."