Disclaimer: I own Pearl, the rest obviously not.

Author's Note: Welcome to the third and final part of the installament: Daughters of the Sea. I am super excited. This is so far my longest story.

If you are kind of lost, please read "Half of a Perfect Storm' and 'Pearl of the Sea'

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1. Boring Days at Camp

I entered my lonely cabin at Camp Half-blood. I sat on my bed with a leather bounded expensive thing and a pen. I sighed in defeat and I wrote with difficulty. I am a dyslexic demigod after all. Give me a break!

August 2

I don't know why my mama gave me this useless thing as an early birthday gift. I mean… a diary. It's so lame. That's stuff for the super corny puffy pink girly Aphrodite girls. I promised her to write on it. So I am doing it. I was supposed to start at the beginning of summer when she gave it to me, but better late than never.

I am Pearl Nikolaidis. I am 15 years old and I am a demigod (half-mortal, half-greek god). My dad is the coolest God. He is Poseidon, ruler of the sea, one of the three big brothers. I have been told since little that I was aimed for greatness, also to die young. I am positive, so I go for greatness. Sadly, we have lost good people along the way.

My mom died when I was 5 years old. Since then I have been living with my half-brother Percy, son of Poseidon, his wife Annabeth (my mama) and my nephews: Paris (for the city, neither the socialite nor the Trojan guy) and Philip. Mama is expecting a baby girl in November, around Thanksgiving and their 11th wedding anniversary. This time I get to choose the name and I like Pheobe or Pamela. Mama wants something with A, but sorry I have to stick it to P like in Poseidon, Percy, Pearl, Paris, Philip, Patrick, Peter and Paul. We need a crazy 8 in the family.

When I was 10, I wanted to change my last name to Jackson, but thank Gods my mama didn't let me. Now that I think about. It would make Paris and Philip my siblings and Percy my dad, and that just sounds so incestfully wrong.

Paris is 7. She looks just like mama with blond wavy hair, fair skin and lovely grey eyes. She is so cute and shy as a little mouse. I don't know where she got it because Percy, Philip and I are just wild.

Philip is 5. He looks like he was my true brother since has my eyes as well as Percy's and blond unruly hair as mine. He is just wild. We have so much fun together climbing, swimming, making forts, and fighting with wooden swords and so on.

Sadly, both my nephews didn't heritage strong sea demigod power. Paris can feel the earthquakes but she cannot shake anything; and Philip is not that super bright like mama, nor he can't breathe underwater like Percy and I. However, Percy says that they are still too young to really know for sure. We have to wait until there are teenagers.

I stared at my writing and looked out the window. I saw the moon. It was beautiful outside.

How I wondered when I would have a quest. I had already 9 beans in my camp necklace. I should be grateful that nothing really serious had happened for me to aid but I was damn bored. In camp, I had only trained and trained for years. I had won several medals in the Games. I had visited the other camp and I was the dam daughter of Poseidon, one of the 3 ones, and yet nothing.

My brother Percy already fought a Titan by my age. I was still playing games… Even my long dead sister and Percy's teacher had fought a thousand of monsters by my age. Yet I was still playing games.

Some days, I didn't even bother to train anymore. I was already a skillful spear master and pretty damn good with the bow. I could move and freeze water at my will, even I was learning to control the blood of my opponent which is basically water, my domain. Nobody knew about the blood control. According to mama, it was a skill to dangerous and it could break me. I didn't see how since it was easy even fun to do. I had already managed to make a girl of Apollo's cabin to drop a boy of Ares' cabin's pants. That fight between cabins was epic.

I pushed all my doubts aside and went to bed. Tomorrow was another day in this ever boring camp.

On the morning, I got up late. There was no reason for me to get up early. I was done with training and needed to rest before the Games. I sent an IM to mama. She was sitting in her home office making a blueprint.

"Hey, mama" I said. She raised her eyebrow at my voice and cleared her throat.

"Hi, Pearl. What's up?" she said and looked at her clock "You shouldn't be training?"

"I didn't feel like. Mama, I want to go home" I said. I was really boring of this place. I preferred to be at home or hanging out at the mall.

"Sure? Pearl, you love camp. What's wrong?" she said clearly concerned.

"I am just boring. I don't know why I am training anymore. There is no deathly prophecy or threat. I just feel useless" I said looking away.

"I guess you have spent too much time in the Ares cabin. You are just aching for a fight. You should enjoy this happy times because we never know how much they will last" said my mama and I craved for her embrace.

"I am just done with camp. It's nothing new and exciting" I said loud.

"Games are soon. That's fun. Believe me. I would have killed for simple games that fighting for our lives with your brother at your age" said my mama and I looked down. I knew I was selfish and a brat thinking this.

"Can I go home or not?" I said exasperated.

"You know the answer" said my mama raising her eyebrow at me.

"I love you too. Are you coming for my birthday?" I said in defeat.

"Sure Pearl, besides we wouldn't miss your competition for anything in the world" I said.

"The gang?" I said changing topics

"The gang is at the beach as usual. Peter and Patrick are here too. Should I call Peter to talk to you since you are SO bored?" said my mama and I blushed. Peter and Patrick are Percy's brothers by his mom's side. Peter and I had been friends, family for years. I knew Peter had a huge crush on me since I was 14. We are the same age.

"Mama!" I said blushing red and just annoyed.

"He is a good boy just like your brother. You should give him a chance" said my mama hopefully.

"I know what you are doing. You are making perfectly clear if I come back. I will have to deal with Peter and believe I don't want to break that heart. I love him like the family he is… thank you for taking me out of my boredom. I will go to train just to stop thinking in BOYS!" I said loud and a bit upset.

My mama grinned at me and waved me goodbye.

"Glad to help you anytime. Love you. Be nice and train hard" said my mama blowing a kiss to me.

I sighed in exasperation. I felt wired thinking about Peter's romantic intentions on me. He was like my brother and it was just weird like incest weird. It was just awkward and just disgusting to think in taking hands with him… So I went to the arena to blow out some steam. At least, I was bored anymore.