Here it is! The second story! The sequel to Percy's Sister! The Quest for Seven! This one will be much longer and more exciting than the first one, I promise. So, without further ado, the first chapter! P.S. this takes place near the summer so in the spring. Just this chapter though.

Chapter One:

The Orphanage

Trina's pov

I walked grudgingly up the steps to the orphanage. I still can't believe my mom made me do this.

"Come on Trina, you said you had to find a way to get community service," said my mom, already at the door and about to ring the doorbell.

"Yeah but I meant in Delphi, not NEW YORK!" I said.

"Oh come on, it'll be fun," she said and rung the door bell.

I walked up the remaining steps and hated the fact that my school made you do a certain number of community service hours each year. I was almost done because I had helped Bill, my step dad, who skipped out on this with my little sister Callie to go find some ice cream for later when the torture was over (My words, not his) at the Y that he owned in our town.

As soon as my mom rang the doorbell, a nun opened the door.

"Are you Trina Clark and Mrs. Beamer?" she said.

"Yes," said my mother and turning around to look at me and giving me a look that said, don't mess this up.

Instinctively, my hand flew to my pocket where I kept my lethal cupcake pen, which turned into a dagger that my father, Poseidon, had used in the first war between the Titans and the gods. It also turned into a pen if the switch was set to it.

If you don't get a thing that I just said, here's a brief explanation.

First off, the Greek gods the Greeks made up to explain what you think science does today, are real. And they are still alive today. Hence the thing I said about Poseidon being my father. They have kids sometimes. Which in this case are me and my brother, Percy. And three other kids I met when I visited camp a few months ago. Percy doesn't know about them and he is going to be mighty surprised when he find out. Anyway, back to the orphanage.

I could feel something was about to happen, I just didn't know what.

As the nun led us through the door, my mother mumbled to me, "It won't get that bad."

She must have been referring to my pen.

"You never know," I said and put the matter to rest.

"Well," said the nun. "Trina, why don't you go upstairs and talk to some of the kids your age while you mother helps in the kitchen and helps prepare lunch."

I shrugged and went upstairs.

When I got upstairs, I saw a long room with a lotof beds in it. They were all up against the longest walls in two neat rows.

There were kids sitting on the beds talking quietly to each other and some kids lying on their beds reading. They all looked between 13 and 10. I sighed. Another person mistook me for a younger person because I'm shorter than kids my age. But for god's sake I just turned 15!

I looked around the room and saw a girl that stood out to me. She wasn't talking to anybody or reading. She was just sitting on her bed, looking out the window. She had brown hair that looked like it had silver flecks in it in the light.

When I sat down next to her on the bed, she turned to me and looked at me with blue-green eyes.

"Hello," she said with a confused look.

"Hi, I'm Trina and I'm volunteering today," I said.

She nodded and looked at me but didn't say anything.

"What's your name?" I said.

"Layne," she said.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"12 but I'll be thirteen this June," she said.

I nodded and said, "Tell me about yourself."

She sighed and started, "Well I was dropped here as a baby, my mother gave me up but the nuns don't know why, she never told them. She said my name was Layne Hemmerson and that I was very special. So I grew up here and kept getting fostered out but always put back in the orphanage because something strange happened. And I've never even been considered being adopted, probably because I'm ADHD and dyslexic and they didn't want to deal with it."

I just nodded as I pulled out my pen, switched it to pen (I didn't want to scare her), got out a piece of paper which happened to be a homecoming flier that I'd been given and I stuck in my jacket. Then I wrote something on it in Ancient Greek at gave it to her.

"Can you read this?" I said.

She looked at it with a confused look and said, "Do you know about the Greek gods."

She looked at the paper and then at me and I knew I had a half-blood on my hands.

I quickly excused myself and went to find a place where I could send an Iris message to camp.

That place ended up being the one stall bathroom that had a leaky faucet and was spraying mist and making a rainbow in the florescent light.

I locked the door and dug out the drachma that I kept in my pocket.

"O' goddess, accept my offering," I said quietly and tossed the drachma in the rainbow. "Show me Chiron, Camp Half Blood."

The rainbow shimmered and I saw Chiron yelling orders to archers.

"Chiron!" I said.

He turned around and said, "Trina, I haven't seen you in months, how are you?"

"I'm fine but Chiron I have something very serious I need to tell you," I said.

"What is it young one?" he said.

"I found a half blood at an orphanage," I said.

At this, he became very serious.

"How do you know?" he said.

"Well first off, she can read ancient Greek," I said. "That's usually a dead giveaway."

"Have you told her?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"I thought we should wait until she's at camp to tell her," I said.

"That's a reasonable idea. Do you have any idea what their parentage is?" he asked.

I shook my head again.

"She doesn't fit any of the descriptions of the gods, major or minor," I said.

He nodded.

"There are the ones who don't have kids," I said.

"Don't think that way," he said in a very serious tone.

"I'm just saying, you never know," I said as I waved my hand through the image and thought of a way to get her to camp.

Suddenly, it was as if a light bulb went off in my head.

"Nico," I said and pulled out my phone. Technically, half-blood's shouldn't have phone's but I already had mine and I wasn't about to tell my mom that I shouldn't have one.

I typed in the number, hit send, and lifted the phone to my ear.

"Nico di Angelo, godfather to the baby rose," he said when he picked up the phone. He must have had his caller I.D. on because that's what he says when I call him. Though I've only heard it a few times.

"Shut up Nico I'm still her aunt," I said. I'll explain later.

"What do you need of me?" he said.

"I need you to shadow travel a half-blood to camp," I said.

"Ok," he said now right next to me.

"Ah!" I said as I nearly jumped out of my skin. "Stop doing that!"

He laughed, "Get's you every time."

"Just go get the girl and get her to camp," I said, unlocking the door to the bathroom and scanning the room. It was empty.

I led the way out of the bathroom and over to the girl who was still sitting on her bed, looking out the window.

I walked over to her and said, "Hi again."

She looked at me and her eyes kept darting between me and Nico.

"Who's that?" she asked me.

"This is Nico. He is going to take you to a special place that will be explained when you get there," I said.

I pushed Nico forward and he looked at her and said, "Hi."

"Where are you taking me?" she said.

"A special place," he said as he grabbed her hand and led her to a shadowy place in the dim room.

"Trina," he said.

I turned around and looked at him.

"You need anything else?" he said, making an evil grin and puckering his lips.

I heaved a sigh and rolled my eyes.

"For the millionth time it was a party and we were playing spin the bottle!" I said.

"You still kissed me," he said.

"They made me!" I said.

"For payment, doing this nice deed for you," he said, puckering his lips again.

I walked toward him, smiling evilly.

When I walked up to him, he closed his eyes and-.

SLAP! I slapped him across the face.

Layne, who had been standing there quietly the whole time, started laughing hysterically.

I smiled evilly again then turned around to leave.

He watched as I left and said to Layne, "She's stubborn but she is hot."

"I heard that!" I shouted from across the room.

"I wanted you too!" he shouted then led Layne through the shadow.

I turned around as they left and allowed myself to smile a little that lasted me the rest of the time when I explained to the nun in charge what happened. She actually understood it quite well because she said that the person that dropped her off told her that she was a child of the gods. She didn't understand it then but she knows now. So now all I have to do is eat my ice cream and wait for summer.