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  (Sept. 19th, Camp Jupiter)

Al: Do you really think that idiot Octavian can help us?

Talya:  I doubt it!  He's a murderer... All he does is stab my stuffed animals; my poor stuffies!  I spent hours working on them, and he has the nerve to—

Reyna: We're almost there.

Narrator: The six of them (Phillip, Al, Talya, Reyna, Regulus, and Flora) entered the building; Temple of Jupiter Optimus Maximus.  Marcus had left them to go to hone his fighting skills.  Octavian was already inside... next to a pile of torn stuffed animals and fluff.  Octavian turned once he noticed them entering.

Octavian: What brings you to the great, all-powerful Augur; Octavian?  (He asked proudly.)

Reyna:  Don't flatter yourself. (She said plainly.)

Talya:  (She glanced over at the pile of stuffed animals.)  Can I have some of the extra stuffing?

Reyna: (irritated) Can we please stay focused?

Phillip: (He spoke reluctantly.) Octavian, we need your help.

Octavian: (He retorted rudely.)  Sorry, is there a prophecy that your whack-job sister can't seem to decode?  (He stuck his tongue out at Phillip.)

Phillip: Why you!  I ought to—

Flora: You insensitive jerk!  You don't even know what happened to Phyllis!

Regulus: (He gritted his teeth.) Octavian, you—

Reyna: SHUT UP!!  You are all acting like children!  (Reyna’s attempt to restore some order succeeded.  They all went silent, allowing Al to continue telling the story.)

Al: (He rolled his eyes.) Okay, basically, Phillip was talking to his sister one day, Phyllis told a prophecy and then foresaw something awful, and then some Japanese jerk came and kidnapped her. (Octavian nodded.)  What we need is for you to help us figure out what the prophecy means.  (Al didn't bother telling him about the Third Great Prophecy since it was a) coded, and b) incomplete.)

Octavian: Since when did you become the smart, responsible one?  (He smirked as Al's face turned red and Talya giggled.)

Al: I would kill you—

Phillip: (sternly) Look, are you going to help save the world or not?  This could be a matter of life or death!

Octavian: I don't know.  (He looked away and folded his arms, annoyed) If we left her, then that would take care of the psycho chic trying to steal my job—

Narrator: FWAKKKK!!!!  Flora slapped him as hard as she could, surprising everyone.  Her eyes were bloodshot and tears ran down her face, yet she still looked amazingly beautiful as always.  Flora looked deep into Octavian's eyes, then ran out, crying.  Regulus went after her, pausing for a brief moment to look back at Phillip.  Then they were both gone.

Octavian: (He rubbed his red cheek.) Okay, okay!  Just tell me what you need; and no one else is allowed to slap me, or else I'm not helping you!

Talya: Oh please, just once—

Octavian: Do you want my help or not?

Phillip: Anyways, we need you to decode this prophecy;
     Threats will be faced above and below
     The future, only a true prophet will know
     The fire, the mist, and the prophet alike
     Will face the sky's massive strike
     One of the four to be lost before the end
     Betrayed by one the lost girl called her friend


Octavian: (He rolled his eyes) You guys don't understand what that means?  (Silence told him that the answer was 'no'.)  It's simple!  First of all, you need four demigods.  Probably Al and Talya; the fire and the mist.  Then, as for that bit about 'the sky'...maybe you'll get caught in a thunder storm or something!

Al: Um, what about the last two lines?

Octavian: Well, obviously someone's gonna die because of one of Phyllis' (the lost girl's) friends.  Phyllis (somehow) has many friends, as we all know, but there are three obvious suspects in this scenario; Phillip, Flora, and Regulus.

Phillip: But I—

Talya: (She glanced over at him.) I know that you would never do anything wrong, we all do, but Octavian is just pointing out an (unlikely) possibility.

Al:  Either way, I'm not too sure about going on this quest if there is a certainty that one of us is going to die.  I have a girlfriend to think about...

Reyna: Do you want to rethink that?

Al: (He backtracked quickly.) I mean, I do really want to go.  I'm just keeping that small, minuscule con in the back of my mind.  (Reyna raised an eyebrow at him.)  Never mind, there isn't a part of me that doesn't want to be on the quest!  Right Talya?

Talya: Dude, I'm totally psyched about this!  (Maybe we can make a pit stop at Ohayocon on the way back!)

Phillip:  I'll come on this quest if it means proving that it's not me; I'm not the traitor!  (Besides, the quest did say "the fire, the mist, and the prophet alike" and I do have the gift of prophecy.)

Al: Great!  So that makes me feel much better! (he muttered sarcastically as he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms)

Reyna: Okay, so we have three people for this quest, we just need one more.

Phillip: Honestly, I think we should ask Regulus.

Narrator: Everyone went quiet, unsure of this suggestion.  Yes, Regulus was a really good friend—best friend—of Phyllis, but he was blind.  However, he was the best medic at camp, but still... and asking Flora was completely out of the question since they all knew that, unlike most Roman Centurions, Flora was a healer and a pacifist.  There was a moment of silence as everyone pondered the suggestion.  Finally, Talya spoke.

Talya: Phillip does have a point.

Al: So what are you saying?

Talya: We should ask Regulus.  Besides, he's the only camper that would want to come.  He's the only person who will, guaranteed, say 'yes'.

  (fifteen minutes later...)

Al:  (He yelled at Regulus.) What do you mean, "you don't want to"!?!?

Regulus: I... Well—

Al: Phyllis, your best friend, needs you!

Regulus: But... (Inside, he was torn.  His brain was at war.)  I want to go, but I'm blind.  I'd only get in the way.  But I'm a really good healer, considered one of the best at camp.  Phyllis needs me.  But Flora wouldn't be with me...

Reyna:  Hesitation?  That's not very Roman of you.

Talya: (kindly) Reg, what's wrong?  For as long as I've known you, you and Flora and Phyllis would do anything for each other.  Why are you so...so hesitant now? Now when Phyllis needs you?  (Regulus remained silent.)

Reyna: You have a week to decide.  Then I'm sending them off, understand?  (Regulus nodded)

  (The present day,  8:15 pm, Sept. 29th)

Narrator: Al had gathered Talya and Phillip (they'd rushed to pack their backpacks full of supplies) and the three of them raced to Reyna's praetor's cabin.  Lucky for them, they caught Regulus talking to Reyna.

Reyna: (She spoke to Regulus.) You're sure of your decision?  It's never too late to change your mind.

Regulus: Yes.

Al: Reyna!  We forgot about leaving for that quest.

Reyna:  (She turned to Al with a smug look on her face.) Not "we", "you".  I don't forget.

Phillip: (There was an edge of annoyance to his voice.) You remembered and didn't tell us!?

Reyna:  (She looked away, smirking.) I was wondering when you'd remember.  I should've given you more credit; I expected to wait at least another three days.

Talya: So... where are we going?  San Diego Con?  Central Canadian Comic Con? Ohayocon?  Colossacon?  Aikon?  Leaky Con? The convention in—

Reyna: This isn't tourism!

Talya: Sorry...

Reyna: You're heading to Quebec.

Al: (He raised his hand as you would for a teacher in class.) Can I go see my girlfriend?  (Reyna opened her mouth to protest but Al continued before she could say anything.)  Please?  She lives in Quebec!

Reyna: ... Where in Quebec?

Al: Montreal.

Phillip: Seriously!  My sister could be dying right now and you're worried about seeing your girlfriend?  WE'VE GOT NO TIME FOR A DATE!!!

Al: Did I mention the fact that she could be a demigod?  (Reyna raised an eyebrow.) What?!  For the longest time now, I've had the suspicion that she isn't normal.

Talya: (She whispered into his ear.) I wouldn't tell her that if I were you.

Al: (He blushed in embarrassment.) No!  That's not what I meant, I mean, she's a really special girl!  It's not often you find a girl that's got both brains and beauty.

Talya:  (She felt somewhat insulted.) What about me?

Al: (He made fake vomiting gestures; Talya kicked him in the shin.) OW!

Talya: (She folded her arms and smirked.) Serves you right!  Picking a fight with a Canadian girl is a BIG mistake; don't you know that Canadian girls are the toughest girls on Earth?

Al: You're Canadian too?  Where you from?

Talya:  From British Columbia, it's really—

Phillip: (He reverted the attention to Reyna.) Where are we going in Quebec, did you say?  Better question, why are we going to Quebec?

Reyna: I think you should head to Chateau Frontenac.  Above it, in the clouds, lives Aquilon, god of the North Wind.  (She turned her attention specifically to Phillip.) You said this "guy", Phyllis' kidnapper, flew?  Well, I think the god of wind may be able to help you.

Phillip: Great. (There was no emotion in his voice.) So... is Reg coming with us?

Reyna: (She said simply.) No.

Talya: Why not? (She inquired.)

Reyna: He... he has his reasons.

Al: (He was rather annoyed with her response.) That's not an answer.

Narrator: Reyna didn't respond, she merely walked away.  The three demigods left.

Al: So, how are we getting there anyways?

Talya: We're gonna steal a pirate ship. (She smiled.)

Al: Haha, very funny.  No really, how?

Talya: (She snapped her fingers and tossed a gold coin in the air.) I call forth the Chariot of Damnation.

Narrator: </i>A few moments later, a taxi that looks as if it were made from smoke appeared from the ground and the trio climbed into the taxi.  The drivers of the taxi were three old hags who shared between the three of them one eye and one tooth (Talya commented on how awful that'd be on Halloween with all the candy to eat).  They revealed themselves to be the Gray Sisters; Deino (Anger), Perso (Tempest) and Pempherdo (Wasp).  The driver spoke.</i>

Anger: (She turned to her sister in the passenger seat.) Wasp, I need the eye.

Wasp: What for?

Anger: Duh, I need to see to drive!

Al: (He whispered to Talya as the sisters argued.) Is this seriously how we're getting to Quebec?

Talya: Got any better ideas, genius?

Al: Hmph.

Narrator: Al pulled his cell phone it of his backpack as Talya put in her headphones to listen to music and Phillip told the Gray Sisters where they needed to go.

Anger: Well... we don't usually drive outside of New York, but a nice tip might change our minds.

Talya: (She must've heard them through her headphones.) Come on?  You came here, didn't you, and we're in freaking San Francisco!

Phillip: I'll pay the tip.  Just get us to Quebec.  (He sounded much more serious and awake than before, almost as though he was on a personal mission.)

Al: I'm going to text Larisa and tell her  we're on our way...
  Al: hi luv. its been a while. im coming to visit u
  Larisa: ... You don't text me in WEEKS and now you decide to send me a cruddy, misspelled
    text with a dozen typos while I'm NOT HOME!? >:(
  Al: .... where r u
  Larisa: I can't say. :(
  Al: then how i find u
  Larisa: ... I love you. <3 Sorry, bye! ;)


Al:  Grrrrrrr.... (He was ready to smash his phone.) Why can't she tell me where she is!?

Talya: Say what?

Al: She's not in Quebec and she won't tell me where she is!

Talya: Give me that! (She took Al's phone, pressed a few buttons, then handed it back to Al.) She's just outside of Long Island New York.

Al: How'd you do that?

Talya: Because, I'm cool like that. (She grinned.)

Al: No seriously, how?

Talya:  Computer programming, GPS, classes, and stuff…Look, do you want to find your girlfriend or not?  She's pretty much on the way there.

Al: Okay, never mind. (His mind was a bit jumbled in confusion.) Why would Larisa be in New York?  How did she get there in the first place?

Narrator: Before Al could think anymore, his phone rang.

Al: Oh, it's probably Larisa, one sec... (He told Talya and Phillip, then answered his phone.) Hi love, how's my girl? (He expected much yelling, but was even more surprised by the response he received.)

Male voice on the phone: Um, you mean brotherly love?

Al: Oh, sorry Jeff!  I was expecting Larisa to call. (He flushed with embarrassment as Talya nodded along to her music and Phillip muttered to himself something about prophecies...or maybe it was ponies...) Hey, how are you bro? (He listened to his friend's response, saying "yeah" and "uh-huh" every now and then.) Okay, we'll be right there!  (He closed his phone.) Hey Gray Sisters, can you turn this taxi around?

Phillip: (irritated) What for?

Al: My friend need me.  He's not too far away.

Talya: Where is he?

Al: Him and his family are on vacation, touring... (Phillip and Talya nodded) ...at Alcatraz.
Demigod Secret - Chapter IX
Okay, here's chapter nine! I hope to have ten posted by Tuesday, but no promises. By the way, let me know if any of Rick Riordan's characters seem Ooc or if anything doesn't line up with the storyline there; I DID try to keep it as in line as possible!

EDITED MARCH 25TH 2015

Also guys, feel free to check out my group :icondemigodsecret: for an easier way to follow along! :) 


[Al, Talya, Phillip, Regulus, Flora (c) me
Reyna, Octavian (c) Rick Riordan]

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So...my bff :deviantjordipie55: has recently inspired me to do a little tidying up in my gallery--woot, shaved off about a hundred deviations!!  Wow, it was rather interesting to take that trip down memory lane...

It was kind of sad because I did end up deleting quite a few old, unloved deviations (mainly the ones that hardly got looked at and where minimal effort went into their creation.)  Then, for the ones I really felt didn't deserve to be deleted or the ones I just absolutely couldn't delete, I moved those to the "my scrapbook" section of my deviantart gallery.  Some things you just can't let go of, ya know?

And then I did a bit of reorganizing--any random drawings, literature and photography that didn't really have a home or were not numerous enough to make a new folder worthwhile ended up in the "Other Folder".  My Sketches folder, Heroes of Olympus folder, and Demigod Secret Random Stuff folder were mostly kept intact.  The "Demigod Secret" folder was the only one which I left completely intact and untouched.

Ya know, I really do miss the old days back in 2012 when I could just upload drawings and stories on a weekly basis, back when my friends all used deviantart, back when I made new friends with other deviants...I miss those days and, while I'm not going to go back to that entirely, I'd like to get back into the habbit of uploading my artwork, drawing fanart, and making friends with other deviants.

So yeah.  Here's to a cleaner house and a fresher canvas to work on.
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Lol, just me derping around, pretending to be Cho Chang (ohmigosh I totally ship Cho and Cedric...) :XD: Lol, yeah.  Cho's not my fav character from the Harry Potter Universe (that title belongs to Hermione/Luna/Ron) But she's the easiest to cosplay as, PLUS I'm a Ravenclaw, so that works out. =P
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Hmmm...I keep looking at my Deviant avatar and ID and thinking "Gosh those are so old..." I think I'm gonna change them...Draw a new avatar...post a new ID pic...

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Narrator: Larisa and Jet carried Rachel's body into Chiron's office, where they found Annabeth speaking with Chiron.  Damian hyperventilated the entire way there.

Annabeth: (She was talking to Chiron.) So, why now of all times?  And what prince were you— (she noticed the two demigods carrying Rachel and Damian in panic mode) Oh my gosh!  Rachel!  What happened!?  (Larisa and Jet put Rachel into Chiron's chair at his desk.)

Larisa: (She had to pause for a breath between each word.) Damian.  Hot girl. Oracle.  Headache.  He.  Him.  Prophecy.  

Annabeth:  So, Damian was hitting on Rachel so hard that she got a headache and told a prophecy?

Jet: Let's go with that answer, I like it!

Damian:  (He snapped back to his senses) What!? No, I had NOTHING to do with her getting a headache and passing out!  That was some other jerk who's trying to steal my girlfriend!

Narrator: Annabeth turned her attention to Damian, Chiron remained silent... no surprise to anyone.

Annabeth:  Okay, firstly; SHE'S NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!  Secondly; who's the jerk you're talking about?  Is he important?  

Narrator: Larisa interjected.

Larisa: Well... Rachel started talking about this guy who is going to try to take over the World—

Jet: I told you, I am going to take over the world!  (He grinned, but his grin died as soon as Annabeth glared at him.) Okay, I was just kidding.

Larisa: (She continued from before.) –and then she went into a trance and told a prophecy.  She said something to me and Jet about our godly parents, Poseidon and Apollo, and about two other deities I've never heard about before.

Damian: Iris and Thalia the muse.

Annabeth: Pardon?

Damian: Larisa Jameson; Daughter of Poseidon, blessed by Iris.  Jethro Kingston; Son of Apollo, legacy of Thalia the muse.  (His voice was much more serious than before.) That was exactly what Rachel said.

Jet: Who are Iris and Thalia?

Larisa: How do you remember all that? (She inquired.)

Annabeth: Iris is the goddess of rainbows; she is the mother of Butch, our equestrian.   She must have blessed Larisa with mood eyes, which would explain why her eyes change colour.

Larisa: I see... pardon the pun.

Annabeth: (She spoke directly to Larisa) You probably know someone or are related to someone who is a child of Iris.  Someone must've put in a request for you.

Larisa: (She thought to herself.) Maybe it was my dad—well, apparently he's actually my step-dad—since we're pretty close.  That would mean... Hey!  My half-sister, Amy, must be related to Iris too!

Annabeth: (She continued.) As for Thalia... Thalia is one of the nine muses (musical goddesses); she was the muse of comedy. (“Thalia” is also the name of a close friend of mine...)

Jet: So... then what is a legacy?

Annabeth: To be honest, I've never heard of that before.

Narrator: Chiron spoke for the first time since they entered.

Chiron: A legacy is a descendant of a god, so like a grandchild, a great-grand-child, a great-great-grandchild, a great-great-great-grandchild, a great-great-great-great-grandchild, a great—

Annabeth: Okay Chiron, I think we get it.

Jet: (He wondered to himself) I wonder how that affects my mother and the rest of my half-siblings... I suppose that could explain why Katelyn likes music so much and why everyone else is SO silly!

Larisa: Yeah, but how does Damian remember all that?  It all happened so suddenly!

Damian:  Because m'dad is SO awesome!  (He grinned proudly.)  That's where my awesomeness comes from!

Annabeth: (She punched him in the shoulder.) It's also where your big-headed-ness comes from!

Larisa: But what does Apollo have to do with this?

Damian: Apollo, being the god of prophecies, has a lot to do with the past, present, and future.  Therefore, he has relatively easy access to viewing any of those sort of points in time, thus explaining why my memory is so acute and why I am so awesome!

Larisa: (sarcastically) Wow, someone grew a brain!

Damian: Hey!

Annabeth: (She paused for a moment to think, then turned her attention to Damian specifically.)  Tell me the prophecy.

Damian: (He inhaled deeply.) Okay, here it goes...
    Four half-bloods then met three
    Six of them a part of the Great Prophecy
    The past shall haunt them for twenty fateful days
    And decide whether he shall be freed or slayed


Narrator: Annabeth and Chiron appeared to be deep in thought, while the other three half-bloods stood puzzled.  Rachel was still unconscious, seated at Chiron's desk.  Finally, after a long period of silence, Larisa spoke.

Larisa: So... who are the four half-bloods?  And what is this so-called "Great Prophecy"?

Annabeth: I just don't understand!  The first Great Prophecy just ended a month ago, and the second Great Prophecy... But that just wouldn't make sense!  Jason, Piper, and Leo are barely on their way back from their quest, and they are definitely a part of the Great Prophecy... But the second Great Prophecy consists of only seven demigods...

Narrator:  By then, Annabeth was just talking to herself.  Larisa, Jet and Damian listened to her going through how Jason had just informed her of a second demigod camp, and how it wouldn't be even if they had five campers from Camp Half-Blood and only two from the other demigod camp, and how Percy was probably a part of the Second Great prophecy, so it wouldn't make sense to have more than one child of Poseidon in the Prophecy... Then she did the math of Jason, Piper, Leo, and Percy, plus six other demigods—four plus six—yet there were only supposed to be seven in the Great Prophecy... Then she began ranting about Percy being gone, which was when she was interrupted.

Larisa: Chiron, do you know anything?

Narrator: As expected, he remained silent, which irritated everyone.

Larisa:  Chiron?  (Inside, she wanted to yell at him.) Hey, half-horse dude, we need help here and you're being a mute!  Does your little horsey brain know anything useful or not?!  (But instead, she went with something tastefully milder.) Yoo-hoo!  Earth to Chiron?

Chiron: You aren't ready yet.  Not now.

Jet: Ready for what?

Larisa: Come on!  I've been ready to kick monster but for a week now!

Annabeth: Chiron, before they came in, you were saying something about another prophecy; a third prophecy.  What was it?  Are Larisa and Jet a part of it?

Damian:  A third prophecy?  Does it, by any chance, include something about me going on a date with Rachel?

Narrator:  Just then, Rachel's eyes fluttered and she sat up slowly.

Rachel: Wh...what happened?

Damian: (gleefully) Ah, sleeping beauty has finally awakened—wait!  That can't be right since I haven't kissed her yet!  (He turned to Rachel.) Want one now?

Rachel: Ew!  I told you, no!

Annabeth: (She helped Rachel to her feet.) Are you feeling okay?  Do you remember anything?

Rachel: Well, my head kinda hurts, but I think I'll be fine.  I remember... hearing voices... and....

Narrator:   As Rachel was talking to Annabeth, Larisa and Jet decided to sneak out of Chiron's office, figuring they were no longer needed.  They raced out the door, but just as they did so, they ran into Chiron... quite literally!

Larisa: Ouch!

Jet: Well, if you didn't know what running into a 1000 pound horse felt like, now you do!

Larisa: Sorry Chiron.

Chiron: Where do you two think you're going?

Larisa: We were just leaving.  Ya know, we might go to sword-fighting or something.

Chiron: Well, just don't leave the camp grounds, okay?

Larisa: You got it! (Her irises flickered between a shade of green and brown.  Chiron walked away.)

Narrator: But leaving was exactly what she intended to do.  The two of them went into the Poseidon cabin to talk.

Larisa:  Welcome to my home.  (She said to Jet with forced enthusiasm.)  Poseidon Cabin; home of two minus one at the moment.

Jet:   So, did you mean what you said back there about obeying the rules?

Larisa: (She smiled deviously, her eyes now a bright green.) Of course not.

Jet: (He feigned dying.) Oh no!  Larisa's disobeying the rules!  It's the apocalypse! (He teased.)

Larisa: Very funny Jet, but I mean it.  We are leaving camp.

Jet: Cool, where to?

Larisa: Well... Annabeth said that there was something wrong with the gods; that they had gone silent and weren't contacting mortals anymore.  But my dad contacted me earlier today, and your dad went so far as even bringing us all here. (Jet nodded, but he still didn't quite get what Larisa was leading up to.)   I want to go to Mount Olympus.

Jet:  Mount Olympus!?!?  There are two problems with that.  Firstly; we don't have even a fraction of enough money to go to Greece.  Secondly; Rina would kill us if we went to Greece without her!!

Larisa: Weren't you paying any attention to the Ancient History lessons that Chiron has been teaching us all week long?

Jet: Well... (He thought long and hard.)  I do remember someone pulling my ear and yelling "wake up!", then some of the Athena campers glared at me...

Larisa: (face palm)  You don't remember anything?  Okay... (She sighed.)  Firstly, it was me who woke you up!  Secondly, Chiron explained to us how Mount Olympus moved over time, so somehow it went from Greece, to Rome, to numerous places in Europe and Asia and Africa, and now it is situated in North America... In the Empire State Building, so it's not too far away.

Jet: But Rina's in Nova Scotia!  How are we supposed to get there?  Rob a bank, produce fake IDs, fly to Antigonish, go to Mount Olympus, then to Zeus, be like "and how was your day Grandpa Z?"

Larisa: Who said anything about flying?  (She grinned deviously.)

Narrator:  Larisa snapped her fingers and the water in the pond began to wave back and forth gently.  Jet realized what she was thinking of...

  (later that evening...)

Narrator: Larisa and Jet somehow managed to meet up at the camp gates shortly after campfire time.  They each had brought along a small, over-the-shoulder bag containing a few changes of clothes, their toiletries, their weapons, some armor, some drachma (for Iris Messages), and they carried with them their bed rolls.  Neither of them had expected to be away too long.  Larisa had also brought along her cell phone and Jet had brought his PSP.

Larisa: Okay, we're ready to go!

Jet: So.... what was your oh-so-brilliant plan for getting to Nova Scotia, again? (He grinned, embarrassed.) I kind of forgot…

Narrator:  Just then, a figure stepped it from the shadows, revealing himself.

Damian: Good question, how do you suppose you'll get off this island without getting caught, go on this silly little quest of yours to who-knows-where, and come back here alive?

Larisa: Damian!  What the heck are you doing spying on us?

Damian: Exactly that, spying on you.

Jet: You don’t plan on telling Chiron or Annabeth, do you?

Damian: I want to come with you. (He said simply, showing them his fully-packed backpack.)

Larisa: Come with us?  Are you out of your mind!?

Damian: (He rolled his eyes.) Oh, so you two newbies want to prance off after a super powerful bad guy, by yourselves, not knowing where you're going or what to expect, and I, the experienced knowledgeable camper, am the one who is out of his mind?  Gee, I thought you were one of the smarter campers!

Narrator:  Damian taunted her, a HUGE mistake.  Larisa punched him in the chest, then turned her back to him.

Larisa: What's in it for you?

Damian:  Let me come.  I want to do something useful (for once in my life).  Five years here and I've never been on a quest!  Besides, I'd be proving my worth finally.  (Larisa raised an eyebrow in disbelief) Okay, fine!  I'm doing it to impress Rachel!

Larisa: (She folded her arms nicely, smiling with pride.) So the truth finally comes out?

Damian: So you'll let me come?

Larisa: (She quickly exchanged glances with Jet.) No.  (She ran off towards the water's shore, Jet followed closely behind)

Damian: You imbeciles!  I'll tell Chiron where you're going!  You'll be in trouble!

Jet: I'm pretty sure they'll forgive us after we save the world. (He retaliated.)

Larisa: Come on!  There's no way they'll catch up if we go right now!

Jet: Right.  So, how are we getting anywhere?  We can't just simply hop into the Atlantic Ocean!

Damian: That would be a bad idea.  There are tons of Nymphs down there.  Their hotness and captivating beauty (though they're nothing compared to Rachel), can cause unhealthy obsessions.  You shouldn't go in there.

Larisa: Of course we can!

Jet: Larisa's not thinking!  It's the end of the world!  (He teased as he pretended to faint.)

Larisa:  Sure we can go in there.  Firstly; their hotness would only affect a pig like you.  Secondly, you're forgetting; I am the daughter of Poseidon!  Hello: Poseidon, sea, water.  I'll just make us an air bubble for us to "swim" in.

Damian: You'll never make it!  I'll... I'll...

Narrator: It was no use.  Larisa and Jet had already jumped into the water and were "swimming" away at full speed, which was way faster than any normal human... After a few minutes of "swimming" North-East, Larisa's phone vibrated (loudly) in her pocket)

Jet:  What's that sound?

Larisa: It's my phone, I just got a text.  One sec... (She made the bubble go stationary as she pulled out her cell from her back pocket.  Her eyes changed from soft green to a lime-yellow.)  You've got to be kidding me!  (She said with much disdain.)

Jet: Who is it?  Jeff?  Ty?  (he joked)

Larisa: No, worse...

Jet: Come on?  What could possibly be worse?  Your mom?  Lord of the Titans?  A ruthless assassin who is secretly a zombie that wants to eat your brains?  (He gave a small laugh.)

Larisa: (She gave him with a slightly confused, slightly concerned look) Uh, no...even worse.

Jet: Who?

Larisa: (She sighed.) ... Al.
Demigod Secret - Chapter VIII
Ah, here's Chapter Eight, at last! Sorry I haven't posted in a while, been a little busy. I hope you like it! And I hope you'll like Chapter Nine too!

EDITED MARCH 23RD 2015: It just dawned on me that this is my first time REALLY rereading my fanfic...gosh dat grammar and those typos though... =P LOL. :XD:

Also guys, feel free to check out my group :icondemigodsecret: for an easier way to follow along! :)


[Larisa, Jet, Damian (c) me
Rachel, Annabeth, Chiron (c) Rick Riordan]

Link to previous Chapter: artemis015.deviantart.com/art/…

Link to Chapter IX fav.me/d5ebfyz

(link to preview pic: artemis015.deviantart.com/art/… )
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  • Watching: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
  • Eating: Mini mints
  • Drinking: Calming mint tea
So...my bff :deviantjordipie55: has recently inspired me to do a little tidying up in my gallery--woot, shaved off about a hundred deviations!!  Wow, it was rather interesting to take that trip down memory lane...

It was kind of sad because I did end up deleting quite a few old, unloved deviations (mainly the ones that hardly got looked at and where minimal effort went into their creation.)  Then, for the ones I really felt didn't deserve to be deleted or the ones I just absolutely couldn't delete, I moved those to the "my scrapbook" section of my deviantart gallery.  Some things you just can't let go of, ya know?

And then I did a bit of reorganizing--any random drawings, literature and photography that didn't really have a home or were not numerous enough to make a new folder worthwhile ended up in the "Other Folder".  My Sketches folder, Heroes of Olympus folder, and Demigod Secret Random Stuff folder were mostly kept intact.  The "Demigod Secret" folder was the only one which I left completely intact and untouched.

Ya know, I really do miss the old days back in 2012 when I could just upload drawings and stories on a weekly basis, back when my friends all used deviantart, back when I made new friends with other deviants...I miss those days and, while I'm not going to go back to that entirely, I'd like to get back into the habbit of uploading my artwork, drawing fanart, and making friends with other deviants.

So yeah.  Here's to a cleaner house and a fresher canvas to work on.

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Becky
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Hi, I am Artemis015, a young aspiring writer and hobby manga artist from Earth. I'm also a bit of a cosplayer/fangirl who loves anime, manga, cartoons, comics, and pretty much anything fictional! Some of my favourite shows are Adventure Time, Dr. Who, Young Justice, MLP:FiM, Bleach, Soul Eater, EVERYTHING DISNEY, and just recently Once Upon a Time. Also, I like video games and looking up random things on the internet! (And climbing trees...if that counts as a hobby)

Aspiring Writer
Manga Artist-hobbyist
10th Doctor's Companion
Daughter of Athena
District 8 tribute
Egyptian Magician
Ravenclaw student/prefect
Blood Elf Hunter
Waterbender of the Southern Tribe
Soul Reaper of Squad 5
Haos Bakugan Brawler
Green Arrow Prodigé
Weapon (Crossbow) at DWMA
LoZ Skyward Sword player
Totally a Disney Princess =P
Full-Time Fangirl

...I think that's about everything.
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redband Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015
You're atmost welcome !
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For joining we will have a blast :)
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Ichigo123716 Featured By Owner May 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Happy birthday! Happy Birthday Godliek :D 1st Emoticon: Happy Birthday Lily Wishing a Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy B-Day Caeser1993 MenInASuitcase KimRaiFan's Bday Cake Happy Birthday Xak Happy Birthday Melmo 
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Artemis015 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you so much! :D
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Ichigo123716 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
:D (Big Grin) 
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taytaym2 Featured By Owner May 15, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
happy birthday becky!
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Artemis015 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks Taytay!
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no prob :)
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Artemis015 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Oh hey, about coming to your birthday on June 7th, what time did you say it stars at?  I'm busy until roughly 4:30-5:00pm that day but I could probably make it over shortly after 5:15.  Would that be alright?  Also, what would you like for your birthday?
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kuabci Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2014  Professional Filmographer
Thanks ever so for the Favourite.
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