I roamed around camp, and spent my time sitting down near lake canoe because I decided to skip dinner. I mean, at least I thought I had a rough day. This was probably nothing for other demigods.

I was trying to cut myself some slack. Oh, because I'm new. Yes it's my fault I'm new and yes I think about this everyday.

Some demigods would think I'm so lucky I got a quest.

I felt nauseous throughout the entire night. I did not want a quest. Annabeth tried cheering me up, saying that Percy, her boyfriend and the son of Poseidon, also got a quest when he was still twelve and that he barely had any training as well.

How can a twelve year old even fight? Oh whatever, I didn't even want to know. In this world, almost everything was possible. I did fangirl for a moment that I just realized there was another child of the Big Three, and I just stupidly found out now. But that was besides the point.

It's not that I felt helpless because I didn't know how to fight. Ella may be a horrible teacher, but I've learned from her. I was still a bit horrible with archery so my weapon of choice would have to be a sword.

I felt helpless because of the prophecy. Obviously, because I'm the one saving my mom, it's me that'll die as well. Gods and goddesses couldn't die, they may fade but that was a rare chance when your mother was Hecate, the goddess of magic.

I'd rather argue with Nico for ten more years rather than participate in this quest.

When I got back to my cabin, I fell asleep almost immediately. I was dead tired. For three weeks, I had no dreams. My sleep was peaceful, but not tonight.

I was brought somewhere, and it was dark. I could hear echoes of screaming, the noises were so loud it frightened me. I couldn't make out a lot of things, because the space seemed so small, but I heard someone speak.

"You've got less than a month before you fade, and nobody's gonna come get you. This way, you repent" The voice sounded so sinister, but as he spoke I could see a fluttering purple glow, when I squinted my eyes some more, I noticed it.

I noticed her.

I could recognize her a mile away. She looked like the person in our cabin's photo album. She looked like Circe, my sister, but she was weak and she was weeping her heart out. I've never met her in person, but seeing her cry made my heart ache.

"Mother," I whispered and immediately clasped a hand over my mouth.

The sinister voice didn't notice me, but my mom certainly did.

She stared at me with her eyes that glowed but were going dim.

"Eretria," She called out softly, tears cascading down her beautiful face. I never used my real name. Even Wrynn thought my name was Treya. Only Gavin knew my birth name.

"We've been invaded, I smell a half-blood. Do you dare send your child here?" The voice boomed, it shook me.

Hecate sobbed, "No, I would never my lord"

She lied, but her eyes were telling me to come save her.

"REPENT!" The sinister yelled so loud, it shook the earth.

Suddenly, my mother was bound in chains, and was flat on the floor as if something was crushing her. She cried out loud, and I could almost feel her pain.

I gasped, "Mother," I wanted to rush to her, and to aide her but this was only a dream.

"Go," I heard her whisper and the dream shifted.

The scene was so much brighter this time, and I immediately noticed this as my home. Not Camp Half Blood, my actual home. With Gavin, my brother.

I see Gavin holding a tray with a glass of water and pastries, he was shaking from top to bottom. I almost didn't notice, but Gavin aged backwards. He was a teenager.

He then gave his sheepish smile towards the person and sat down, "I hope this will do,"

"This is more than enough, thank you Gavin" I recognized the voice, it was my mother.

Gavin scratched his nape, "Are you here to get Treya? She's still so young,"

When he said that, I immediately knew this was the past. I thought this was just some illusion, but a heartful tug on my gut told me this was no fake scenery.

My mother smiled warmly at Gavin, "She's only seven isn't she?"

"Yes," Gavin answered quickly. Suddenly, a little me appeared, running towards Gavin and tripping along the process. Little me's eyes sparkled before she jumped around and went to glomp on Hecate.

I almost face palmed, but I kept watching.

"Mommy!" Little me cheered, hugging her.

My eyes were wide as saucers. I had no memory of Hecate. Not a single one.

My mother laughed and hugged me back, "Hello my little one, I see you can still manage to break through the illusions I have given you. You still haven't forgotten me,"

She put me on her lap before she started speaking to Gavin again with a sorrowful look on her face. "I plan to betray the side I am in, and I'm afraid there will be someone after me. Eretria's my strongest half blood child, I would not take her to Camp Half Blood now, but I would really want her to go to New York as soon as she is twelve. The older she gets, the harder it is to protect her. You raise her well Gavin, and I am more than thankful for that. But Eretria cannot live this way, it is dangerous for her to do so"

I thought Gavin would get angry but he only smiled sadly, "I understand,"

"You're a good person, please take care of her"

Before I could even try to interfere, I bolted from my bed, hitting the top bunk and I groaned silently when I noticed that my siblings were all asleep.

I looked down at my fingers, they were shaking so bad. I looked at the clock to see that it was only two in the morning. I had to get out to get some fresh air, I only wish my mist would fool harpies.

I grabbed my coat and got out of the cabin slowly, the camp was dead quiet. It was the wee hours of the morning, and everyone was still asleep. I couldn't risk myself to go to the forest, because it was totally dark there and I did not like the dark.

So I quietly ran to Lake Canoe, dodging the harpies who were roaming around but suddenly a harpy actually saw me. I paused, not knowing if the harpy saw me but when she started flapping her, er, chicken wings, and running towards me, I started running as well.

As I was being chased, I was suddenly pulled and I thought a harpy was gonna eat me but a hand came over my mouth before I could scream.

I found myself staring Nico di Angelo's eyes, which were still roaming around to check for the harpies.

When the road was clear, Nico sighed and took his hand away from my mouth.

"What are you doing out?" He whispered harshly

I glared up at him, but only now was I able to notice how tall Nico was, of course I couldn't take note of that when he was trying to kill me.

"I- I had these dreams, about my mother" I stammered, forgetting that my hands were still shaking.

Nico's expression softened, "I thought your mother didn't show herself to her children anymore?"

"I... think I showed myself to my mother" I said, then I clutched Nico's skull patterned pyjamas.

I gulped, "Nico, my mom's in deep trouble. I think, I think- she's dying,"

Nico pressed his lips together, "Gods don't die, Treya"

"But they can fade, right?! I saw her Nico!" I sobbed, tears finally falling down. I hated to cry in front of someone who argued with me a lot, but I wanted to cry. I'd cry in front of the harpies, if I could.

Nico looked around before putting his hands on my shoulders, "It's okay, we'll save her. We're meant to, fates don't play around"

His way of consoling me was weird because he awkwardly patted my shoulders, but it was better than nothing.

"What were you doing out?" I asked, wiping my tears away.

Nico sighed, "No particular reason, I always go out at night,"

"Thanks," I mumbled

"What?" Nico asked in a teasing manner.

I glared at him, "I said, thanks!"

The corners of his lips turned up a little before he turned me around and pushed me back to the direction of my cabin.

"What was that for?" I whispered-yelled

He rolled his eyes, "Go back to sleep, we'll be training all day by daybreak. You need to rest,"

I didn't argue with him any longer. I gave him another set of thank you before running off to my cabin quietly. This time, I slept with no dreams.