Reyna's POV

I remained alone for the rest of the day not bothering to go to dinner with the others. There was no point in it. I'd be asked questions and I didn't feel like answering them. So instead I stayed with the Hunters in their cabin along with my sister and the amazons. The room was full with a somber air.

Already two of the hunters had started working on shrouds for the fallen. It was tough to see how such a beautiful thing would have to be burned. Hylla had refused to make any of her own, they did things differently with the amazons. But the two shrouds that had been finished lay untouched and secluded as if even making eye contact with them would desecrate their beauty and meaning.

However, I examined them from afar. They were made of a soft silvery silk. The border was a dark black with constellations embroiled in the fabric. In the center was an image relating to the  fallen warrior entangled with an arrow. Above it was an inscription in Ancient Greek that I struggled to read.

"What does it say?" I asked after pondering it for a moment. Zuri shifted and sat next to me on the bunk I rested on.

"Blessed by the moon," Zuri smiled lightly. Beneath it was another inscription the handwriting neat and delicate. "Guardian of stars."

"Poetic." She nodded at my remark. I glanced about the room. Everyone had skipped dinner to bitter to show their faces and try to act happy. Hylla had been the only one to leave, but she'd done so to beat Jason up as she had said, after I explained what had made me so upset.

I wondered if she'd actually done it and part of me thought he deserved it. Nico had talked to me for a while and said that Jason didn't mean anything. I wondered how he'd understand what Jason truly meant before I realized he'd dealt with the same loss.

"I was the same way with Bianca," Nico explained. "He'll get over it."

"Yeah maybe." I'd  mumbled but I didn't believe it. Their was only so much a relationship could take before breaking and it was already fragile to begin with. Then again, maybe Nico was right. Who knew?

But no matter how hard we all tried to hide we couldn't avoid facing the crowd forever. An entire camp meeting had been called at the amphitheater and I was the lucky one who was going to lead it.

Everyone filed out quietly with no sound as if we were heading to a funeral procession which in a way we were. Hylla caught my arm at the door halting me. She rested her hands on my shoulders.

"Are you going to be okay to do this?" She asked quietly.

"I don't have much of a choice do I?" I asked.

"I know, but I'll be there if you need me." Hylla smiled and I was a bit surprised when she kissed my cheek and walked off. It was a small gesture but enough to draw my confidence up.

I was the last to leave and as I walked I thought about how to compose myself. Shoulders back. Check. Straight posture. Check. Confident attitude. Check. Raised chin. Check. And last of all a blank face. It was the easiest of all to do.

A fire burned bright against the black back drop of night. Dozens of faces looked at me expectantly. Eyes of all different colors watched me closely. Some were scared, some curious, and some hopeful. Shaking my head I glanced at the shrouds. Only two had been made so far but there would need to be more.

Chiron stood next to me and rested a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Ready?"

"No. But I'll act like it." He nodded curtly and quieted the few individuals talking.

"Please be respectful." His voice was loud and authoritative. "We have important news."

"We already know who died." A kid called out earning a few glares. I couldn't help but clench my fists. I wanted to punch him.

"Keep quiet or you'll leave. We aren't here to discuss that yet. We are here to discuss something big." Chiron said glancing at me and I took it as my queue to talk. Stepping forward I studied the crowd.

"We have a difficult fight facing us. The enemy was originally perceived as a minor threat. Our original mission was that of a rescue." My voice carried out over the crowd and they were all captivated. "But that was not the case. It appears we're facing something larger. At a second glance it seemed that we were being specifically targeted just the hunters, amazons, me and...Thalia. A sort of revenge plot. However that is also not the case."

"Then what is?" A Hermes boy asked anxiously.

"I have seen the army the enemy can amass." A nervous air came about. "The four gods I do not know very well but I know they are vicious and cruel. They can draw in the hundreds of monsters."

A gasp and nervous chatter grew to a thundering roar. Chiron attempted to silence them but it took longer than the first time before everyone was quiet.

"Anyone who has any information on the following gods o lease come forward. It would be nice if you shared." My gaze settled on Sila as I named them off recalling the encounters I'd had with each one.

A few scratched their heads but it appeared that many of them were lost.

"Don't you know?" Someone asked.

"No. I don't," I admitted.

"I do." Sila's voice broke through the noise. "They're my siblings after all."

Ever head turned to look at him as he approached the front of the amphitheater, tall frame, strong and sturdy. His dark black hair and blue eyes were painfully familiar. The fire grew with the suspense of the crowd.

"It happened many many years ago...."

"Keep up Sila!" Lach called running ahead of the group of teenagers. His younger brother and sisters lagging behind.

"Don't rush them and be impatient," Páthos chastised being the eldest. The two of them halted at the top of the hill where the temple they'd been searching for was.

"You're too quick," Sila panted, resting his hands on his knees.

"Doesn't matter. We're here," Lach grinned wanting nothing more than to go inside.

"This is boring I want to go home," Lagneía sighed.

"Nonesense! Today is the day we get our powers! Our right to be gods!" Lach said full of excitement.

"Only one of us does," Sila reminded, his voice full of worry.

"Exactly. Remember what Mother said? Their can only be one of us who assumes power. That's what the counsel decided," Epy grinned, eager to just go home and mess with the minor gods who'd been tasked with caring for them.

"Oh hush, I did some reading," Páthos smirked, getting fired up like usual. "There's nothing that says the temple can only provided one godly being with power. They just tell everyone that so they don't come here."

"But we can't break the rules. It'll upset Mother and the other," Sila warned. He hated making people upset.

"Oh come on. You were excited like two seconds ago. You wanted this too, we all did. We're here now so let's do it." Lach smiled, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"Fine." With that Sila conceded the point and he cautiously followed his siblings inside. The temple was large and vast but empty except for a fountain in the center.

It was gold with rose scented water pouring out of the spouts into the pool below.

"All we have to do is swim," Páthos noted.

Without caring much, they stripped down into thin undergarments. Each of them hesitated not sure who should be the first to go.

"Sila you first," Páthos determined.

"What? Why me?" Sila asked, nervously backing up a bit.

"Because you're the youngest," Lagneía giggled. The others agreed. Everything was telling him to turn and run as far and as fast as he could and maybe they wouldn't catch him. But Sila knew they would because he was small and fragile and sensitive.

So at last after mustering courage Sila dove into the water. It was warm and pleasant and nothing happened at first. Until he heard a voice snake around in his head.

"You've broken a sacred oath," It hissed dangerously.

"In sorry." Sila responded through thought. "They told me to go first. I didn't want to make anyone upset."

"What is done is done." It hissed back. "But you do not deserve power."

"I understand," Sila nodded, wringing his hands nervously. "We will leave."

"Do not think I'll forget your sin little boy." The voice responded, a malicious tone to it.

"But it wasn't my fault!" Sila whimpered.

"You listened when you should not have. You seek power? Fine, I'll give it to you." The light bubbled and glowed and Sila could feel an emptiness inside him.

"What are you doing?!" He cried panicking and trying to claw his way to the surface but something held him down.

"You're a warning." Sila shook in fear at the snake like voice. "Only those who've permission to come here may bathe in these waters. Now be gone. "

Just like that Sila was spit back onto dry land shaking and soaked. He crawled to his feet and saw the wide eyes of his siblings.

"We need to go," He squeaked, running before they could stop him. They ran and ran and ran in hot pursuit of Sila but he ran like the devil possessed him.

At last they skidded into the throne room on Olympus, Sila in a panic. He didn't need to say anything as the cold cruel gaze of Zeus was already settled on his figure. Zeus knew what had happened.

"You disobeyed orders!" He bellowed angrily.

"Sir with all do respect-" Lach began to speak but was interrupted with a loud bang of thunder.

"Do not speak." Zeus glared, a terrible rage making his face turn purple. "All of you are to leave immediately."

"Sir I didn't-" Sila was nearly skewered by a thunder bolt.

"He's not to blame," Lach insisted but already his siblings had turned on him.

"He jumped in not us." Páthos declared loudly. The two sisters nodded in agreement.

"That may be the case but you are all to blame. I offered you a home here as long as you didn't seek your birth right before you were ready. You did not listen therefore my doors are now closed to you," Zeus growled, the air crackling in electricity. "You are now banished."

"You weren't going to give us anything anyways! Only one of us was to receive a birthright!" Páthos argued. "You cheated us."

"Well that may have been the case but you brought this on yourself. The only thing you will have to rule is the mortal world." Zeus laughed though it was more of a sneer. "Now get out before I kill you."

And so all of them fled in a hurry to different corners of the earth. Sila disappeared all together to the place he'd be found later. Having been the first to jump in and break the rules his power was one to make him suffer, heartbreak. The others however one by one would eventually journey back to the fountain in secret and as they were older they were allowed to enter. Each of which was given power that suited their personalities. But they were dissatisfied with the mortal world. They longed for the clouds above.

And thus their schemes began.

Sila concluded his tale. "And here we are."

There wasn't a single voice that lifted and broke the silence. Everyone seemed to be processing the story.

"That was certainly interesting but it's a little boring Sila, you gotta spice it up." A gasp emanated from the crowd that would have been comedic. Except it wasn't and a roar of commotion ensued.

"Every fucking time!" Annabeth yelled throwing her hands in the air while Percy just laughed.

Without even having to look I knew who it was. I couldn't stop myself from spinning around and punching them straight in the face hearing an audible crack.

"Ow! What the hell?!" Thalia cried having fallen over.

"You're  supposed to be dead," I hissed, glaring down at her. How the hell was she even here? How had no one noticed her? I had to be dreaming. It didn't make any sense.

"Sorry to disappoint," She mumbled, blood pouring down her face from her obviously broken nose but she disappeared in an instant behind Jason's bulky frame.

He tackled her in a hug after pulling her to her feet not minding the blood that would stain his shirt.

"How-what- when- ?!" Jason couldn't seem to form a coherent sentence he was so excited.

"I'll explain I promise. It's kind of weird and crazy actually," Thalia laughed and kissed his cheek. She pulled back from the hug and made finger guns at the crowd of campers who were stunned with surprise except for a few older campers who'd experienced this with Percy. "I'm back bitches!"

And that was how Thalia Grace made her entrance into camp somehow resurrected from the dead with finger guns to the crowd, a broken and bloodied nose, yelling a profanity. Honestly despite my original anger I couldn't imagine it happening in any other way.

A/N Not my best update but I thought I'd give you something. I've been bogged down with rehearsal so sorry