I'm doing so much story writing I can't remember what number of stories I just published. I think this is like, the sixth story I've done so far.

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It's been a year since the war and things are looking even better than ever. No more having to worry about Kronos since he's dead, no more demigods being undetermined. Just some new demigods of every god that lives.

It's strange, but Nico and I are getting along a little better. I got to know him a lot better than I used to, and, surprisingly, he forgave me for letting his sister die and understood why she sacrificed herself. We've come to realize that even though our dad's hate eachother, it doesn't mean he and I can't be friends.

Grover's doing really great with the whole being 'Lord of the Wild' thing. He takes it pretty seriously, even if he does act like a teenager still.

Annabeth has been really distant since we've been dating for only a year. It feels like, one day we were a happy couple, and then the next thing you know, you're hardly ever seeing eachother anymore. I want to ask her what's going on, but I think she might pull up a believable lie. Maybe I can ask her what's up later.

I was walking around the lake, watching the naiads swim around and splashing other campers. I couldn't help but chuckle. They really did like to mess with alot of campers, but as long as they're happy, now that the war is over, it's fine by me.

I walk past the Ares cabin as fast as I can. I'm still not that big of a fan of Ares, considering that he hates me because I beat him. Then I pass the Aphrodite cabin. I never knew why Aphrodite liked me, but maybe I should just stick with it. I walk over to Nike's cabin, the goddess of victory, and stop at the sight of Lily Thompson, daughter of Nike.

Lily's really nice, and she always got everything accomplished and made sure everything was done. Sometimes, when she was at home, she would stay up all night to finish her homework. Guess that's why she always got perfect attendances at her school.

Lily looked up at me and smiled. "Hey, Percy." I smile back.

"Hey, Lily."

"How's life treating you?"

"Same old same old. You?"

"Oh, it's giving me a lot more challenges than I want. How's Annabeth?" My heart seemed to drop at that.

"I don't know. She's been real distant lately." I was looking at the ground as I said this, but I could still feel the sad look that she was giving me.

"I think it's 'cause of her mom." What? Athena? "She got into a big fight with her when she saw her at the summer solstice. Christina was spying on her, that's how I know."

Christina Wong was the daughter Hermes, she had just arrived on new years. She has a habit of spying on people, and she might be a little more mature than her siblings.

"So what were they fighting about?" I can't help but ask.

"She said that they were talking about you," Lily answers sadly. "Athena won the fight, which isn't really surprising, considering she's the goddess of wisdome."

Lily's right, it's not surprising at all. Since Athena hates my dad, that automatically makes her hate me.

"Maybe I should think about breaking up with her." Lily looked at me confused.

"Are you sure? I mean, she still loves you, I think." I shook my head.

"It's better for both of us. I don't want Athena getting mad at her for being in a relationship with me." Lily looked like she wanted say more, but she kept her mouth shut and nodded.

"Like they say, there are other fish in the sea."

"Oh ha-ha," I reply, rolling my eyes. Lily giggles.

"Hey!" We look over to see Christina running towards us. "You guys have gotta help me! I took a bunch of wine and threw it in Dionysus' den!" Uh oh! Not good! Vines were chasing after her, and you could tell that this was the old drunks doing.

"Can you please explain to me why you put wine in my old man's den again!" Ian yells following her. "If you're trying to make him look bad in font of Zeus-"

"Um," she said nervously. Ian slapped his hand on his forehead and dragged it down his face.

"Gods, Christina!"

It took a few hours, but we managed to convince Mr. D (Dionysus) not to kill Christina. He let her off with a warning, and then left.

"Sorry I dragged you guys into this," Chris says apologetically. Ian shrugs.

"I don't see why you're apologising," he says. "I'd do the same thing. I never really liked he old drunk." We all laughed. None of us really like Dionysus.

"Percy," a voice says. I turn around to see that Annabeth was standing next to Lily's cabin.

"Oh," I say. "Hey, Annabeth." Lily and Chris look at eachother sadly, making Ian confused.

"Annabeth, can we talk?" I ask her. She nods and I give the little twelve year-old Nike girl a hug. When I let her go, she squeezes my hand and leaves with Chris and Ian.

I look back at Annabeth, who seemed eager to see what I wanted to talk to her about.

"Lily told you about...?" Annabeth didn't seem to know how to say it, but I finished for her.

"Yeah... Listen, I think we should break up." She looks at me confused.

"Break up? But-"

"It's best for both of us. I don't want Athena judging you for being with me, okay? It's bad enough that she hates me, and I don't want her to hate you, too?" She was about to say something, but then she closed her mouth and nodded in agreement. I walk over to her and hug her, which she returns. "I still love you, though. I wouldn't think about what was best for you if I didn't." I place a kiss on her head, and then leave to the cafeteria.

The next few hours have been hard. Lily, Chris, and Nico are giving me sad looks. Yes, Nico found out, but I guess that's a good thing because he was one of the "Big Three" kids. We were sitting in the grass together rather than sit in our own tables. Lily and Chris soon joined us, with Ian coming after. It's wierd, but they really did cheer me up. Ian gave some side jokes about how many times Dionysus would be sent to jail for drinking and driving. We cracked up about that.

Once lunch was over, we went to our camp activities. But as the hours past, something seemed to be bringing a lot of tension in the air. Chiron was getting nervous all of a sudden, and Mr. D seemed to be looking at every direction.

"What do you think is going on with Chiron and Dionysus?" Nico asks.

"I don't know," I say.

Then everything went competely silent. And I do mean everything. Not one single bird was singing, the satyrs weren't playing their reed pipes, and the naiads and dryads weren't messing around with the campers. Chiron looked at the path to the entrance with an uneasy look, as well as Dionysus. I look at the current direction they were looking at, and see a woman with dark hair coming toward us.

I'm not sure how, but the whole camp seemed to tremble in fear at the sight of the woman. She was wearing a dark dress that seemed to flow on the ground; her skin was pale, but more like a grayish type; her eyes were dark and had a hint of mischief and evil inside; and her hair was a little curled and ended at her shoulders. I don't know what it was, but her energy... No, her very presence seemed to have a dark edge. Like everytime I look at her, I seem to shake.

When she sees us, she smiles a cold wicked smile. "Hello, Chiron." Her voice was also dark, and she seemed to be quite amused by the looks on our faces.

"Welcome, my lady," Chiron replies, still a bit anxious. The woman chuckled at his polite greeting.

"No need to be so polite, Centaur," she says. "I am not an olympian."

"What do you think you're doing here, you blood-craving, war-watching witch," Dionysus says coldly, glaring. The woman only seemed to be more amused than ever.

"Well, hello to you, too, Dionysus. How's the little punishment coming along?"

Dionysus growled, but he didn't do anything. Like he couldn't hurt the woman, even if he wanted to, which I could tell that he did.

"And hello to the young heroes I see before me," she says to all of us. "Especialy you, Perseus Jackson."

I gulp down some syliva (I have no clue if i spelt it right) and speak to her as politely as I can. "Call me Percy."

"Of course," she replies, laughing. "I forgot you don't really liked being called by your full name that often. My mistake." She gives me a look of amusement. "Now, son of Poseidon, can you guess who I am?"

My heart drops and I can't breathe. Gods, she's asking if I know who she is. Calm down, Jackson! Just give her an answer you can think of.

"Um, you're a godess, right?" Her cold smile is replaced with a warm one, which meant that I got one thing right.

"Yes, I am a godess. But that doesn't give me the answer that I want." I suddenly feel like a statue as she said that last part. "Be more specific, half-blood. Who am I?" I try to think of which godess had a really dark nature, but none of them seemed to match the type of darkness she has. "Oh come now, I know you know this one. It's pretty simple." I try to calm down as I took a closer look at the dark godess.

My eyes widen as the answer hits me, mentally not physically. "You're- you're- you're..." I couldn't seem to keep the stuttering under control, because this godess was one of the very last godesses I want to mess with. The dark godess smiles in approval, and she holds up her hand to make a golden apple appear.

"Yes, Percy. I am Eris, godess of discord and chaos."