Amber eyes stared into my navy blue eyes. The beauty of the boy across from me was stunning. He was caressing my face with his hands and I had my arms wrapped around his waist. When he breathed in, I breathed out. We were both saying no words; we could see it in each other's eyes.

He took a deep breath in and then sighed, "I love you." His words hit me with such sincerity, I was awe struck. My heart skipped a beat and my breath caught in my throat. I was speechless, but only for moments.

I breathed, "I love you, too." We were kissing softly and tenderly. It felt good to be in his arms. We were in love, I thought. I rubbed my fingers through his hair as he held me tight.

I was relaxed and I didn't care who saw, God, Demi-god, mortal, or satyr. I was truly happy, a feeling I seldom felt; it felt good then I fell out of his hands and slipped inside a pit that had opened up in the earth.

I watched in horror as the surface closed up cutting me away from the boy I loved. I was tumbling and flipping my way down it, getting scratched, bruised, and cut along the way from the rocks that were sticking out of the earth.

I knew I was screaming, even though I couldn't hear myself. I hit the ground roughly surprised that I hadn't died from the fall. My black hair fell over my face like a veil of raven feathers.

My body was trembling from the fall. Thankfully I wasn't too hurt from the fall. I slowly lifted my head and took a shaky breath. My hair fell out of my face, and that's when I saw him. He looked the part of the imposing and powerful villain, even though, in truth, he was not too bad.

I was nervous in his presence, yet not scared. He took a deep breath in and crossed his arms over his chest before smirking,

"Hello Alissa," I shot out of bead, hitting my head against the bunk above me. Ow, great way to start my day, I thought sarcastically. I looked out the window at the back of my cabin. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon indicating it was about six in the morning. Almost no one would be up.

Almost meaning everyone but my weirdo friends, I thought. I tried going back to sleep, but the constant shuffling of the bed sheets coming from Steph's bunk across the room was keeping me from going back to sleep along with the fact that I am a very light sleeper.

I did the best thing I could think of, I went to the beach. I am not a huge water person, being a daughter of Hades does have its downs. Along with not being allowed to travel on water because of Poseidon. My other Uncle, Zeus, will kill me if I travel on an air plane, hot air balloon, zip line, hang-glider, ECT.

Most people think it's very odd for me to go to the beach, but anyone who knows Frederika Anabell Shaw, A daughter of Eris, know that we spend most of our time together at either the fighting arena or the beach, her favorite place to run.

After a while of sitting on the beach watching the dark wave's crash against the sand. I finally saw Red jogging just a few meters away from me.

"Hey, Red," I said to her when she was close enough for my voice to reach her.

"Hey, Liss," Red said casually. "I didn't think you were a morning person," She swept a strand of her straw brown color hair behind her ear, just to have it fall back in her face again.

"I'm not," I replied, "I had one of those stupid dreams"

"Ah," She replied, "Was it about Addie?" I frowned at that question; Red knew that was a touchy subject.

"No, it was about…" I started but Red cut me off before I could finish.

"Oh! You mean your dad came to you."

"No…" I was about to tell her to shut it but I thought better of it.

"Oh," Red said. "Today's, the day, huh?" I saw tears form in her eyes when she realized what today was but I wasn't even thinking about the day.

Even though I hadn't dreamed of the day, I certainly dreamt of it often enough. However, just so I could get Red to stop asking questions I nodded my head and thought about the day.

Fredericka had gotten lost. She was trying and failing to make a fire with two twigs so she could get warm. Just as a spark hit the pile of dead leaves and ignited a small fire. She heard a twig snap. Her head shot around her body to see four dracaena coming towards her in four different directions. She shrieked in horror as they closed in on her with their claws extended.

A petite eleven year old girl up against four monsters that were three thousand years old? The chances were slim. It was during that time when me and two friends of mine were walking through the same forest.

"I'm scared," whispered Gabriella, a 13 year old daughter of Demeter. Gaby had these incredible blue eyes that always made boys eyes turn.

"Yeah, Alissa we really shouldn't be out here," said Anthony cautiously. "Chiron told us not to." Anthony was an 11 year old son of Apollo who always wore a blue Italy sweater then. One time, his twin sister, and I tried to sneak it away from him but to no avail. We ended up pegged to the door of the Apollo cabin for nearly two hours.

"Shut up, Gaby," I said to Gaby then I turned on Anthony. "And you, too, Sunshine." They both kept quiet, not in the mood of getting into an argument with a daughter of Hades. That's when I heard a voice come from the creek. I quickly brought my bow up and knocked an arrow on the bow string.

"I have two tiny questions," said Maria Mikian, a daughter of Poseidon who stepped out of the creek with another girl, Alexus Lowe, daughter of Apollo and Anthony's twin sister.

"Oh gods," complained Anthony. "Why'd you have to bring my sister?" Maria just brought her hand up and threw a water ball at him. The water ball whacked him in the head knocking him to the ground.

"Now since I was so rudely interrupted," started Maria. "Why didn't you invite us? And why are you even out here?"

I went into an animated story about forgetting my favorite knife in the woods during capture the flag. Maria listened nodding her head completely ignoring the dirty looks the now soaked Anthony was throwing at her.

As I was about to get to the end of the story, my greatest fear walked out of a nearby patch of trees. The Cyclopes looked at the five of us with his eye. Everybody looked at him and screamed in terror running back to the camp.

However, I was rooted to the spot as images flashed through my mind of another black haired girl, screaming as she dangled from her foot, above a boiling pot of water. She sobbed passionately as blood from her cuts ran down her arms and face.

"Run, Alissa, Run!" She yelled. "Get away from here as fast as you can!"

"Wait there's another?" rasped a monstrous voice. "Where? Where is this…Alissa?"

"I'll never tell you!" yelled the other girl bravely. "Never!" That's when I felt someone shaking me back into reality. I blinked and saw Anthony shaking me trying to get me to move.

I looked behind him and watched as the Cyclops brought his club about to hit Anthony. Quickly I took an arrow out of Anthony's quiver and before the Cyclops could bring his club down; I fired the arrow and shot him straight through the heart.

Anthony spun around and watched with wide eyes as the Cyclops turned to dust then we noticed that my friends had fled. Anthony wiped the sweat of my forehead and smiled.

"Thanks, Liss." He said. As we were walking back to the camp, a small girl came out of the forest and rammed into me.

"Dammed tree," she cursed. That's when she looked up and saw me and Anthony standing above her. "Sorry I guess you're not a tree after all." Anthony and I laughed as we helped up the girl.

Well at least that day ended well, I thought with a small smile as the flash back ended.