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I look back at Camp Jupiter. Its watch towers and in the distance on one side, the village where half bloods can live a normal life and on another side, where young demigods train with others their age. It reminds me slightly of Camp Half Blood, except the small amount of differences were major. Demigods could live a normal life here, where as back at home, wait home? Camp Half Blood, a home? I don't have a home...do I?

But, point is demigods rarely survive at Camp Half Blood. At Camp Jupiter, they are split into cohorts instead of by their godly parent. Camp Jupiter, well they are a lot more organised. Camp Half Blood is a mess, but I do love it. Well I do when I'm there, which is mainly never. I don't belong,  I never will. I am the son of hades, the outsider, at both camps. Camp Jupiter has no idea that the Greek side still exists, neither do they know that I am a son of Greek God. I would be dead by now if they knew.

Hades, oh no, I mean Pluto, gave me a mission. Get to know both camps, it's important for the future apparently. Well, my life is pretty much meaningless so...why not? I introduced myself as an Ambassador of  Pluto and even though they don't like me much, I'm still welcome, sort of.

Percy, Hazel and Frank only left for their quest earlier today. Their main mission is to free Thanatos, so deaths will continue on as usual. But, what will happen to Hazel? Will she return to the underworld unless...

I did tell Hazel what my goal is. I plan on helping my father and the furies by tracking escaped souls. And that I would like to check on the Doors of Death as I had found out that Gaea was bringing forces from Tartarus through the doors. But, when I vocalised what I knew at the Senate Meeting, they barely believed me. I don't blame them. Why should they? The stupid Augery, Octavian has no trust for a son or daughter of Hades. Hazel is also become weary of my knowledge of Percy and she can tell that I know more than I let on. His arrival did shock me though, I had not planned on him coming after months of waiting.

But, I know what Hera has planned. It was obvious, well only obvious because I'd been to both camps. When Jason first went missing, and so did Percy, I knew an exchange was most likely in the making. I decided upon not visiting Camp Half Blood due to the fact I was scared of Jason being there. I have never seen him before and only knew about his disappearance when I arrived at Camp Jupiter. 

When Percy arrive, I knew I was correct. Hera was putting the next great prophecy into play, by probably trying to mix the camps together to defeat Gaea. But, the chances of it working? I was not so confident.

I suddenly remember that I'm still standing on the soft grass just outside the border of Camp Jupiter. Is this worth the risk? 

I look down at my feet, realising that the green soft grass was wilting from the anger and fear that I am feeling.

Why do I bother? Why should I do this? What will I get out of it? A home? A- a..friend? I got popularity last time, but for how long?! A few weeks?! I didn't get a friend, someone who will be there for me! No matter what I do, "I am alone!"

I become aware that I had shouted out of no where then return to the though it my head.

Why do I need to fight, when I can sit and watch from a safe distance? It ineffectively wasn't my problem? I could have chosen to not help Camp Half Blood in the Battle Manhattan. I could have chosen stay away from both camps and live my own life.

So why does this feel so right? Even though I have a million other choices, I'm choosing to help. Why? I don't know, but it's what I'm going to do.

This was it, time to leave Camp Jupiter.

I shadow travel to Hollywood. As I arrive, my knees buckle from the use of shadow travel. I sit down and rest for a while while eating ambrosia. After eating a few pieces, not too much, I carefully stand up, cautious to not rush thing and pass out. I lean on the 'H' sign for support and enter the underworld.